Chapter 852
Beaten Up
Deep black flames simultaneously ignited on the demonic bodies of the six demon lords.
That was no ordinary demonic flame, but a destructive fire generated by them burning their own primordial origin.
In order to gain ten breaths, they resorted to desperate measures.
"Die!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord roared, and the blood-red river that Zhao Feng had repelled surged forth once more.
This time.
The river water was so viscous it resembled unyielding demonic blood, and within it even emerged billions of faces wailing in agony.
It was the collective resentment of all the living beings he had devoured.
The Black Abyss Demon Lord's spear transformed into a colossal black dragon that stretched across the universe, its mouth wide open, devouring all light and heat, aiming straight for Zhao Feng's heart.
The attacks from the other four demon lords followed closely behind.
Demonic blade, demonic seal, demonic claw, demonic light.
Six distinct yet destructive attacks merged together, forming a vast net that covered the entire Chaotic Wasteland, descending upon Zhao Feng.
This force is too complex and too violent.
As a result, the thirty-three layers of grotto-heavens surrounding Zhao Feng were all buzzing.
click!
The first layer of the grotto shattered the moment it came into contact with that destructive power.
Then came the second level, the third level...
The speed at which the grotto-heavens shattered was faster than the speed at which they were reborn!
Amidst the layers of protective caves, Zhao Feng's figure was continuously pushed backward by this overwhelming force.
With each step he took back, the chaotic void beneath his feet would collapse, creating a bottomless black hole.
"Hahaha! Zhao Feng! Weren't you so arrogant?"
"Let's see how long you can hold out!"
Seeing this, the Crimson Blood Demon Lord and his men launched an even more frenzied attack.
They could sense that Zhao Feng's life force was being rapidly depleted.
With just a little more force, we can completely tear his defense apart!
Thirty layers of grotto heavens.
Twenty-five layers of grotto heavens.
Twenty layers of grotto-heavens!
The grotto-heaven world guarding Zhao Feng was broken layer by layer under the relentless attacks of the six demon lords.
The destructive power was getting closer and closer to Zhao Feng's true form.
On the other side...
The demon lord, with two horns on his head and a withered face, had his eyes closed and his ten fingers moving rapidly in a strange rhythm.
His lips moved silently, uttering ancient, sinister syllables filled with an ominous aura from the very source of his soul.
As he cast the spell, his entire body began to wither and shrivel.
It was as if all the energy and spirit in my body had been drained and injected into that invisible curse.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Time seemed to stretch on endlessly.
Zhao Feng continued to suffer defeats.
Although the 840 million Hongmeng universes within his body were operating wildly, providing endless power, the speed at which the cave world was being repaired could not keep up with the speed at which it was being destroyed.
When only the last ten layers of the grotto-heaven world guarding him remained.
The Blood River of the Crimson Blood Demon Lord had already surged towards him.
"Now!"
A ferocious light erupted from the Crimson Blood Demon Lord's eyes.
He exchanged a glance with the other demon lords and immediately unleashed an even stronger attack!
boom!
The final ten layers of the grotto-heaven world shattered instantly in the face of this desperate, all-or-nothing power!
The defenses of the Thirty-Three Heavens have been completely breached!
The attacks of the six demon lords landed squarely on Zhao Feng.
puff!
Zhao Feng's body shuddered violently, and a mouthful of golden divine blood spurted out.
He was blasted backward by the immense force and crashed into a chaotic spatial current.
"Success!"
He's injured!
The six demon lords were greatly encouraged.
however.
Before they could give chase, a terrifying aura that sent shivers down their spines had already quietly taken shape.
Ten breaths, that's it!
The withered demon lord suddenly opened his eyes.
His eye sockets no longer contained eyeballs; only two bottomless black holes remained.
He stretched out his withered, brittle fingers, pointing in the direction where Zhao Feng had been blasted away, and uttered two words.
"Death!"
hum!
An invisible, colorless, and intangible force, yet containing all the negative emotions in the world, instantly transcended the distance of time and space and entered Zhao Feng's brow.
The Seven Emotions Curse of Death!
The curse technique has been activated!
Crimson Blood Demon Lord and the others stared intently at the spatial turbulence.
Even a powerful expert at the seventh level of the Primordial Chaos Realm would suffer a complete collapse of their soul and be doomed if struck by the Seven Emotions Curse.
Zhao Feng is doomed!
