Chapter 1298 - 520: Sweeping Across Thousands of Troops (Part 2)

"He claims he will tear you limb from limb to avenge the old Demon King!"

Upon hearing this, the entire hall erupted into an uproar.

Everyone’s faces were filled with worry and fear.

"Hmph, mere ants dare to be arrogant before me?"

Zhang Beixing sneered coldly, dismissing them entirely.

Standing with arms folded, his demeanor was composed.

As if he had everything under control.

"Let me meet this Demon King and see how long he can keep boasting."

Before the words finished, he strode out of the hall without turning back.

"Master!"

Alina hurriedly caught up, her face showing concern.

"I wish to accompany you and fight the Demon Race to the death!"

"I will go too! The master’s revenge is my revenge!"

Richard clenched his fists, his fighting spirit high.

"Enough, you all stay behind."

Zhang Beixing suddenly stopped and turned to give orders.

"This battle concerns the survival of our Dark Empire and cannot afford even the slightest mistake."

"Stay fortified in the city and await my orders."

"Yes!"

Though reluctant, the two dared not disobey.

They could only watch as that tall figure went further away.

"Master will definitely return in triumph, right?"

Alina murmured, her tone almost a prayer.

"He definitely will! With the master around, what is impossible?"

Richard clenched his fists, responding firmly.

The trust in their master was evident.

[Host, do you really not plan to bring reinforcements?]

The voice of the Persuasion System echoed again in his mind.

[Despite your strength being formidable, the foundation of the Demon Race should not be underestimated.]

Zhang Beixing’s lips curled into a smile, fully confident.

"You and I united, who in the world can stand against us?"

"Besides..."

He looked into the distance with arms folded, his gaze growing more determined.

"If I go with an army, I will be placed at a disadvantage."

"If we fight, we fight openly; if we win, we win with absolute strength!"

"Even if thousands of troops attack, I will not retreat an inch!"

His dominance and arrogance overflowed, unmatched.

At this moment, no one doubted his resolve.

Because everyone knew, that is Zhang Beixing’s style.

It is bold, decisive, and heroically unstoppable.

Outside the Imperial City, the Demon Race army was ready to depart.

A vast, oppressive sight filled with murderous intent.

Leading was Talons, clad in black armor, his gaze sinister.

"Where is Zhang Beixing, where is he?"

The deep voice resonated throughout the military camp.

Carrying a hint of impatience.

"Your Majesty, that fellow has not yet appeared."

"Our scouts have searched for a long time but found no trace of him."

A guard stepped forward to report, trembling.

"Nonsense! Under broad daylight, yet dare to keep me waiting?"

Talons flew into a rage, slamming his fist on the stone table.

In an instant, the hard stone cracked inch by inch.

Turning to powder, cascading down.

Leaving debris everywhere.

Such terrifying power made the surrounding Demon Warriors shudder.

"Calm your anger, Your Majesty; that boy must be afraid to face us."

A Demon Race general stepped forward, fawningly.

"I suggest we directly storm the Imperial City and drag him out to be executed!"

"Well said!"

Talons’ eyes lit up, nodding immediately.

"Someone, relay the order, full force assault!"

"Take down the Dark Sacred Hall in one move and execute that arrogant Zhang Beixing!"

Just as the words fell, a sudden change occurred!

Boom!

A world-shaking explosion suddenly erupted.

The entire camp tottered under this impact.

Countless tents collapsed, black smoke billowed.

"Who is it? Who is causing trouble?"

The Demon Race soldiers shouted in panic, scrambling.

Amidst the chaos reaching its peak, a cold voice suddenly rang on the battlefield.

"Ha, a mere rabble dares to be impudent before me?"

Looking towards the voice, a tall figure walked leisurely.

Clad in a black robe, his demeanor was extraordinary.

Indeed... Zhang Beixing!

"Zhang Beixing! You arrogant boy, finally show yourself!"

Talons gritted his teeth, pointing at the arrival, swearing vehemently.

"Today, I shall make you pay in blood, avenging the fallen souls of my race!"

"Is that so? Then let me see what means you possess!"

Zhang Beixing sneered coldly, not the slightest bit afraid.

