Chapter 1239 - 493: Battle of Destiny (Part 2)

"Master, you are mighty! Long live the Master!"

On the city wall, countless soldiers were cheering and jumping with joy.

They crowded around Zhang Beixing, as fervent as zealots.

Because this was their faith.

The monarch they were willing to give everything to protect!

But Zhang Beixing remained indifferent to this scene.

As if victory was already in the bag.

How could mere alien races shake his determination to win?

He slowly turned around to face the heavens.

The dragon robe fluttered, exuding supreme honor.

"My beloved subjects, the great task is accomplished."

"Now, the world is settled, and all hearts are aligned."

"We are the true masters of this universe and its time!"

His voice was powerful and resonant, each word carrying immense weight.

"But the rebels in the Central Plains have not yet been eradicated."

"The northern campaign is imminent; we must not let our guard down."

His words were full of wisdom and open-mindedness.

Everyone was surprised to hear this.

It seemed that this blood-soaked storm was far from over.

The real opponents were still ahead.

"Master’s teachings, we remember deeply."

"We will spare no effort to ease the Master’s burden!"

"We will not disappoint, and we swear to be loyal unto death!"

Richard and Alina knelt again, their fighting spirit high.

No task too great could daunt them.

As long as it was the Master’s command, they would go through fire and water without hesitation!

Zhang Beixing heard this and shook his head.

He knew these two confidants always fulfilled their duties faithfully.

With their assistance, what was there for him to worry about?

"Enough, rise."

"The matters ahead need careful deliberation."

He suddenly paused, seemingly thoughtful.

As if sensing something amiss.

"What is it, could there be an enemy situation?"

Everyone’s hearts tightened, promptly looking around.

However, looking out, everything was calm.

There was not the slightest anomaly, leaving them puzzled.

"Master, your disciple has a request."

Zhang Beixing abruptly raised his head, his gaze solemn.

The Persuasion System also appeared at this moment, looking stern.

"Speak."

"Just now during the battle with those demons, I felt something was amiss."

"Though the Demon Race has been eradicated, your disciple feels there’s something suspicious."

Zhang Beixing furrowed his brows, feeling a faint unease inside.

He sensed that everything was going too smoothly.

As if everything was unfolding according to someone’s script, progressing seamlessly.

"Master, do you have any insights?"

He glanced at the system beside him, his gaze firm.

"Beixing, your intuition has always been the sharpest."

The Persuasion System nodded in agreement, looking grave.

"I sense that this force hidden in the shadows is far from ordinary."

"I fear, the mastermind who has been lurking behind the scenes can no longer hold back and is about to take action."

"What?!"

Everyone gasped upon hearing this.

At this crucial juncture, they hadn’t expected a peril so grievous.

"Who dares to act presumptuously before me?"

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, his gaze steely and sharp as a blade.

He walked slowly to the front stage, standing with his hands behind his back.

The black robe fluttered, exuding a fierce killing intent.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed.

Whoosh!

A golden light shot into the sky.

Piercing the heavens, it shattered the clouds.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shook the heavens and the earth.

A figure in purple suddenly appeared.

He stood with his hands behind his back, possessing extraordinary flair.

The man had a handsome face, but exuded a chilling aura of malice.

"This... could it be..."

Everyone’s pupils shrank upon witnessing this.

Because the man’s identity was only too familiar to them.

That was... the nemesis of the Holy See, the Monarch of the Demon Race!

"Satan? Such audacity you have!"

Zhang Beixing’s eyes fixed sharply, a cold sneer forming.

"You fled in disarray during the battle with Hongjun."

"What face do you have to show off in front of me now?"

The Demon Monarch, upon hearing this, smirked instead of getting angry.

"Zhang Beixing, I must say, your tone is indeed grandiose."

"Just because you gained a bit of luck, you dare to be arrogant before me?"

He paced about with his hands behind, an aura of menace surrounding him.

"Never mind, today I shall make it clear to you."

"Who is the true sovereign of heaven and earth!"

Before his voice had even fallen, Satan suddenly struck.

A black lightning bolt, charged with immense power, fiercely shot toward Zhang Beixing.

The howling gale made one’s scalp tingle.

Everyone present was changing colors.

This strike was truly terrifying.

Even Zhang Beixing frowned slightly.

But he soon calmed down.

The corner of his mouth curled with a disdainful cold smile.

"With mere tricks like these, you dare to show off in front of me?"

He snorted coldly and suddenly raised his hand.

