Chapter 492: The Death of the Seventh King's Hall, The Lord of Thunder's Surprise!
Those figures all carried the same aura—identical fluctuations of demonic energy.
Clearly, these were true bodies of the Seventh King's Hall, not mere afterimages or illusions.
The Lord of Thunder cast a cold glance at the Seventh King's Hall, who had used such a technique. His figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.
"Boom!"
The moment the Lord of Thunder disappeared, thunder resounded in the distance.
Lin Fan and the others looked over and saw a bolt of lightning appear in front of one black shadow as if by teleportation, blasting it apart with a punch. In the next instant, the lightning reappeared before another shadow.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Lightning flickered, and the speed displayed by the Lord of Thunder was beyond description. The dozen or so shadows had barely moved far before they were all shattered!
"Pfft!"
As the final shadow exploded under the Lord of Thunder's punch, the real Seventh King's Hall was blasted backward, coughing up black blood.
"Trying to escape in front of me... have you lost your mind?" the Lord of Thunder said coldly, gazing at the battered and miserable Seventh King's Hall. A chilling killing intent surged within his thunderous eyes.
As his voice fell, the Lord of Thunder clenched his hand, and the skies above surged with endless lightning. It condensed into a thunder seal nearly a thousand feet wide, radiating an immensely violent energy.
"Boom!"
The moment the seal formed, it descended with terrifying destructive power, smashing down toward the Seventh King's Hall. The land beneath instantly collapsed into a deep chasm.
The Seventh King's Hall's expression changed as he watched the seal descend. Demonic energy surged around him in a desperate effort to resist the thunder seal. But under its pressure, his demonic defenses grew increasingly fragile.
The seal drew closer and closer. The Seventh King's Hall gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with vicious light.
"Boom!"
Just as the thunder seal was about to crush him, the space behind the Seventh King suddenly split open, revealing a massive fissure a thousand feet wide.
From within the fissure, a colossal demonic hand shot out and forcibly blocked the descending thunder seal, even slapping it away.
At that moment, a black vortex suddenly appeared in the space to the side of the Seventh King's Hall. The vortex spun rapidly and swallowed him whole.
This swirling vortex was like a prison, trapping the Seventh King and rotating violently. A terrifying devouring force surged in from all directions!
Without question, this was Lin Fan making his move.
The Seventh King's Hall had just been seriously injured by the Lord of Thunder and had barely resisted the thunder seal. He was already at the brink of exhaustion.
Seeing what he thought was backup arrive, his guard was lowered—and Lin Fan wasn't about to miss such an opportunity.
"Ahhh!"
The devouring force surged inward, its violent pull tearing apart the Seventh King's demonic body. Agonizing screams echoed across the skies.
Atop that giant demonic hand stood a figure with hands clasped behind his back.
He had just rescued the Seventh King from the Lord of Thunder, but in the blink of an eye, the latter was again on the verge of death. His face darkened, and he slammed his demonic palm toward Lin Fan with fierce force.
"Fifth King's Hall?" The Lord of Thunder narrowed his thunder eyes at the demonic figure that had appeared, a ripple finally flashing through them. "I've been looking for a fight with you!"
As the words fell, the Lord of Thunder transformed into a streak of lightning and appeared between Lin Fan and the Fifth King's Hall. Lightning crackled as he punched out at the massive demonic palm.
"Boom!"
Fist and palm collided, releasing a deafening shockwave that shook the heavens and earth!
Even the aftermath of their clash turned the ground into a terrifying abyss.
The space around them twisted and even shattered.
However, the fierce battle between the Lord of Thunder and the Fifth King's Hall had no impact on Lin Fan.
At that moment, Lin Fan flicked his ten fingers, sending ten beams of devouring light shooting from his fingertips, piercing toward the Seventh King's Hall.
Still struggling against the devouring vortex, the Seventh King hadn't even reacted when the light beams struck him, forming a net that bound him tightly.
At the same time, Lin Fan unleashed the full power of the devouring vortex, twisting and consuming with unstoppable force!
The bound Seventh King struggled less and less. Then, with a final scream, his demonic body was completely torn apart, reduced to fragments by the devouring power—only his wretched scream lingered in the air.
"Whoosh!"
As his body was torn apart, the demonic spirit of the Seventh King burst forth as a streak of black light, fleeing desperately as he cried out, "Fifth King's Hall, save me!"
The Fifth King wanted to help, but the Lord of Thunder kept him tightly entangled, giving him no chance to break free.
At that moment, another devouring vortex silently appeared in the path of the fleeing demonic spirit. With a whoosh, it swallowed him whole.
A demonic spirit without its body was as fragile as a human soul without a body. In the blink of an eye, the vortex completely shredded it into nothingness.
Then the vortex slowly faded, and the space returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that even with his intervention the Seventh King couldn't be saved, the Fifth King's Hall's face turned grim, his killing intent toward Lin Fan becoming almost tangible. With a roar, he endured a strike from the Lord of Thunder and teleported to Lin Fan's side. A black demonic palm smashed down toward Lin Fan's head.
"Trying to kill someone right in front of me?!"
The Lord of Thunder erupted in fury. With a flash, he appeared behind the Fifth King, clenching his hand to form a thousand-foot lightning spear, which he hurled with devastating force.
"Buzz!"
But just then, space distorted, and Lin Fan's figure silently vanished, causing the Fifth King's attack to miss completely.
"Zzt!"
Not only that, the Lord of Thunder's lightning spear struck the Fifth King squarely.
Seeing Lin Fan escape, the Lord of Thunder's eyes flashed with killing intent. He threw another punch, and the sky filled with thunder. A ten-thousand-foot thunder lion formed, carrying terrifying force as it roared toward the Fifth King, aiming to severely wound or even kill him!
"You just wait! This time, in the war of worlds, our Demonic Race will take over this plane. None of you will escape!"
Knowing the situation was hopeless, the Fifth King roared, flinging his sleeve. A massive demonic lotus bloomed, blocking the thunder lion. Then his figure retreated into the spatial rift and vanished completely as the demonic energy dissipated.
The Lord of Thunder stared at the place where the Fifth King had vanished, then flicked his finger. A thin streak of lightning shot through space, disappearing silently.
Only after this did he turn toward Lin Fan, gazing at him intently. After a long pause, he finally said with surprise, "You must be the Lin Fan that the Flame Master mentioned. This battle today... really caught me off guard."
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