Chapter 824: Sky Realm?

Boom!

As everyone discussed, a massive disturbance erupted in the Lei Hai. A beam of pitch-black demonic light shot straight into the sky, piercing a hole through the ethereal void.

Immediately, an overwhelming pressure surged forth, though it was unstable, flickering in and out, making the heavens, the Lei Hai, and the entire world seem on the verge of collapse. The thunderous roars were deafening.

"Tianjing?" Below, all eyes from the allied forces turned to Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang. His body was enveloped in rampant demonic energy, with demonic light soaring skyward, and his heterodox dharma form towering like a supreme sovereign.

"This is the sign of an impending breakthrough!" Dao Huang stared intently at the Lei Hai, his expression gravely serious.

"If he ascends to Tianjing, it will be a catastrophe for us." Dugu Ao's tone was heavy with gravity.

"He's actually breaking through the seal of Yan Huang Dao's imprint." The heroes of Yanhuang looked pale, all too aware of what Kuix Yujiang reaching Tianjing would mean. In the past, Yan Huang had forcefully suppressed the demon realm, and now, if Kuix Yujiang became a sovereign, the first to suffer would be Yan Huang's descendants.

"He's really breaking through." Ye Chen, still battling the Jiu Huang, suddenly grew extremely solemn.

"He's just a step away." Taixu Gulong remarked casually, "Their powers are evenly matched, both with peerless talents, but it seems Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang is a bit luckier—he found that sliver of opportunity."

"This is impossible! This can't be happening!" In contrast to Ye Chen and the others, Gui Wang, Tunhun Wang, Xue Wang, Yao Wang, and Wuzhou Wang all twisted their faces into expressions of savage fury at the same time.

They were all supreme kings, believing themselves invincible throughout the ages. In the past, they had vied with emperors for dominance, not because they were weaker, but because they lacked that single thread of fate. That missing opportunity had cost them the throne of sovereignty, a lifelong regret.

Yet, in their self-proclaimed invincibility, they were about to fail again, as Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang was on the verge of shattering that barrier.

Their millennia of waiting and hiding would once more go to waste. After enduring the vicissitudes of time, having cast aside everything, they were still to be swept away by the tides of history.

Boom! Rumble!

Under the watchful eyes of all, thunder poured down from the ethereal void like rain or a waterfall, bathing Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang entirely in electricity as his aura continued to soar.

Tianjing! Tianjing!

Even the peerless Demon King trembled with excitement, tears welling in his eyes.

For tens of thousands of years, he had chosen self-sealing time and again, only to face failure each time. He had watched helplessly as later generations became emperors while he hid in the dark, lightless demon realm. He was a supreme king, yet for endless ages, he had lived like a dog.

Now, after waiting for tens of thousands of years, he had finally reached this day—power that overshadowed the heavens, the ultimate glory. His resentment and regrets were gradually dissolving into smoke amid the pouring thunder.

Once more under everyone's gaze, his majestic form slowly ascended. He was just a step away, ready to confront the Tianjing thunder tribulation.

However, at that moment, a blood light carrying the power of annihilation shot toward him from one side, its force devastating everything in its path, as if it could pierce through the world itself.

This happened too suddenly and without warning. Still lost in his excitement, Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang was hit directly. His powerful demonic body was pierced, and he plummeted back down after barely rising.

"Xue Hou, how dare you ambush me!" Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang roared in fury, clenching his fist like it held the sun, moon, and stars, and struck at Xue Wang, for the attacker was indeed Xue Hou of the blood clan.

"I am the supreme sovereign!" Xue Hou's face was twisted in malice. Instead of retreating from Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang's attack, he advanced, delivering a palm strike that stirred up massive waves in the Lei Hai.

Boom!

The peak clash of the two kings nearly split the Lei Hai in half.

As Taixu Gulong had said, their strengths were equal. After the direct confrontation, both were forced back.

Zing!

A killing sword rang out sharply. No sooner had Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang steadied himself than he faced another assault from Gui Wang, whose sword strike was heaven-defying, aiming to slay him on the spot.

Begone!

Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang roared like thunder, his massive heterodox dharma form unleashing hand seals to repel Gui Wang.