The Seven Emotions Death Curse is not a direct energy impact.
The moment it invaded Zhao Feng's brow, everything outside seemed to disappear.
The edge of the universe, a demon lord, and carnage...
All the scenery receded like the tide.
Zhao Feng found himself standing in an endless expanse of darkness.
Then, the first glimmer of light appeared in the darkness.
That was joy.
Ultimate joy.
He seemed to see himself attaining eternity, and to see the Qin Realm becoming the sole ruler of all the heavens and myriad worlds.
He saw that all his old friends were safe and sound, and that their cultivation had reached the heavens.
An unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his soul, almost making him want to drown in it and abandon all thought.
But the light vanished in the next instant.
An overwhelming surge of anger welled up inside me.
He witnessed his relatives and friends being tortured and murdered.
I witnessed the fall of the Ninth Fortress.
He witnessed the First Emperor, Ye Fan, and others turn to ashes before his very eyes.
His violent killing intent nearly overwhelmed his reason, making him want nothing more than to destroy everything in front of him.
Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire.
Seven emotions, amplified billions of times, transformed into seven completely different worlds, which took turns playing out within his soul.
Every world is terrifyingly real.
Every scene precisely pierced the softest or most vulnerable part of his soul.
This is the terrifying aspect of the Seven Emotions Death Curse.
It does not kill your physical body, but only your spiritual heart.
Once one falls into this state, their soul will disintegrate, turning them into a walking corpse, never to be reborn.
……
outside world.
Under the watchful eyes of the six demon lords, Zhao Feng, who had just been blasted into the spatial turbulence, suddenly froze.
The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, becoming empty and blank.
It was like a puppet that had lost its soul.
His aura was also weakening at an alarming rate.
"Hahaha! It's done!"
"His soul has been dragged into the Seven Emotions Hell by the curse and is being worn down!"
Upon seeing this, the Crimson Blood Demon Lord couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Kill him!"
"Strike while the iron is hot! We can't give him any chance to turn the tables!"
The Black Abyss Demon Lord was the most composed.
He roared, and the black spear in his hand once again burst forth with dazzling demonic light, charging towards Zhao Feng first.
The other five demon lords also reacted, activating their respective demonic treasures to launch fatal attacks.
They want to completely blast Zhao Feng's physical body into cosmic dust!
Without the protection of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Zhao Feng's physical body was directly exposed to the attacks of the six Demon Lords.
clang!
The Black Abyss Demon Lord's spear was the first to pierce Zhao Feng's chest.
The spear tip struck the skin with a metallic clang, but it only penetrated less than half an inch before refusing to go any further. "What?"
The Demon Lord of the Black Abyss was greatly alarmed.
His single shot was enough to pierce through any expert at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm.
But when the needle struck Zhao Feng, it couldn't even completely break through his protective divine light.
What exactly is this physical body made of?
Before he could even be shocked.
The attacks from the other five demon lords had already landed on Zhao Feng.
The blood-red demonic blade left a deep, bone-revealing wound on his back.
The pitch-black demonic seal slammed into his head, causing his skull to crack slightly.
The corrosive magic light scorched half of his body, leaving it charred black.
Although Zhao Feng's physical body was abnormally strong, he was still covered in wounds and had his blood splattered everywhere under the relentless attack of six equally powerful experts.
The golden blood stood out starkly against the dark backdrop of the universe.
Even so, Zhao Feng remained like an unfeeling statue, silently floating in place, unresponsive to anything around him.
His soul is still trapped in the hell of the seven emotions.
"Continue the attack!"
"No matter how strong his physical body is, there are limits!"
"I refuse to believe he can hold out forever!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord, acting like a madman, slashed at Zhao Feng's body with his blood-red blade again and again.
Every cut draws blood, every cut penetrates to the bone.
Under the siege of the six demon lords, Zhao Feng's body was like a small boat in a storm, teetering on the brink of collapse.
It felt as if it would shatter completely at any moment.
On the walls of the Ninth Fortress, Ye Fan and the others who witnessed this scene were all terrified.
"Brother Zhao!"
Ye Fan couldn't wait to rush out and fight alongside Zhao Feng.
But he knew he couldn't.
With his strength, rushing out would only make him cannon fodder, and he might even become a burden to Zhao Feng.
"Lord of the Realm..."
The First Emperor, the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and others also had extremely solemn expressions.
All they could do was pray.
We pray that Zhao Feng can pull through this ordeal.
