Chapter 311 - 179: The Demon Emperor Appears, Mountain Rain Pass in Peril

Chapter 311: Chapter 179: The Demon Emperor Appears, Mountain Rain Pass in Peril

A terrifying aura—vast, majestic, like a mountain on the verge of collapse or an ocean about to capsize—erupted without restraint.

The walls of the quiet room were instantly webbed with cracks, and the entire underground fortress seemed to tremble.

Inside the monitoring center, all energy readings for the Stargate instantly spiked to a blinding crimson, hitting peak alert levels. Piercing alarms blared through the once-silent core of the fortress.

BOOM!

The Mountain Rain King’s figure vanished from the quiet room in an instant.

In the same instant, he appeared in the open space before the massive Stargate.

The gateway, which had just been forced wide open, now churned with violent blue light, like boiling water.

The next second, ten massive figures, cloaked in world-shaking demonic auras, burst out from within.

"Mountain Rain King, die!" roared the leader, a Demon King over three meters tall with skin like cast rock, wielding a giant mallet. It was Shi Yao.

He wasted no words. His entire body’s Demon Power surged as he, along with two other King-level Great Demon Kings, formed a triangular pincer. Wielding his mallet with the force to shatter mountains, his savage attack descended like an apocalyptic flood, instantly engulfing the Mountain Rain King.

Light exploded. A torrent of energy raged uncontrollably.

The lighting throughout the underground fortress flickered erratically, disrupted by the explosive shockwave of energy.

The tremendous roar of the explosion made the eardrums of the staff in the distant observation center throb with pain, scaring them witless.

It had been far too long since they had experienced a scene so terrifying.

At the heart of the torrent, an attack powerful enough to instantly annihilate an ordinary Marquis Level expert, a figure stood firm and defiant, as unyielding as a mountain.

The Mountain Rain King threw a punch. It was simple and unadorned, yet it contained a power that bordered on a fundamental law, forcefully ripping a tear in the destructive torrent of Demon Power.

A misty, aqueous light shrouded his body. It appeared soft, yet it tenaciously blocked the violent aftershocks of the attack.

The three top-tier Great Demon Kings—Shi Yao, Profound Python, and a demon named Steel Skull—held nothing back, pouring all their strength into trying to trap and suppress the Mountain Rain King where he stood.

Their fighting style was savage and fierce, every move lethal. The very space around them groaned under the strain of their battle, tearing open into black fissures.

The violent collisions of energy created visible shockwaves that radiated outward in rings. They slammed into the fortress’s specially reinforced walls, producing deep, booming thuds like war drums.

But while these three Demon Kings frantically engaged the Mountain Rain King, the other seven figures who had burst from the Stargate acted very differently.

They scattered like phantoms, using the energy storm and the dazzling lights of battle as cover to retract their auras until they were nearly undetectable.

Fu Yan was a master of this art. With a flicker, he transformed into a wisp of faint gray smoke, hugging the deepest shadows as he crept at an unimaginable speed into the depths of the fortress’s intricate corridors.

The other six Demon Kings each displayed their own Divine Techniques. Some burrowed directly into the alloy floor, while others merged into the shimmering halos of energy...

In the blink of an eye, the seven auras—all King-level and what should have been incredibly conspicuous—vanished completely within the fortress’s vast, three-dimensional structure, as if they had never been there at all.

"Skulking cowards!" In a lull in the fierce battle, the Mountain Rain King’s powerful Perception Power swept across the core of the battlefield, and he instantly detected the disappearance of the seven powerful auras.

His expression darkened completely.

This suicidal fighting style from these three Great Demon Kings was just a ploy to create an opportunity for their companions to infiltrate and lie in wait.

Faced with the desperate, frenzied assault of three opponents of the same caliber, even someone as powerful as the Mountain Rain King was pinned down, unable to spare the attention for a large-scale, precise search.

His eyes turned cold, his movements growing more focused and swift. Each blow was immensely powerful, forcing Shi Yao and the other two demons to defend with all their might.

"Die!" The Mountain Rain King seized a fleeting opening and slammed his fist into Profound Python’s hastily raised arm.

CRACK!

A sickening crack of bone echoed.

PFFT— Profound Python coughed up a spray of purple demon blood, his massive body sent flying backward as if struck by a meteorite.

He slammed into a heavy blast door a thousand meters away. The gate, made of a special alloy that could withstand even a nuclear blast, caved inward, forming a massive dent. Torn alloy at the edges sparked wildly.

Profound Python, thrown clear across the chamber, clutched his nearly-severed arm, his face contorted in agony.

...

Above Mountain Rain Pass, energy churned like a raging sea.

The Mountain Rain King single-handedly fought the three Great Demon Kings—Shi Yao, Profound Python, and Steel Skull. Such was his might that he had them completely pinned down in one corner.

Every swing of his fists carried the immense power to tear through the void, and the heavy whoosh of their passage sounded like rolling thunder.

Shi Yao’s petrified body, as durable as a Divine Weapon, was now covered in cracks. Profound Python’s vaunted speed seemed sluggish under the influence of the Mountain Rain King’s domain. Steel Skull’s metallic demon body was dented and twisted from the savage force of the blows.

The Mountain Rain King’s gaze was like fire, his assault a ferocious tempest. Each of his strikes was powerful enough to severely wound, or even kill, an ordinary Great Demon King.

However, not only were these three demons formidable even among the King-level ranks, but they also coordinated seamlessly.

Shi Yao, fearless and defiant, took the front line, weathering the Mountain Rain King’s attacks at the cost of grievous injuries.

Profound Python moved like a phantom, launching cunning sneak attacks in the brief lulls between the Mountain Rain King’s moves.

Meanwhile, Steel Skull kept his distance, continuously assailing the Mountain Rain King’s Primordial Spirit with high-pitched, metallic shrieks to cloud his judgment.

Although the three demons were accumulating more and more wounds, their auras weakening with every passing moment, they tenaciously maintained their formation, keeping the Mountain Rain King hopelessly entangled.

The Mountain Rain King grew solemn.

He could suppress them, even wound them severely, but killing these three well-coordinated, thick-skinned opponents in a short amount of time was next to impossible.

The faint but distinct ripples of concealment in the distance had completely vanished.

The other seven Great Demon Kings had already escaped, hiding themselves somewhere on the vast planet of Blue Star, leaving no trace behind.

A sense of helplessness and anxiety washed over the Mountain Rain King.

He could only channel the fury in his heart into his attacks, their power increasing significantly as he fought to eliminate these three obstacles as quickly as possible.