Lord of All Realms

At the same time, one purple lightning bolt after another struck down from the heavens, as if he was in a devastating storm.

Nie Tian struggled to hold on.

FIZZ! FIZZ!

The Flame Dragon Armor desperately channeled his flame power and flesh aura to maintain the fiery ward.

However, the blazing ward trembled, as if it could cave at any moment.

While Nie Tian was at his wit’s end dealing with the Doom Blade’s overwhelming power, the flame spark within his flame power core, which he had received from the Divine Flame, suddenly grew active.

WHOOSH!

It generated fierce orange flames that streamed into the Flame Dragon Armor’s fiery shield, instantly igniting its might.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

The black flames that carried a lethal aura of destruction clashed with the blazing shield, giving rise to crackling sounds.

What was surprising was that the black flames that made Nie Tian increasingly anxious and insecure were suddenly contained.

At the same time, the amount of black flames and purple lightning bolts that the Doom Blade spewed suddenly decreased to a large extent.

The Doom Spirit that had been sealed inside the demonic blade also stopped letting out sharp shrieks.

No one knew what was causing this.

Even Ophelia, the owner of the demonic blade, was dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, the invisible ward confining Nie Tian vanished as soon as the sharp shrieks ceased.

Nie Tian, who had been stranded in this land of danger, finally escaped by casting Starshift.

Ophelia didn’t even seem to notice his escape.

Frowning deeply, she looked blankly at the Doom Blade in her hand.

The speed at which her Blood Essence fused into it had become very slow.

It was as it didn’t want her Blood Essence anymore.

“Why? What’s happening?” Ophelia bellowed as she attempted to establish soul communication with the Doom Spirit within the demonic blade.

Then, she received a vague message that she could only barely understood from the Doom Spirit.

Ophelia’s expression flickered violently.

According to the Doom Spirit, Nie Tian had something within his flame power core that belonged to the same species as the Doom Spirit!

Apparently, the Doom Spirit and the flame spark from the Divine Flame belonged to a special species of living beings, which was different from beings with flesh and blood.

Such beings were extremely hard to find and rejected fighting each other.

The Doom Spirit didn’t intend to fight the flame spark, just as the flame spark didn’t want to fight the Doom Spirit.

Even though the flame spark was much weaker than the Doom Spirit, both of them were subject to their innate unwillingness to fight members of their kind.

WHOOSH!

Upon escaping the black flames and purple lightning and appearing in a distant location, Nie Tian roared, clutching the shrunken Star Behemoth bone, “Life Blend!”

FIZZ!

Countless blood-colored strings flew out of him into the bone, his torrential flesh power instantly connecting to the flesh power within the bone.

He somehow heard remote thumps coming from within the bone.

Such thumps echoed his heartbeat, gradually synchronizing.

All of a sudden, Nie Tian was struck by a feeling that he had become an enormous Star Behemoth himself, and preyed on powerful beings in the depths of the starry river.

His eyes suddenly became indifferent. Instead of human emotions and aura, he now exuded a mysterious aura that was ancient and immense.

As soon as this happened, all of the powerful Demons that carried ancient Demon bloodlines, and even the dragons and the titan, felt a strong sense of danger.

The bone expanded from two meters to sixty meters long in a split second, exuding a rich flesh aura that vaguely assumed the shape of a Star Behemoth.

“Bloodline talent: Predation!”

Mysterious blood-colored patterns once again shot out from within the bone, morphing into a blood-colored net in the sky.

After the amplification of Nie Tian’s Life Blend, the net seemed to fill up the entire space between heaven and earth, leaving Ophelia no room to escape.

WHOOSH!

The orange flame spark flew out of Nie Tian to flicker in the air.

As it did, the Doom Spirit that had been sealed within the Doom Blade by some deceased Demon grand monarch acted by a deep-seated understanding of their species, and stayed out of the fight.

Without it, the mighty Doom Blade instantly lost its edge.

No matter how Ophelia called upon the demonic blade, or provided it with more Blood Essence, it didn’t show its vicious side again.

For this reason, as the heaven-blocking net descended towards Ophelia, she couldn’t resist it with her most powerful weapon.

Besides, by fusing the blade with a large amount of Blood Essence, she had weakened herself.

In desperation, she had to further stimulate her Ancestral Awakening, allowing her to grow even larger.

However, as the huge blood-colored net finally fell on her, she was still overwhelmed by a fear that had been buried in the deepest part of her memories, causing her to tremble nonstop.

For the first time, she was in despair.

The huge blood-colored net soon fully enveloped Ophelia, who was now larger than ever.

However, she started to struggle in the net, and gradually shrink down.

Such shrinking wasn’t spontaneous, but a manifestation of her rapid flesh power loss.

“The battle is over.”

A remote, formidable voice suddenly came from the Demons’ floating stronghold, rumbling through many dead realms in the vicinity.

Upon hearing it, everyone that was gathered outside the dead realm, human or outsider, felt tremendous pressure, no matter what grade or cultivation base they were at.

Countless gazes instantly fixed on the source of the voice.

“Grand Monarch Primal Demon!”

“It’s Grand Monarch Primal Demon’s voice!”

“I can’t believe he came!”

At this moment, a gigantic blood-colored axe shot out of the Demon’s floating stronghold towards the dead realm.

An intense flesh aura sea enveloped the axe, along with a sinister-looking Demon expert.

Someone recognized him, then exclaimed aloud, “Grand Monarch Blood Axe!”

That was when Grand Monarch Blood Axe’s voice echoed through the void, “We admit defeat. This duel doesn’t need to carry on anymore. The Heavenly Stellar Stream will be presented to you shortly. And our chief has agreed to accept elder Mo Heng’s challenge.”

“The Demons have admitted defeat?!”

“Ophelia lost?!”

“Ophelia actually lost the duel?!”