But more attacks followed. Yao Wang transformed into a jiao and spat out a golden thunder beam, while Tunhun Wang and Wuzhou Wang's strikes arrived next, and even Yanluo Wang of the Underworld swung his icy war spear.

Bang! Boom! Rumble!

A series of explosions rang out. Even the peerless Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang, facing six kings of the same level alone, was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, his heterodox dharma form nearly shattering.

You bastards!

Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang bellowed in rage, yet he was still outmatched, forced to retreat under the six kings' assault.

Zing!

Shen Wang Shen Xuanfeng also joined the attack. As the god of slaughter in the night, his deadly sword even made emperors wary, let alone Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang.

Pfft!

More demonic blood sprayed. Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang narrowly dodged the fatal strike, but one of his arms was severed on the spot, vanishing into the thunder.

Chaos! Utter chaos! The entire Lei Hai descended into chaos.

Not only were the eight supreme kings battling, but there were also the nine groups of Jiu Huang—fully eighty-one emperors. This earth-shattering melee turned the heavens and earth pale.

"Clearly, Gui Wang and the others don't want Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang to reach Tianjing." Witnessing the eight kings and seventy-two emperors in turmoil, Ye Chen quickly retreated to a safe distance.

"It would be strange if they let him ascend." Taixu Gulong said casually, "Once Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang reaches Tianjing, his dao will be imprinted on the heavens and earth. Everyone here, including you and me, would be suppressed by his dao, effectively cutting off our own path to Tianjing."

"Honestly, I almost unleashed Ri Mie on Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang just now." Ye Chen coughed lightly.

"I get it." Taixu Gulong shook his head, "The only blame is on how absurd today's situation is. If anyone tried to break through to Tianjing, they'd be swarmed in the next second."

"The eight kings need a balance." Ye Chen took a deep breath, "If anyone tries to upset that balance, they'll become the target of all. Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang is a bloody example of that."

"Looks like you've got it figured out!"

"That's why I held back on Ri Mie." Ye Chen grinned, "Because there are others who want to stop Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang from reaching Tianjing even more than I do."

"Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang is done for." Taixu Gulong added, glancing up at the ethereal void, "He missed the best moment to break through. That thread of opportunity for Tianjing is gone."

Indeed, as soon as Taixu Gulong spoke, furious roars echoed through the heavens. Still under siege from the seven kings, Kuix Yujiang's entire demonic body cracked open, with demonic blood gushing out.

Ah!

Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang's roar was filled with anguish and regret. He had been just a step away from drawing the Tianjing heavenly tribulation, but in that instant, he had missed it. After lurking for tens of thousands of years, it all ended in vain.

Sigh!

Seeing Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang like this, Dao Huang and the others below couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Though they didn't want him to reach Tianjing, such a regret was still poignant.

Heh heh heh!

Only when they saw Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang had no chance for Tianjing did Gui Wang and the others cease their assault, for they were still in the Lei Hai and had to deal with the Da Chu Jiu Huang's attacks. If they pushed to kill him under that pressure, the cost would be immense.

Pfft!

Under everyone's gaze, Mo Jun Kuix Yujiang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, unsure if it was from anger or injury.

He staggered, his steps unsteady as he exited the Lei Hai. In his current state, he couldn't face the Jiu Huang. With the Tianjing opportunity slipped away, whether heaven would give him another chance was uncertain, so staying in the Lei Hai served no purpose.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

His steps were heavy, shaking the void, but his retreating figure looked desolate and forlorn. The supreme Mo Jun now had strands of silver in his long hair—he had grown old.

You wretches, a bunch of wretches!

In the grand hall of Tianxuan Men, ear-piercing curses filled the air.

Looking over, it was Donghuang Taixin, holding a whip in her hand, fuming with rage.

"Don't hold me back! Let me go whip those little bastards to death."

"Holy Master, please calm down!" Fu Ya was sprawled on the ground, clinging tightly to one of Donghuang Taixin's legs, holding on with shameless determination, dragged for over ten zhang without letting go.

"With the Shi Huang about to emerge and our merits nearly complete, I was finally going to leave this damned place, and then this happens! Wretches, scum, shameless bastards!"