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Chapter 702 The Armor Appears!
When that bolt of lightning that tore through the sky, accompanied by destructive power, descended from the heavens.

Time seemed to have frozen.

That was no ordinary lightning, but a divine spear of punishment, imbued with the might of divine retribution and terrifying internal force, powerful enough to cleanse the world.

The dazzling flash of lightning is not fleeting.

Instead, it flowed continuously through the thick, inky clouds, converging on the bone spear, and finally transformed into a massive, blazing white sword that stretched across the heavens and earth. With an irresistible force, it slammed down upon the majestic tree that had supported the Yaoshui Kingdom's faith for a thousand years!

"boom--!!!!"

The moment of impact was not a simple loud noise, but a deafening explosion that silenced heaven and earth.

The crown of the divine tree, when touched by lightning, did not burn, but was instead cut as if by countless invisible blades, turning into dust that shimmered with light and mixed with the torrential rain, scattering everywhere.

The destruction proceeded faster than anyone could have imagined.

The blazing white electric snakes, carrying terrifying power, surged wildly, coiled, and gnawed along the thick, dragon-spine-like tree trunk.

The bark, harder than steel, cracked inch by inch, spewing out scorching wood chips.

The destructive force spread rapidly along the tree trunk, and wherever it passed, the towering trees crumbled like sandcastles, leaving only a trail of glittering light and charred fragments, pointing directly to the intricate root system deep in the earth.

Amidst this apocalyptic scene, a strange change suddenly occurs at the base of the sacred tree!

Suddenly!

An energy sphere with a diameter of over ten zhang suddenly formed!

It was not a gentle ball of light, but an energy sphere filled with violent vortexes of energy and with golden-red flames flowing on its surface.

Like a miniature sun!
The moment the sphere appeared, the surrounding space groaned under its strain; light distorted, raindrops evaporated, as if even this world could not contain its existence.

This move is the ultimate killing punch of the "Great Demon Subduing Fist" –

World Annihilation Demon Subduing Explosion!
"Om-!"

The energy sphere trembled violently, and a golden-red energy beam, condensed to its extreme and several meters in diameter, surged upwards like a heaven-shattering spear thrown by a sleeping ancient god!

Wherever the beam of light passed, the rain was completely vaporized, and the air was ionized to produce a pungent ozone smell, heading straight towards the destructive lightning spear that was still pressing down!

Two energies, each representing extreme destructive power, collided violently in mid-air!
There was no sound—or rather, the sound was so loud that it exceeded the limits of what the eardrums could receive.

Everyone's hearing was forcibly taken away at that moment, leaving only their souls trembling in the silent roar.

Next came the ultimate outpouring of light.

The collision point seemed to give birth to a second sun, with endless light and heat bursting and spreading wildly.

Yaoshui City, which was originally shrouded in dark clouds and night, was suddenly as bright as day!

The shadows of the buildings were completely erased, and everyone's pupils were filled with a blinding white light. Only pure light remained in their vision, as if the whole world had been purified and devoured by this light.

Then came the belated, soul-shattering roar.

“Boom, boom, boom—!!!”

The sound was not like thunder, but more like the collapse of Mount Buzhou and the overflowing of the Milky Way, a groan of the entire world's foundations being shaken.

The tangible sound waves swept outwards like a tsunami!

Within Yaoshui City, countless relatively sturdy stone walls cracked in the sonic boom, not to mention the ordinary bamboo and wooden houses.

The earth began to tremble violently.

It was no ordinary earthquake, but rather like a primordial beast that had been sleeping deep within the earth turning over.

The solid ground became like a turbulent sea, violently heaving and twisting.

Deep, bottomless cracks, several feet wide, spread and tore wildly across the earth like giant black pythons.

The bamboo and wood houses, like children's building blocks, collapsed in large swaths. Fortunately, the material was relatively light, and most of the people had been evacuated to relatively open areas, thus avoiding devastating casualties.

The demon army's ferocious beasts stood upright in terror, and the cavalrymen were thrown off into the mud; the people of Yaoshui Kingdom lay prostrate on the ground, clinging tightly to anything that could hold them in place, feeling their own insignificance and helplessness amidst the violent jolts.

This apocalyptic scene lasted for what seemed like a century, yet also appeared to be only a fleeting moment.

Suddenly——

The golden-red pillar of light that had been shooting upwards against the heavens seemed to be suddenly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and vanished abruptly without warning.

Along with the massive energy sphere below, it vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The ultimate light in the world vanished in an instant, and darkness surged back like a tide, greedily devouring every inch of land.

