Chapter 642: The Last Madness of the Extremists

In Hangzhou, the Great Angel Michael fixed his gaze upon Tang Yue.

The Chief Judge stood with overwhelming momentum. The power of her four Super-tier Level Elements surged magnificently. Her Fire Element blazed with crimson radiance, draping her like a scarlet gown. Her Shadow Element spread across the ground, where countless serpentine shadows writhed wildly. Behind her, the moon-white Star Gate of the Summoning Element flickered faintly into view, while an enormous Starlight Divine Tree stood tall as her Plant Element manifested.

Over the years, Tang Yue had progressed just as rapidly.

With Lu Jun’s abundant resources and her own relentless efforts, all four of her Elements had reached the Super-tier Level.

Although her cultivation was not as advanced as Lu Mei’s, and she was two or three years older, she was still unquestionably a genius.

Tang Yue’s Fire Element had not obtained a Heaven Seed.

Her Shadow Element, however, possessed the supreme Darkness Matter, Night Fiend, which after years of cultivation had barely reached the level of a Quasi Heaven Seed.

Her Summoning Element was likewise rather ordinary.

Only the Plant Element she awakened upon reaching the Super-tier Level was truly exceptional.

Michael dismissed everything else with utter disdain.

Completely ignoring her other Elements, he looked toward the Starlight Divine Tree and commented,

"This aura resembles the Heavenly Tribulation Flame."

"Could this be the legendary Starlight Tree capable of nurturing the Heaven and Earth Holy Spirit, the Flame Belle?"

When Lu Jun decided to recreate the Northwest, he had already transplanted the Starlight Fire Tree from the Scorching Plains of Dunhuang.

There was no helping it.

After the desert had been transformed into lush mountains and clear waters, the scorching, arid environment the Flame Belle race depended upon no longer existed.

Furthermore, he entrusted this ancient Starlight Tree to Tang Yue, allowing her to nurture it while simultaneously strengthening her Plant Element Magic.

"Arrogant!"

Tang Yue let out a cold snort and attacked.

Crimson flames instantly engulfed the ancient Starlight Tree behind her.

In an instant, the entire tree transformed into a brownish-red cosmic tree.

Every leaf, every branch, burst into flames.

The aura of her Soul Seed rose explosively.

In a single moment it reached the Heaven Seed level.

Rumble...!

The Heavenly Tribulation Starlight Tree swayed.

Ten thousand blazing meteors streaked across the heavens before crashing downward, covering hundreds of kilometers as they relentlessly bombarded Michael.

"A petty trick."

Facing the attack, the Great Angel’s golden eyes erupted with holy radiance.

The ten wings behind him unfurled as boundless sacred light surged outward, completely erasing the world-destroying meteor shower before it could descend.

"The power isn’t bad."

"So this is Fusion Magic?"

"Heretic."

After sensing it more carefully, Michael was surprised to discover that although Tang Yue was merely an ordinary Super-tier Mage at the Small Perfection stage, her combat strength had been elevated all the way to the Great Monarch level.

However he had already lost his patience.

His figure flashed forward.

Stretching out one hand, he reached directly toward Tang Yue, intending to capture her.

The gap between a Forbidden Curse Mage and a Super-tier Mage was simply too vast.

Not to mention he was a Ten-Winged Angel.

Although he had yet to reach the Sixteen-Winged realm that touched the Ruler Emperor threshold, he was already comparable to an Emperor.

Tang Yue’s expression changed drastically.

She retreated again and again, biting her lip tightly.

Finally..

She decided to use that forbidden power.

"Ancient Demon Gate, Zhulong!"

At that instant, Tang Yue activated the mark Lu Jun had deliberately left within her soul.

Divine radiance burst forth from her entire body.

Her beautiful face became solemn, dignified, and noble, like an ancient high priestess.

Above the skies of Hangzhou an enormous abyssal vortex appeared.

It was pitch black beyond measure.

A supreme aura of absolute dominance swept across the Nine Provinces, causing every Forbidden Curse Mage to tremble.

Michael’s expression changed dramatically.

At the bottom of the black abyss a pair of eyes slowly opened.

From another dimensional plane, they gazed through the tunnel of the abyss upon the city.

And upon the arrogant Great Angel standing proudly in the sky.

It was as though, within the endless darkness of the night sky, the outline of an ancient Demon God had suddenly appeared.

Its form could not be clearly seen.

Only those divine eyes, capable of piercing through time and space, were perfectly distinct.

Boundless radiance overflowed.

The dim glow of dusk intertwined with the vibrant brilliance of dawn.