The Divine Thunder of Celestial Punishment, burst forth from his palm.

Golden light radiated, burning the heavens and earth.

Where it passed, mountains crumbled and the earth split, seas changed and mulberry fields shifted.

Two immense forces clashed fiercely in the air.

In an instant, lightning flashed, and sand and stones were swept away.

The earth trembled, and the sky roared.

Inside the city, everyone was so shocked by the dramatic scene that they were speechless.

This was beyond human will.

Clearly, it was a fierce battle between two peerless powers!

Richard and Alina were trembling all over, cold sweat streaming.

Although they had absolute confidence in their Master,

yet at this moment, they couldn’t help but worry.

After all, that was a mighty Demon Monarch!

According to legends, one who contended with the heavens, the earth, and man!

"Alina, if anything happens to our Master..."

Richard murmured to himself, his voice trembling.

"Shut up! Our Master is powerful, how could he be defeated by a mere Demon Monarch?"

Alina rebuked sharply, her eyes resolute.

"What we need to do is have faith in our Master and protect our Master!"

"With our loyalty, we will build a wall of gold and iron for him!"

After hearing these words, Richard suddenly came to his senses.

Yes, what was he thinking?

The Master has always been strategic, victorious from miles away.

How could a mere Demon Monarch stump him?

Thinking of this, Richard nodded heavily.

"Come, let’s head to the city walls and lend our ruler a hand!"

The two exchanged a glance, their fighting spirit soaring.

Life and death are insignificant, if discontented, then fight.

This is the meaning of following a powerful being!

Meanwhile, the battlefield situation also underwent a subtle change.

As the battle deepened, Zhang Beixing gradually gained the upper hand.

His movements became increasingly fierce.

The aggression, also increasingly ferocious.

On Satan’s side, however, it was visibly lacking in strength.

Gradually, he was forced to retreat step by step!

"Damn it, what kind of monster are you?!"

The Demon Monarch gritted his teeth, his expression fierce.

He, the lord of Hell, had never suffered such a great loss?

"I’ve already told you, you’re not my opponent."

Zhang Beixing sneered repeatedly, not considering Satan a challenge at all.

"Today, I’ll let you know the consequence of provoking me!"

With that said, he suddenly soared into the sky.

Hands clapped together, he chanted a Divine Spell.

In the next moment, billions of golden rays burst forth from his palms.

Transforming into a towering Buddha phantom, appearing mid-air!

"What? Is this the Kunlun Immortal Body?!"

Satan’s pupils contracted, fear overwhelming his heart.

This was a secret not passed on by the Buddhist sect, when cultivated to the extreme, could overpower the world, none dared to defy.

Now, it fell into Zhang Beixing’s hands?

No wonder he was so powerful, no wonder I couldn’t gain any advantage!

"Zhang Beixing, you..."

The Demon Monarch trembled and said, unable to speak another word.

Because, that Buddha figure began to move.

It slowly raised its palm, fingers like mountains, covering the sky.

Towards Satan, it slammed down fiercely!

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resounded again.

Within a hundred miles, not a single blade of grass survived.

Numerous buildings collapsed under the impact.

Reduced to dust, leaving no trace.

Satan fared no better.

He was pressed under the palm, his whole body’s bones continuously breaking.

Internal organs, all shattered.

Blood spurted forth from seven orifices.

No longer able to resist, he could only let out a tragic howl.

"Ah!!!"

The sound was enough to chill the heart.

Like it came from the depths of Hell.

On the battlefield, everyone was stunned.

Their hearts were stormed by soaring waves.

The Master could completely vanquish the Demon Monarch, such prowess was unparalleled!

"Zhang Beixing, you mark my words!"

Satan, weakened, roared unwillingly.

"One day, I will make you repay blood with blood!"

"Hahaha, if you live to see that day, then let’s talk!"

Zhang Beixing laughed towards the sky, not taking these words to heart.

He slowly raised his hand, the Buddha phantom dissipated.

The Demon Monarch’s body also transformed into a black mist.

Vanished in the world, no longer existing.

From now, this Demon Race King, who dominated the Three Realms, fell just like that.

No one remembered his glory.

"Master is wise and mighty, invincible in the world!"

On the city walls, countless soldiers cheered.

The joy of victory almost overwhelmed them.

"With the Master here, what do we have to fear?"

"In no more than three months, we will unify the Central Plains, achieving eternal dominance!"

Amidst the resounding cheers, Zhang Beixing’s figure appeared towering.