The previously muffled sound of the pouring rain once again took over, but it sounded particularly harsh and cold.

People's vision is temporarily blinded after being stimulated by strong light, and they can only see colorful patches of light and shadow.

As they rubbed their eyes, struggling to adjust to the sudden darkness and finally seeing their surroundings clearly, an indescribable fear washed over them like ice water.

The symbol of Yaoshui City, the divine tree that supported heaven and earth... has disappeared.

Where the divine tree once stood, only a huge, smoky pit remains, along with a charred, broken, and less than two zhang tall thick tree stump at the bottom of the pit, like a desperate finger pointing to the sky.

In the sky, a mixture of cold rain and endless, fine wood shavings drifted down.

They were once part of the sacred tree, but now they seem like cold paper money offered by heaven and earth for this destruction.

The sawdust, carrying a faint glow, fluttered down, covering the ruins, the mud, and every distraught citizen of the Yaoshui Kingdom.

The sacred tree is the hope and faith of the Yaoshui Kingdom.

Now that the sacred tree has been destroyed, the hearts of countless citizens of Yaoshui Kingdom have instantly collapsed.

"The sacred tree... has fallen!"

"Heavens above! Our faith...our hope!"

"It's over... it's over..."

……

The mournful cries were initially sporadic, then gradually joined together, and finally merged into a desperate lament.

Countless people collapsed in the mud and water, pounding the ground and bowing their heads in the original direction of the sacred tree, tears mingling with the rain.

Their spiritual pillar collapsed completely along with the collapse of the sacred tree.

In the distance, the fiercely battling Witch Spirit and Queen Yaoshui were forcibly separated by the energy turbulence generated by this earth-shattering collision.

Queen Yaoshui hovered in mid-air, her magnificent royal robes stained with mud. She stared blankly at the empty sky and the glaring crater on the ground.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief, deep-seated grief, and a hint of wavering that she herself was unwilling to admit.

The sacred tree is not only a symbol of faith, but also one of the sources of her power.

At this moment, she could clearly feel that some kind of force holding her together was weakening.

As for Wu Ling, the black mist surrounding her thinned slightly, revealing her somewhat pale face.

For the first time, an undisguised worry surfaced in her eyes, which were always filled with indifference and cunning.

Her gaze swept rapidly across the ravaged land, and her heart sank lower and lower.

Centered on Shenmu, nearly half of Yaoshui City has been reduced to ruins.

The streets, houses, and squares that once stood there are now buried under churning mud and broken timber.

The spiderweb-like cracks on the ground were shocking, as if it had just been plowed by an invisible giant plow, revealing the scarlet soil underneath.

"The power of a single spear can be so great..."

The witch spirit felt a chill run down her spine:

"Great and wise teacher... could you..."

She didn't dare to think about it.

But she knew very well that if Liang Jin died today, she would have no reason to live alone.

The Demon Lord of Wuxu will never let her, this "traitor," go.

However, even if she dies, she must take someone down with her!

Hatred gazes once again locked onto Queen Yaoshui not far away.

The feathers on the black feather robe around Wu Ling suddenly stood on end, their edges gleaming with a cold, metallic luster, like countless black blades poised to strike.

She let out a sharp scream, her figure transforming into a black lightning bolt that distorted space, and charged at Queen Yaoshui once again, her attack even more frenzied and ruthless than before.

In the ruins of the restaurant.

In the final moments before the building collapsed, Feng Wu unleashed all the remaining spiritual power within her body, forming a pale golden shield that barely covered the trembling children and a few civilians who hadn't had time to escape.

The violent tremors and impacts nearly tore the protective shield apart, but she gritted her teeth, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth, and endured it all.

As everything gradually calmed down, Feng Wu suddenly swung her ancient bronze sword, unleashing a burst of sword energy that shredded the crumbling walls overhead into dust.

Covered in dust and exhausted, she protected the survivors, staggering to her feet from the ruins.

The sight that came into view made her instantly breathless.

The once prosperous city has been reduced to ashes, the sacred tree symbolizing hope has vanished, leaving only endless ruins, cracks, mud, and a rain of sawdust mixed with the aura of destruction.

"Is this... the power of a true strong person?"

Feng Wu murmured absentmindedly, letting the cold rain and burnt wood chips hit her face, her beautiful face filled with shock and bewilderment.

Such power was completely beyond her comprehension, even surpassing most of the ancient records she knew.

She subconsciously raised her head and looked at the sky that was still shrouded in dark clouds and demonic energy.

"Boom—!!!"

Another bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, briefly illuminating the world.