Standing with arms folded, a murderous aura swirled around him.

"You demons and monsters, are you worthy to battle with me?"

"Truly laughable!"

The words were mocking, each one piercing the heart.

All the demon generals present were seething with rage.

"How dare you! To speak so rudely to His Majesty, courting death!"

A few elite demons could no longer hold back.

With a command, they dashed towards Zhang Beixing, darkening the sky.

Their fangs bared, eyes filled with murderous intent.

Their stance seemed to want to tear him apart alive.

However, facing forces many times his own.

Zhang Beixing stood tall, full of confidence.

"Petty tricks, and you dare show off in front of me?"

He spoke coldly, with contempt for everything.

The next second, a scene made everyone gape in astonishment.

Buzz——

An aura a hundred times more terrifying than the Holy See exploded on the battlefield.

Purple-black light descended from the sky.

Myriad flashes of lightning rumbled in.

The earth trembled, mountains lost their color.

Wherever it passed, everything turned to nothingness.

"Soul Devouring Secret Technique Fifth Layer... All Spirits Bow Down!"

Zhang Beixing slowly raised his hand, a terrifying force gathering at his fingertip.

Around him, purple-black light flickered, like hellfire burning.

Countless elite demons were engulfed by this force before they could react.

Turned to dust, not even bones remained.

"This... how is this possible..."

Talons widened his eyes, incredulous at the scene before him.

He never imagined Zhang Beixing’s strength could be this overwhelming.

Even an army of tens of thousands of demons was just a joke before him.

"Hmph, that’s all there is."

Zhang Beixing chuckled coldly, standing with his hands behind his back.

The killing intent around him grew even denser.

"Talons, if you have more tricks, just use them."

"I wonder how long your Demon Race can struggle!"

His words were provocative and arrogant.

As if victory was assured, he saw the Demon Race as nothing.

"You wretch, don’t be arrogant!"

Talons was furious, eyes burning red.

"Today, I will show you the true power of our Demon Race!"

Before he finished, he let out a long howl to the sky.

In the next instant, an even more terrifying aura exploded on the battlefield.

Black flames burned fiercely.

The earth trembled under this power, weather changed.

"Demon Race Forbidden Technique... Summoning of Ten Thousand Demons!"

As Talons roared, huge figures emerged from the void.

Behold... the army of ten thousand demon ancestors!

"Hahaha, Zhang Beixing, how long can you remain arrogant?"

Talons laughed maniacally, pointing at the young man opposite.

"Today, I’ll ensure you die with no burial place!"

"Is that so? Then let’s see."

Facing the overwhelming demon army, Zhang Beixing stood unafraid.

Instead, he showed a confident smile, killing intent intensified.

"Persuasion System, what do you think?"

He secretly consulted the system, his tone calm.

[Host, the forbidden technique of the Demon Race is indeed formidable.]

[But with your current strength, you should be able to handle it.]

The Persuasion System pondered, giving an assessment.

[However, I suggest you remain cautious.]

[After all, the enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, their trump card might not be fully revealed.]

"Don’t worry, I’m well aware of my limits."

Zhang Beixing nodded, full of confidence.

"Mere ants, not worthy of my full effort."

He finished, slowly raising his hand.

Countless purple-black lights flickered once again at his fingertips.

"Soul Devouring Secret Technique Sixth Layer... Devour Millions!"

With a shout, power erupted instantly.

Thousands of light pillars shot at the demon army.

In an instant, ten thousand demon ancestors were completely devoured.

Not a trace remained.

"How... how is this possible..."

Talons’ eyes widened, incredulous at the scene.

His body trembled uncontrollably, face as pale as paper.

"How could this kid’s strength be so overpowering?"

"Could the rumored Soul Devourer truly kill gods, slay buddhas?"

Inner fear spread bit by bit.

The surrounding demon soldiers were terrified, scattering like fleeing specters.

Kneeling, begging for mercy, dared not resist.

"Hmph, scared already?"

Looking down on the ants below, his disdain was clear.

"I said, you are not worthy to be my opponent."

"Now, isn’t it time to fulfill the bet?"

Changing his tone, he suddenly looked towards Talons.