The entire world seemed to freeze.

Time and Space.

Everything became motionless.

Michael’s figure, with his ten wings spread wide, was frozen within that divine radiance.

Then his ten wings shattered inch by inch.

The phantom of the Angelic Divine Embryo behind him emerged.

Struggling in terror, it let out a miserable scream before disintegrating into ashes.

The next instant half of Michael’s body turned pitch black, filled with the aura of absolute death.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His body fell helplessly from the sky like a bird with broken wings.

With a single strike, Zhulong had heavily wounded Michael, whose strength rivaled the Emperor threshold.

Such terrifying might.

This was also because Lu Jun’s resurrection had allowed Zhulong to recover a portion of its Roof Emperor power.

Crossing two entire realms to accomplish such a feat was therefore nothing extraordinary.

The divine eyes within the Black Abyss slowly closed.

They almost seemed dissatisfied.

Indeed.

Below, Tang Yue’s face had turned deathly pale.

The magical energy of all four of her Elements had nearly been completely exhausted.

Fortunately, Fusion Magic existed.

Otherwise, relying solely on her Summoning Element, she would never have been able to summon even a remote strike from Zhulong.

Looking down at Michael, who lay collapsed upon the ground, Tang Yue did not mock him.

She merely said calmly.

"A Great Angel of the Holy City?"

"What a joke."

"The times have changed."

"The power represented by Lu Jun is the true force of progress."

Michael’s face was filled with terror.

"How is this possible?!"

His entire worldview was on the verge of shattering.

He had thought that even if he could not deal with Lu Jun himself, surely he could still control his loved ones.

Yet, facing nothing more than a mere Super-tier Mage, a single moment of carelessness had resulted in him being defeated within only a few exchanges.

"Damn it!"

"Heretics!"

"You’re all heretics!"

Suddenly, Michael seemed to become completely unhinged as he roared madly.

"Heh."

"So anyone stronger than you is a heretic?"

"The Holy City certainly excels at twisting black into white."

A cold voice suddenly echoed from nearby.

Michael immediately turned toward the sound, his expression changing drastically.

Not far away, a stern and imposing man clad in black-gold armor was calmly walking toward him.

That face it was unmistakably Lu Jun.

"W-Wait..."

Michael’s face turned ashen with despair.

"Lu Jun?!"

"You actually made it here?"

"Then, what happened to the Cold Moon Eye Demon God?"

The Death Throne’s incarnation of Lu Jun sneered.

"You miscalculated."

"It only took me a short time to deal with the Cold Moon Eye Demon God."

"And now..."

"You will face my wrath."

He raised his right hand.

An overwhelming force of attraction erupted instantly, violently dragging Michael toward him.

In a miserable state, Michael was pulled directly into Lu Jun’s grasp as his throat was seized tightly.

Lu Jun said cruelly,

"I won’t let you die so easily. I’ll torture you properly."

"I’ll skin you alive. I’ll cut you into a thousand pieces."

"And that’s not all."

"I’ll make sure you die in the most agonizing way imaginable."

"I’ll completely destroy everything you believe in."

"Ghk... Ghk..."

Michael was lifted into the air by his neck.

His limbs flailed desperately as he nearly suffocated.

The Death Throne’s then ascended into the sky while carrying Michael captive.

Ignoring Tang Yue’s calls, only a strand of spiritual transmission reached her.

"I’ll handle everything."

"Rest peacefully."

"When it’s all over, we’ll meet again."

Tang Yue opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but ultimately remained silent.

She knew Lu Jun still had many urgent matters to deal with.

With a quiet sigh, she chose not to disturb him.

High in the sky, the Death Throne instantly returned to Lu Jun’s true body.

In that moment, Lu Jun learned everything that had happened.

Looking at Michael, who now resembled a dead dog, he let out a mocking laugh.

The Death Throne he had dispatched had actually arrived long ago.

However, after seeing Tang Yue invoke Zhulong, it had simply remained hidden and observed.

As expected, she had effortlessly defeated Michael herself.

Ever since Lu Jun had gained Zhulong’s acknowledgment, he had conveniently passed its imprint on to Tang Yue.

His three beloved women each possessed numerous hidden trump cards.

Anyone foolish enough to underestimate them was destined to suffer a crushing defeat.

There was only one thing he had failed to anticipate.

Despite having become this powerful, the Holy City had still irrationally dared to make its move.

Were they truly unafraid of death?

It could only be said that throughout history, whenever a dominant empire approached its inevitable decline.

It would always struggle desperately until, in its madness, it finally met its complete downfall.

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