With the help of this fleeting flash of lightning, Feng Wu saw it clearly.

Beneath the thick, dark clouds and amidst the rain, a figure riding a massive demonic owl, clad in ferocious insect-shaped armor, and wielding a long, white bone spear, still hovered high above.

Wuxu Demon Lord!

He seemed like an ancient demon god, coldly looking down at the land he had personally destroyed.

"Did...he win?"

Feng Wu felt all her strength drain away, her legs went weak, and she collapsed into the cold mud.

The bronze sword clattered to the side.

Despair, like the deepest ice, instantly froze her heart, preventing even the slightest thought of struggle from arising.

"Such a powerful demon king... who in the Southern Continent can stop him? Hundreds of millions of lives, how could they be considered worthless?" She slowly raised her trembling hand and picked up the bronze sword beside her.

The sword reflected her pale and resolute face.

"Great Master..."

She called softly, a hint of longing and relief flashing in her eyes:

"The road to the underworld is long, but I'm coming to join you!"

The sharp blade turned towards her fair neck, the cold touch making her tremble slightly, but her eyes hardened.

She closed her eyes, strained her wrist, and was about to swipe down.

however!
At this critical moment, high in the sky, the Demon Lord of Wuxu, who had been silently staring at a certain place below with a furrowed brow, finally spoke again.

His voice was no longer the initial arrogance and indifference, but carried an extremely complex emotion—shock, anger, and a hint of violence that was almost tangible from the challenge to his authority!

"Great and Wise Teacher!!"

These four words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with intense resentment and disbelief!
"Truly... this is quite unexpected! You actually managed to survive three of my spears!"

"It was I who... underestimated you!"

These words were like a bucket of ice water poured into a boiling oil pan, exploding in the hearts of all the survivors!

Feng Wu's phoenix eyes suddenly widened.

The tribal leaders, who had been dejected, suddenly raised their heads.

The Great Teacher, he's actually... still alive?!
A tiny but tenacious spark of hope was rekindled amidst the deathly silence and despair.

People looked around anxiously, trying to find that familiar figure in the ruins and rain.

But the night was too deep, the rain too heavy, and the ruins too chaotic; they found nothing.

How could it be false when the Demon Lord of Wuxu spoke with his own mouth?
The Demon Lord of Wuxu's dual demonic eyes were fixed on the direction of the deep pit where the divine tree stump was located, his voice as cold as ten thousand years of ice:

"But you've probably overlooked one thing! Your so-called 'closest friend,' Wu Ling, has poured his heart and soul into crafting this demonic armor for me!"

As he finished speaking, the dark purple armor he wore, covered in strange patterns and shaped like a living worm, suddenly began to beat like a heart!

The patterns on the surface of the armor glowed with a dark light. Upon closer inspection, they were not simple carvings, but countless tiny, wriggling tentacles and suckers!
"Chichichichi——!"

With a barely audible sound, countless dark blue spikes, thinner than a hair, suddenly sprang out from the inside of the demonic armor, piercing precisely and ruthlessly into the main meridians and acupoints of the Wuxu Demon Lord's entire body!
“Uhhhhhh——!!”

The Demon Lord of Wuxu let out a long howl that was a mixture of pain and extreme pleasure.

A vast and boundless dark energy, filled with an ominous and destructive aura, was frantically injected into his body through these spikes!

This power far exceeded his own, so strong that it began to materialize, condensing into thick, inky black energy that rolled and swirled around him and the demonic owl beneath him like a living thing.

Only his double pupils became even more dazzling and terrifying in the black mist, like the only lighthouse in the abyss of hell.

The long howl created visible sound ripples that spread out in circles, briefly suppressing the thunder that filled the sky!
The surrounding raindrops burst into even finer mists under the impact of the sound waves.

Those on the ground felt as if their eardrums were being pierced by steel needles, experiencing excruciating pain. They covered their ears in agony, and those with weaker cultivation even had blood seeping from their ear canals.

The power of that single roar was terrifying!
Meanwhile, the aura emanating from the Demon Lord of Wuxu was increasing wildly at an astonishing speed!

The escalating energy fluctuations made the air on the entire battlefield thick and heavy, as if even space itself was bowing down to it.

With the support of this power that seemed capable of crushing stars, the Demon Lord of Wuxu's confidence swelled to its peak.

He felt the destructive energy surging and roaring within him, almost bursting his meridians, and a feeling of controlling everything and dominating all living beings arose spontaneously within him.

He suddenly pointed the bone spear in his hand at the sky, and his declaration, carrying overwhelming demonic power, resounded throughout the heavens and earth:
"I am God!!!"

