Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

"Wang Feng! You've finally arrived!"

Dean Xiao stared at the figure that had torn through space and descended upon the Bund, first stunned, then revealing a gratified smile.

Their magic was useless against that colossal wave, but his disciple—

It has broken free from the constraints of the entire magic system and is pointing directly to the power of origin.

No matter how much the Cold Moon Eyes Demon God studied human magic, he would never be able to crack Wang Feng's methods!

"Master, I'm here."

Wang Feng nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the towering waves surging in the distance.

"It's time to put an end to this farce that has lasted for several years."

After saying that, he put his hands in his beach shorts pockets and strolled leisurely toward the Bund.

...

Wang Feng stood alone at the forefront of the Bund.

The sea breeze whipped at his clothes. Before him stretched a black wave of millions of sea monsters, and behind him lay the crumbling city of the Demon Capital.

"Ah"

Wang Feng's lips curled slightly as he casually reached into the void with his right hand.

With a ripple in space, he slowly drew the ancient Tai'a sword. The moment the sword was unsheathed, the entire sea trembled.

"Since it's come to this point..."

Before he finished speaking, the void behind him suddenly distorted.

A towering, earth-shattering soul figure slowly emerged—the figure was as majestic as a mountain and as holy as the moon, and it was none other than Wang Feng himself, magnified a million times!

Soul Shadow slightly opened its eyes, and the invisible pressure caused the sea monsters in the front row to explode and die instantly.

In the hands of the Soul Shadow, the Tai'a Sword transformed into a colossal blade capable of splitting the heavens and earth; wherever its edge pointed, even the ocean waves would be deterred.

"Aren't you going to show yourself?" Wang Feng gently stroked the blade of his sword, his tone lazy yet carrying an undeniable authority. "Do you really want me to drag you all out one by one?"

However, apart from the servants, warriors, and commander-level sea monsters that came one after another, the true mastermind remained elusive.

"Heh," Wang Feng's lips curled into a slight, disdainful smile, "The heavens and earth are in turmoil!"

He suddenly swung his sword towards the sky, and the Tai'a sword drew a dazzling sword light, instantly tearing the sky apart.

From within the spatial rift, a meteorite, comparable in size to the giant beast Baxia, burst forth, its entire body ablaze with intense red light, crashing towards the sea like a final judgment.

"Rumble--"

Even before the meteorite arrived, the terrifying air pressure had already caused a huge whirlpool to form on the sea surface.

Dean Xiao, Song Qiming, and other forbidden spell masters' expressions changed drastically, as they were well aware of the meteorite's power.

"Quickly! All defensive star palaces, prepare!" Song Qiming shouted sharply, his voice filled with an unprecedented urgency.

Other forbidden spellcasters also sprang into action, layering various defensive high-level spells in front of the city's defenses.

They must do everything in their power, otherwise the aftershocks from the meteorite fall alone will be enough to destroy the entire Shanghai defense line!

The sirens' army fled like a tidal wave, but could not escape the annihilation caused by the falling meteorite.

The entire sea area was reflected as red as blood, and the seawater evaporated wildly under the terrifying heat, forming a huge whirlpool with a diameter of tens of kilometers.

The colossal wave that connected heaven and earth trembled violently, threatening to collapse at any moment.

The nine deep-sea emperors finally couldn't hold back any longer and made their move simultaneously:
The Queen of the Dead Bones unleashed a sandstorm that blotted out the sky;

The demon god Sea Skull's ghostly blue flames scorched the sky and boiled the sea;
The Bone-Dark Plague Dragon spews forth its plague-infecting breath, which corrodes all things.
The White Spider Emperor's venomous webs shrouded the sky.

The shimmering scales of the Spectral Demon King dyed the clouds with seven colors;

The Salamander Emperor unleashed a monstrous wave of poison;
The Manatee Demon rides a thousand-foot-high raging wave;

The tentacles of the Black Octopus Demon stirred the abyssal seawater.

The Cold Moon-Eyed Demon God sat atop the waves, his icy eyes radiating a chilling light that could freeze the soul.

The nine emperors joined forces, unleashing a torrent of destructive power—venom, dragon breath, death energy, and raging tides—that collided violently with the falling meteorite! "BOOM—!!!"

