manynovel Chapter 3303 Lesser Fullness (Unbroken Will)
Chapter 3303 Lesser Fullness (Unbroken Will)
The festive red robe that Zhou Wenlun had forcibly put on him instantly turned to ashes under the scorching heat of the black fire.
The black, resentful patterns that had been roaming wildly beneath his skin now seemed to have been summoned by a king, bursting forth and rapidly condensing and solidifying on his body, forming a set of ferocious, domineering black demonic armor that exuded overwhelming demonic power.
On the demonic armor, the howls of ten thousand ghosts were no longer chaotic resentment, but transformed into the most loyal demonic runes, protecting their new master.
"Big... senior brother..."
Hu Xiaoman stood stiffly at the top of the altar, feeling that familiar yet strange aura, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally rolled down.
She could feel it.
This is not simply demonic energy.
This is the story of the eldest brother, with his mortal body, enduring the pain of being devoured by ten thousand ghosts, and in a desperate situation, he forcefully chewed up billions of vengeful souls.
He forcibly reversed the laws of nature and cultivated the power of a "demon god"!
The eldest brother voluntarily entered the demonic path!
It's for her!
The eldest brother did it all for her!
Zhou Wenlun was filled with shock and anger, his dignity as the Heavenly Dao was being challenged like never before.
He roared, "Chen Heng, you're asking for it!"
With a wave of his hand, a bolt of golden lightning as thick as a bucket materialized out of thin air, carrying a world-destroying force, and slashed fiercely down at Chen Heng below.
"Boom!"
The lightning engulfed the black figure.
"Do not……"
Hu Xiaoman tried to stop her, but she was restrained and unable to move.
However, as the light faded, Zhou Wenlun and Hu Xiaoman's pupils suddenly contracted.
Chen Heng neither dodged nor avoided, but instead opened his mouth wide and swallowed the golden lightning containing the power of the Heavenly Dao into his stomach!
"belch--"
He let out a burp, exhaling a puff of black smoke mixed with arcs of electricity, and a ferocious and contemptuous smile appeared on his face covered with demonic patterns.
"The flavor is too bland."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Heng vanished into thin air.
The next instant, space distorted.
A black, demonic figure appeared at the top of the altar as if by teleportation, bypassing Zhou Wenlun's defenses.
A demonic hand covered in black scales, with fingertips as sharp as knives, swung with a powerful gust of wind and fiercely grabbed at the golden basin on the offering table, which contained the blood of the two people's intertwined hair.
"No!"
Zhou Wenlun's eyes were bloodshot with rage; that was the core of the Heavenly Marriage Contract, and it absolutely could not be destroyed!
He tried to stop him, but the aura of the Ghost Lord within him suddenly froze at that moment.
The devouring power emanating from Chen Heng actually had a natural suppression effect on the Ghost Lord, slowing his movements by half a beat.
Just that half-beat, "Click!"
The pure gold basin, engraved with runes, was as fragile as an eggshell in Chen Heng's clutches, and was instantly crushed to pieces.
Blood, a mixture of red and black, mingled with golden fragments, spilled across the ground.
"Om-"
The red light, which had been soaring into the sky and was about to complete the contract, dissipated instantly after losing its carrier.
The golden runes swirling in the sky let out a piercing wail before collapsing inch by inch, dissipating into a shower of light.
The marriage contract is off!
"puff--!"
The intense backlash struck Zhou Wenlun's chest like a heavy hammer.
He groaned, staggered backward, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, staring incredulously at the man he had once regarded as an ant.
Chen Heng stood in front of the offering table, blocking Hu Xiaoman's way.
At this moment, his demonic claws had already grabbed the old priest's neck, and with a gentle squeeze, the old priest's soul was scattered!
His back was as majestic as a mountain, even though his skin was constantly cracking and black demonic blood was seeping out as he forcibly absorbed too much power, soaking his demonic armor.
But he didn't turn around; instead, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice, as if polished by sandpaper:
"Little junior sister."
"I'll smash this glass of wedding wine for you."
The ghost lord within Zhou Wenlun let out a sharp, eerie cry: "Impossible!"
"This is the Body of Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon God!"
"This is an ancient forbidden physique. How could a mere mortal possibly cultivate it?"
"Quick, kill him, or he'll devour me too!"
Below the altar, the cultivators who had been kneeling on the ground were already terrified.
Looking at the figure bathed in black flames, they felt even more terrified than when facing the Heavenly Dao.
Is this the senior disciple of the Kunlun Sect?
No.
This is clearly a demon lord who just crawled out of the eighteenth level of hell!
The backlash from the interruption of the marriage contract caused Zhou Wenlun to freeze briefly, his Heavenly Dao power and Ghost Lord aura within him becoming chaotic.
Hu Xiaoman had been waiting for this moment!
"open!"
Hu Xiaoman activated the power of the celestial stone condensed in the Azure Void Pan in the sky.
A purple-gold light erupted from her body like a volcanic eruption, forcefully breaking through the restraining shackles set up by Zhou Wenlun.
The Nine Spirit Hairpin emitted a clear phoenix cry, transformed into a stream of light, and flew back into her hand, instantly growing into a purple-gold longsword.
"cut!"
The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles!
This sword strike was devoid of any frills, possessing only extreme speed and ruthlessness.
Although Zhou Wenlun was frozen, his instincts compelled him to forcefully turn his head.
"laugh!"
The sharp sword energy grazed his cheek, shaving off a lock of his sideburns and leaving a bloody mark on his pale face.
"You...all must die!"
Zhou Wenlun wiped the blood from his face, his gentle eyes now devoid of warmth, replaced by hysterical madness.
He formed hand seals and roared, "Since you don't want to live, then die!"
"Ten Thousand Ghosts Devour the Heart, Explode!"
He attempted to detonate the resentment within the remaining three individuals—Xie Ze, Chu Zhaole, and Yang Rui.
"Humph, dream on!"
Chen Heng stomped his foot suddenly.
The black fire beneath their feet transformed into three roaring black dragons, which instantly burrowed into the bodies of their three junior brothers.
He actually used himself as a catalyst to forcefully suppress the restless resentment in his junior brothers' bodies and absorbed a portion of it into himself!
"Well!"
Chen Heng groaned, and the cracks on his body widened, but he stubbornly endured it.
The pressure decreased sharply.
"puff--"
Xie Ze suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his turbid eyes instantly regained their clarity.
He struggled to his feet, looking at the chaotic battle before him and at his senior brother who had transformed into a demon god.
Although his face was covered in scars and his clothes were tattered, he still habitually smoothed his messy hair and forced a flamboyant smile:
"Ahem... Senior Brother, your look... is more handsome than mine, it's really making me jealous."
That being said, a giant scarecrow puppet had already appeared behind him.
"I never imagined that ghostly resentment could be used to create such a large and beautiful puppet. It's incredibly cool!"
"rise!"
On the other side, Chu Zhaole, despite having all four limbs severed, was unable to stand.
But his eyes were sharp as knives, and the broken bones inside his body emitted a clanging sound like swords.
"Kunlun sword cultivators would rather break than yield!"
"Physical disability does not diminish spirit!"
He absolutely cannot let his junior sister marry someone like Zhou Wenlun.
He used his own bones as a sword, his entire body enveloped in a layer of sharp sword energy, and flew into the air, directly stabbing at a golden-armored puppet that was trying to ambush Chen Heng.
"Pfft!"
The sword energy pierced through the puppet's throat!