The sound waves crashed down from the sky like a tsunami, carrying an undeniable spiritual pressure.

The remaining demon army was stunned at first, then erupted into a frenzied cheer like a tsunami. Many demon soldiers even threw away their weapons and bowed down to worship the figure in the air.

The people of Yaoshui Kingdom were completely stunned by this oppressive aura and declaration, which felt as if a deity had personally descended upon them.

The enemies who destroyed their homes and eradicated their faith are now displaying a divine power that they cannot understand or resist!

Hatred begins to twist and become corrupted in the face of an absolute power disparity.

For people, revenge is possible.

Towards God, one can only feel awe, fear, and even... submission!
"It's divine punishment...it's divine punishment!"

"We have angered the gods! That is why such a calamity has befallen us!"

"Her Majesty the Queen has made her choice! We...we should also submit!"

……

I don't know who was the first to kneel down.

Immediately afterwards, like a tide, more and more people of Yaoshui Kingdom prostrated themselves in the mud and ruins, bowing down to the Wuxu Demon Lord in the sky, chanting prayers for forgiveness.

The collapse and reconstruction of faith, under extreme circumstances, can be accomplished so quickly and cruelly.

Queen Yaoshui, who was fighting the witch spirit to the death, also clearly felt the divine power that had risen to its peak in the sky, as if it were a tangible force.

This power made her soul tremble. The power within her body, which had been shaken by the destruction of the divine tree, seemed to have found a new and stronger object of attachment under this pressure.

She abruptly deflected a vicious claw strike from the witch spirit, took a deep breath, and her voice, filled with an almost manic excitement and self-affirmation, echoed across the battlefield:
"I'm right! Did you see that?! I'm right!!"

"How can mortal power defy the heavens?! How can it disobey the gods?!"

"Submitting to the strong and following the gods is the only way for our Yaoshui Kingdom to survive! My choice is the most correct one!"

Her beautiful eyes glared fiercely at the witch spirit, who was attacking relentlessly as if possessed, then turned towards the deep pit of the sacred tree, her voice filled with pleasure:

"And you! You fools who are out of touch with reality and try to stop a chariot with your bare hands!"

"He's destined... to die without a burial place!!!"

Wu Ling ignored her shouts and was completely unconcerned about the terrifying change in the aura of the Demon Lord of Wuxu.

In her eyes, there was only the Queen of Yaoshui, a target she was determined to kill.

Black feathers rained down on the queen, her attacks becoming increasingly fierce, a desperate, life-or-death struggle.

Today, she has long since disregarded life and death.

Just as almost all living beings in this world were either cheering wildly, surrendering in despair, or fighting to the death under the overwhelming divine power of the Demon Lord of Wuxu, as if a new order was about to be established—

Anomalies are brewing once more!
A completely different aura suddenly erupted from the deep pit of the sacred tree stump without warning!
That wasn't energy, nor was it pressure; it was... a pure and ultimate will!
The stench of blood was thick and thick! The clanging of metal against metal was deafening! It was as if the silent roars of millions of fallen heroes from an ancient battlefield were echoing!
Countless broken weapons rang out with resentful clangs! A fighting instinct that transcends the long river of time and originates from the primordial era awakens at this moment!
Clang——!!!!

A deafening roar did not originate from reality, but resounded directly into the depths of the soul of every living being!

It was as if a deity in the heavens was forging a peerless weapon capable of severing cause and effect and destroying the rules, using the stars as an anvil and the Milky Way as a hammer!

“Boom, boom, boom!!!”

Lightning struck just in time, tearing through the darkness once more and illuminating the world in a stark white light.

Everyone who still retained consciousness, whether demon, human, friend, or foe, involuntarily, with extreme fear and curiosity, turned their gaze toward the source of that aura—the deep pit left by the divine tree.

Beside the charred tree stump stood two tall figures!
The one on the left is nearly two zhang tall, covered in dark golden scales, with muscles bulging like a dragon coiled and a tiger crouching.

It was Liang Jin in his Hundred Evils form!
However, what was even more striking at this moment was the silent figure behind him!

That was a massive suit of armor!

It was half a head taller than Liang Jin, and its massive size gave people the illusion that it could support the heavens and the earth just by standing there.

Its design is not streamlined and gorgeous, but full of rough, heavy, and cruel aesthetics left by endless war and the repeated tempering and tempering of time!
The armor was made up of countless pieces of jet-black iron, varying in size and shape, riddled with scars and deep nicks. It was like a war monument forged from the wreckage of countless divine weapons!
The shoulder armor is shaped like two lifelike, glaring heads of prehistoric beasts, covered by thick armor, with two dark gold horns that curve like the moon pointing diagonally towards the sky, as if to pierce the heavens!