The two forces were locked in a stalemate, and the entire sea area was twisting and breaking apart.

Finally, the meteorite exploded with a deafening roar at an altitude of thousands of meters, turning into a rain of fire that poured down from the sky.

The violent aftershocks, carrying meteorite fragments and towering waves, swept towards Wang Feng and the Shanghai defense line.

"He does have some ability."
Wang Feng remained calm, casually swinging the Tai'a sword forward.

As the sword flashed, the colossal wave that could destroy the heavens and the earth vanished into thin air like a phantom.

The sea was deathly still.

The turbid seawater churned with the remains of countless sea monsters, yet the nine emperors still stood atop the waves.

If it weren't for this scene, no one would imagine that this place had just experienced a collision capable of destroying the world.

...

On the front lines of Shanghai, tens of thousands of mages, who were on high alert, witnessed Wang Feng effortlessly deflect the aftershocks of the meteorite. Just as their tense nerves were about to relax, nine terrifying auras suddenly rose from the direction of the East China Sea, making everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Ninety-nine emperors?! How is that possible?!" A high-level mage's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Dean Xiao's face was ashen, and he immediately shouted, "Everyone get ready! Wang Feng needs supplies!"

Before he could finish speaking, his pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints—

Behind Wang Feng, the space twisted violently, and ten moon-white spatial rifts unfolded simultaneously like blooming lotus flowers!

"Want to compare numbers?" Wang Feng's lips curled into a dangerous smile, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Then let's see who has more!"

The Four Sacred Totems were the first to step out of the spatial rift:

The Azure Dragon roams among the clouds, the Vermilion Bird flaps its wings and ignites a blazing inferno, the White Tiger roars to the sky, and the Black Tortoise guards the eight directions of the sea.

The five major totems then appeared:

Baxia, carrying towering mountains on its back, bursts forth from the sky; Xuan Snake, its scarlet tongue flicking, is surrounded by poisonous mist; Haidongqing spreads its wings that blot out the sun; Yuemohuang scatters crystal-clear, illusory scales; and Chongming Bird unfolds its wings as bright as the rising sun.

The last three to appear were particularly noteworthy:

With her black hair and golden eyes, Austin wore a tight leather outfit that revealed her stunning curves.

Apas, dressed as a maid, rubbed her slightly swollen cherry lips, but her eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

Dressed in simple clothes, Alice bears a striking resemblance to Apas, with long, golden hair that seems to come alive.

The simultaneous eruption of twelve emperor-level pressures caused even the nine sea monster emperors opposite to involuntarily take a half step back!

But this is only the beginning—

The entire surface of the East China Sea suddenly trembled violently, and the space behind Wang Feng shattered like a broken mirror.

A bottomless, pitch-black gate to the abyss of death burst open amidst a deafening roar, and death energy so dense it was almost tangible surged forth like a volcanic eruption.

After Jiuyou, he was the first to step out of the Gate of Evil Abyss. His pure imperial aura caused the air on the entire battlefield to freeze.

Immediately afterwards, the massive body of the mountain corpse slowly emerged. Although the aura it emitted was slightly inferior to that of the Nine Netherworld Queen, it still possessed an undeniable imperial-level power.

Subsequently, six deceased emperors appeared one after another:
The tyrannical demon, accompanied by countless wailing vengeful spirits, rode out on the waves;

The Lord of the Underworld, the Skeleton King, spread his sky-covering, sun-obscuring white bone wings;
The Red Skull Demon Lord was surrounded by a thick, blood-red mist;
The White Corpse King's breath caused a thick layer of ice to form on the sea surface;
The agate corpse king's jade-like bones reflected an eerie light;

The figure of the Mist Demon Commander appeared and disappeared in the gray mist.

The aura emanating from each of the deceased rulers reached the peak level of an invincible monarch!

"Fourteen emperors?" Chairman Hongwu's voice was dry and tight.

A cold light flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and a dazzling golden crack immediately tore open in the sky.

Eight figures emerged from the light—Ye Chang, Ding Yumin, Mu Ningxue, Qin Yuer, Mu Nujiao, Wang Yueqianxun, Pan Nijia, and Ande.

The auras of the twenty-two emperors/forbidden spells merged into one, completely locking onto the nine sea monster emperors above the East Sea. (End of Chapter)