Chapter 715 - 709: The Great Demon God Palace Is Gone Too

Xi Huang didn’t want to kill anymore.

However, that didn’t mean these Void Race people didn’t want to die.

Sometimes, living is not a blessing; death is redemption.

All their companions were dead; living was torment, and death was liberation.

Just then, something happened that made Xi Huang even angrier.

Only to see those remaining Void Race clansmen, supporting each other, stood up.

Most of them were badly wounded, walking very slowly, yet with utmost determination.

They took one step after another toward Wa Huang’s Palace.

This enraged him!

Xi Huang was truly enraged.

Why did these damnable Void Race keep pushing him over and over again?

"Clang!"

A sword rang out, and Xi Huang swung his sword again.

With one swing, he paid no more heed to these Void Race and turned to prepare to return to Wa Huang’s Palace.

Xi Huang was very confident that this one swing was enough to deal with those injured Void Race.

The sound of the sword rang out, and a beam of sword light slashed toward the Void Race.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Under the sweep of sword energy, these Void Race were like firecrackers strung together during the New Year, exploding one after another.

Stopping in front of Wa Huang’s Palace’s gate, Xi Huang paused, his brow furrowing.

On the gate of Wa Huang’s Palace, Xi Huang saw a drop of blood that had spattered when the Void Race clansmen exploded.

Xi Huang crouched down, wiping the blood spot with his sleeve.

However, the more he wiped, the more blood spots appeared, the bigger they became.

With the Void Race clansmen exploding one after another, more and more blood spots appeared on the door.

Xi Huang rose impatiently, pointed at the blood on the door, and instructed the Daoist child behind him, "Clean the blood off the door, remember, clean it thoroughly!"

The Daoist child exchanged glances and answered timidly, "Yes!"

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For the Void Race, everything on Wa Huang’s Palace’s side was a tragic obliteration.

Meanwhile, over at Great Demon God Palace, it was an exhilarating victory.

Wa Huang’s Palace had Xi Huang, the foremost below the Four Great Primordial Spirits, guarding it; Great Demon God Palace did not.

Not many were left guarding Great Demon God Palace, nor were they strong.

Although Demon Lord had laid several formidable defensive arrays, they still didn’t stop the fearless Void Race.

Demon Lord’s arrays were indeed bloody and formidable.

However, the effectiveness of a powerful array depends on who uses it.

Without remarkable individuals to preside over the array, its power is difficult to unleash.

Thus, Demon Lord followed in Buddha’s footsteps.

The Second Elder of the Void Race led the clansmen to storm the Great Demon God Palace.

They slaughtered all the Demon Lord’s disciples left defending the Great Demon God Palace.

Then, a large fire was set, burning down the Great Demon God Palace.

After the previous experience, this time the flames of Great Demon God Palace were larger than those at Celestial Burial Temple before.

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"Splash!"

The Grand Elder of the Void Race groaned, staggering to the ground with blood spraying everywhere.

The Demon Lord’s disciple wielded the black Mourning Stick with great pride, having just injured the Void Race Grand Elder.

Seeing this, Nato was about to raise the Red Embroidery Ball to finish him off, but Peacock Great Ming King pulled him back, signaling him not to act.

Nato was puzzled but, out of trust for Peacock Great Ming King, he did not act.

Facing three opponents, the Void Race Grand Elder could still hold his ground.

But against six, he truly couldn’t endure.

With six Tier Two powerhouses, and among them, five wielding the magical treasures of Buddha, Wa Huang, and Demon Lord, his support waned, and his injuries worsened.

Peacock Great Ming King stopped Nato.

Because, in Peacock Great Ming King’s view, under such circumstances, the Void Race Grand Elder’s death was already inevitable.

Since it was so, they deemed it unnecessary to strike the final blow.

For someone like the Void Race Grand Elder, willing to sacrifice for his race, Peacock Great Ming King felt respect.

If not necessary, he did not want the Void Race Grand Elder to die by his hands.

The skin of the Void Race Grand Elder was stripped live.

His seven orifices began to bleed, and all over his body, no bit of skin or flesh remained intact.

The Void Race Grand Elder knew he was about to die, he couldn’t hold on.

His only regret now was not killing enough.

Buddha, Demon Lord, Wa Huang, so many disciples still alive.

These people alive would go and kill their Void Race clansmen.

The more Buddha, Demon Lord, Wa Huang’s disciples he slayed, the more of their Void Race clansmen would survive.

At this moment, two projections appeared in the void.

These two projections were images of Wa Huang’s Palace and Great Demon God Palace.

This was Yin Celestial Son’s doing; he knew the Void Race Grand Elder was dying.

Yin Celestial Son couldn’t intervene to help the Void Race Grand Elder, but projecting these images here allowed the Void Race Grand Elder to see them, fulfilling a final wish for him.

In the images, Great Demon God Palace was even more devastated than Celestial Burial Temple before.

Celestial Burial Temple was only burned by a third, but Great Demon God Palace was burned clean.

Seeing this scene, Demon Lord was furious, his rage boiling.

Wa Huang felt relieved seeing Xi Huang had defended Wa Huang’s Palace.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Watching this scene, the heavily injured and dying Void Race Grand Elder suddenly burst into laughter clutching his stomach.

He was happy, genuinely happy.

The Void Race Grand Elder didn’t say anything, but everything was in his laughter.

He laughed because their Void Race was no longer fish and meat for others to butcher; they made Wa Huang, Demon Lord, Buddha pay dearly.

He laughed because their Void Race had successors, under the lead of the Void Race Second Elder, even if not continued, they would certainly not be as pathetic as before.

Since begging on their knees could not gain their Void Race a survival environment.

Then, with fists, they must strive for a survival environment for their Void Race.

Having worked so hard to establish Great Demon God Palace, it was burned to nothing; Demon Lord was already furious.

Upon hearing the rampant laughter of the Void Race Grand Elder, Demon Lord became even more enraged.

Almost instinctively, Demon Lord slapped toward the Void Race Grand Elder.

"Demon Lord, don’t!" Buddha hurriedly stopped him.

Wa Huang looked incredulous and blurted out, "Demon Lord, are you mad?"

Currently, part of Void Race’s fortune still resided with the Void Race Grand Elder.

Whoever killed him would bear significant consequences.

The reason for letting disciples act was to let disciples share in those consequences of the Void Race Grand Elder.

If Demon Lord, in a fit of rage, kills the Void Race Grand Elder, then he alone would bear those consequences.

Demon Lord was a witless fool; in his sudden fury, he acted, without thinking much of it.