……
boom!
Another round of ferocious attacks ensued.
Zhao Feng's body could no longer withstand the force and he was blasted backward by a tremendous force, crashing into and shattering a huge, long-dead star.
The gravel and dust completely obscured his figure.
"do you died?"
One of the demon lords stopped, panting, and asked uncertainly.
The continuous high-intensity attacks also took a heavy toll on them.
"He should be dead..."
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord licked his chapped lips. "Having been afflicted by the Seven Emotions Curse and then besieged by us like this, his physical body should have shattered long ago."
"Let's go take a look."
The Black Abyss Demon Lord, carrying a long spear, cautiously approached the star ruins.
The other five people followed.
They needed to see Zhao Feng's death with their own eyes before they could feel at ease.
Passing through the pervasive dust.
They saw Zhao Feng's body.
He lay quietly on a huge meteorite fragment, covered in blood, his breath extremely weak, and the rise and fall of his chest almost stopped.
It seems like it's really not going to work.
The six demon lords exchanged glances, and in each other's eyes they saw a sense of relief and joy.
Won!
The six of them, at the cost of severely damaging their own essence, finally managed to wear down the monster to death!
"Just in case, completely refine his body!"
A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the Black Abyss Demon Lord.
He raised his spear, and at its tip, a point of pure destructive power, enough to annihilate everything, condensed, and aimed it at Zhao Feng's head.
Once that shot lands, no matter how powerful he is, he will have no chance of survival.
however.
Just as the tip of his spear was about to fall.
The "corpse," whose eyes had been tightly closed, suddenly opened them.
What kind of eyes were those?
Gone is the previous emptiness and bewilderment; in its place is a tranquility even more profound than the deepest reaches of space.
The Seven Emotions Curse of Death?
For an being that possesses 840 million primordial universes within its body, and each universe is simultaneously undergoing creation, birth, death, and reincarnation, how much turmoil can mere illusions of the seven emotions and six desires stir up?
The moment the spell was activated, it was suppressed by the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force within his body.
They turned it into an invasion "hell" and directly suppressed and refined it.
The reason he didn't react and let the other party attack was simply that he was using the power of the six demon lords to temper his physical body.
For a physical body at the fourth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm, advancing to the next level is incredibly difficult.
Ordinary attacks have long been ineffective against him.
Only the relentless attacks of these six powerful beings at the sixth level of the Primordial Chaos Realm could leave such "perfect" wounds on his indestructible body.
Every tear in the skin, every fracture in the bones, is reorganized and healed with even greater strength under the immense vitality provided by the 840 million Hong G Meng Universe.
Destruction precedes construction; this is the essence of the principle.
Now, his physical body has been tempered almost completely.
It's time to close the net.
"you……"
The Black Abyss Demon Lord's pupils suddenly contracted, and intense fear welled up from the depths of his heart.
He tried to draw his gun and retreat.
But his body seemed frozen, unable to move.
It's not that he doesn't want to move.
Rather, Zhao Feng's gaze had completely locked onto him.
That invisible pressure was even more terrifying than when the seven demon lords joined forces!
"Thank you all for helping me temper my physical body."
Zhao Feng slowly stood up from the meteorite fragments.
Under the horrified gaze of the six demon lords, his wounds healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Those deep, bone-revealing wounds disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the new skin was even more radiant than before, even shimmering with a faint, precious glow.
His aura, which had been somewhat scattered due to the siege, became solid and weighty again.
It's even stronger than before!
"Now, it's my turn."
Zhao Feng's voice was flat, revealing no emotion.
But to the ears of the six demon lords, it was no less than a death knell.
"run!"
The Crimson Blood Demon Lord was the first to react. Terrified, he turned around and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, fleeing deeper into the desolate edge of the universe without a second thought.
installed!
That bastard, he was faking it from beginning to end!
He was not affected by the curse at all!
He's just playing them for a fool!
The other five demon lords were also terrified, losing all semblance of their former authority, and scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing frantically in different directions.
He couldn't even care about the weakness caused by burning his own essence; he only regretted that he didn't have two more legs.
"Want to run?"
Zhao Feng shook his head. "Do you think you can escape from me?"
He didn't chase after anyone else.
Their gazes remained fixed on the Black Abyss Demon Lord from beginning to end.
"Didn't you want to kill me?"
"I'm standing right here. Come and kill me." (End of Chapter)