The most bizarre thing was the helmet! At the eye position, two scarlet lights shone in the darkness. They weren't gems, but rather the eyes of some living creature, filled with endless fighting spirit and a thirst for slaughter!

The helmet was not hollow inside, but filled with swirling black mist, and vaguely, it seemed as if countless battle spirits were struggling and roaring inside!
It stands silently, like a blood-red monument that buries endless battles and ultimately transforms into a symbol of war and death!
A terrifying will to fight, like an invisible domain, spread out from its center, actually resisting and even pushing back the "god-like" pressure of the Wuxu Demon Lord!
next moment!
To everyone's utter astonishment, Liang Jin's ferocious figure and the shadow of the massive armor behind him began to overlap and merge!
"Om-!"

The armor seemed to be instantly infused with a soul, completely awakening from its ancient slumber!

All the thick, broken armor plates moved and opened rapidly as if they were alive, making a "crackling" metallic friction sound that made your teeth ache.

The beast head on its shoulder seemed to let out a silent roar, and from the gaps in its armor plates, hot, golden-red energy veins, like magma, began to flow out!
"Clang! Clang! Thud!"

A series of heavy, crisp clicks rang out!
The massive armor components, as if they were alive, flew towards Liang Jin with precision and speed, covering every part of his body!
The breastplate is closed!

Arm armor nesting!

Leg armor covering!

Finally, the hideous beast helmet, with its churning black mist and two crimson eyes, slammed down on Liang Jin's head!
Locked! Engaged!
Perfect match!

"boom--!!!"

An aura far more ancient, purer, more domineering, and more violent than the power that the Demon Lord of Wuxu infused through his demonic armor erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for millennia!

With the addition of the armor, Liang Jin's already tall body seemed to have expanded even further!
He slightly moved his head, which was covered by heavy armor, and the two points of scarlet light behind the helmet suddenly intensified tenfold!
It was as if the gates of a lava hell had been opened, filled with boundless fighting spirit, destruction, and... the utmost contempt and trampling of the so-called "gods"!

That gaze slowly rose, piercing through the heavy rain curtain, ignoring the spatial distance, like two red-hot branding irons, fiercely imprinted on the body of the self-proclaimed "god" Wuxu Demon Lord in the high sky!

The moment he was locked onto by that gaze, even with the surge of power of the Demon Lord of Wuxu, his mind couldn't help but tighten suddenly, as if his heart had been gripped by an invisible giant hand!
"What...what a strong fighting spirit!"

He was shocked.

The will contained in that gaze seemed to want to crush him, along with his so-called "divine position," into dust and tear him to pieces!
That is the absolute belief that even if the sky were to collapse before you, you would break it with your fist; even if the earth were to crumble beneath your feet, you would tread on the bones of your enemies to move forward!
"How could his aura... possibly improve faster than mine?!"

"It's because of that armor!"

"What kind of armor is this?! Why did his strength change so drastically after he put it on?!"

"This is impossible!!"

The Demon Lord of Wuxu's double pupils contracted sharply, and the shock and a trace of barely perceptible panic in his heart spread like poisonous vines.

He originally thought that with the infusion of the magic armor, he would be able to crush everything.

But to everyone's surprise, Liang Jin also had a trump card, and it was a suit of armor with such a terrifying and ominous aura!

He pointed his bone spear sharply at the figure on the ground, a figure that seemed to be a demon god reborn, his voice sharp with shock and anger:
"What kind of armor is that?!"

"Could it be... that lowly slave Wu Ling has been hiding something, secretly crafting another magical armor for you behind my back?!"

On the ground, Liang Jin's body, completely covered in armor and resembling a steel beast, leaned slightly forward, assuming a poised and ready stance.

The golden-red energy veins on the surface of the armor flickered like breathing, emitting a heart-pounding fluctuation.

The intensity of his fighting spirit was so strong that it formed a tangible aura, repelling the surrounding rain, sawdust, and dust, creating an invisible domain.

Everyone in the city, whether demon soldiers or civilians, involuntarily retreated again, as if getting close to that figure would bring destruction.

Faced with the Demon Lord of Wuxu's questioning, a deep, hoarse voice, yet filled with boundless killing intent and battle spirit, emanated from beneath the helmet:
"Destroy—the—Battle—Armor!!!"

(End of this chapter)