Chapter 880
Chaos Pearl
Inside the Chaos Pearl.
A row of Hongmeng treasure chests floated in the air.
Outside, the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield was still drawing life force from the Ninth Fortress, with black light falling incessantly.
The Primordial Spirit Pool of Creation revived the creatures in the city time and time again, its waters churning and chaotic light points constantly exploding.
Each time Zhao Feng is resurrected, the origin of his Chaos Pearl world is extracted.
But Zhao Feng's face remained calm.
He looked at the treasure chest in front of him, and with a thought, opened it directly.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for opening the Primordial Treasure Chest and obtaining the supreme Primordial Treasure, the Eternal Armor!]
A dark gold suit of armor landed in front of Zhao Feng.
The armor's surface was covered with ancient patterns, and as soon as it appeared, it blocked most of the Devouring Black Light within the Chaos Pearl.
Zhao Feng didn't stop and continued opening the boxes.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for opening the Primordial Treasure Chest and obtaining the supreme Primordial Treasure, the Primordial World-Suppressing Bell!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for opening the Primordial Treasure Chest and obtaining the supreme Primordial Treasure, the Wheel of Heavenly Origin!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for opening the Primordial Treasure Chest and obtaining the supreme Primordial Treasure, the Three Realms Burial Coffin!]
One by one, treasures emerged.
The bells rang loudly.
The roulette wheel spins.
The ancient coffin floats in the air, exuding a terrifying aura of burying everything.
outside world.
As Moro watched Zhao Feng sitting motionless inside the protective barrier, his irritation grew stronger.
He originally thought Zhao Feng was just putting on a brave face.
Despite the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield being drawn out for so long, and the Ninth Mighty Pass dying and coming back to life repeatedly, Zhao Feng remained firmly in the same place.
The Mantis Demon Lord couldn't help but ask, "Brother Dao, is he stalling for time?"
Moro's face darkened. "Dragging out the time? The longer we drag it out, the stronger the Devouring Yuan Shield will become! My concern is that those guys from the Immortal Alliance will come to our aid. We need to finish this quickly!"
He raised his palm and pressed it against the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield.
The thirty-three demon nests roared simultaneously, as more demonic energy poured into the protective barrier.
The demonic faces on the barrier were crowded together, and the black light became even denser.
The newly revived citizens of the city fell again.
Veins bulged on Wang Jian's forehead as he gritted his teeth and growled, "Hold on!"
The Qin warriors stood in formation.
Some people had just resurrected and hadn't even put their armor back on when they picked up their crossbows again.
Some people, whose bodies had just fully coalesced, shielded their comrades behind them.
They were afraid.
But Zhao Feng was sitting high in the sky, so they refused to kneel.
The First Emperor stood at the front of the battle, with a black dragon of energy constantly churning on the Tai'a sword.
He did not urge Zhao Feng.
He simply spread the Qin Dynasty's fortune throughout the city, shielding some of the dark light from those who had just been resurrected.
The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Houtu are all putting up a brave fight.
It's obvious to everyone that Zhao Feng is up to something.
Outside the cover.
Moro suddenly sneered, "It's nothing but a lingering existence!"
He brandished the black gun in his hand.
The Mantis Demon Lord and the Shadow Demon Lord attacked simultaneously.
The Mantis Demon Lord's six-armed bone blades slashed outside the shield, each strike channeling power into the Devouring Shield.
The black light inside the shield immediately transformed into a blade shape and slashed towards the Three Pure Ones Formation Eye.
The Shadow Demon Lord moved along the protective barrier, his shadows transforming into countless fine needles that pierced the cracks in the city's defensive array.
Click!
A corner of the outer array pattern of the Ninth Fortress finally collapsed.
A large swath of black light burst in through the gap.
Nuwa groaned, and the Map of Mountains and Rivers sank under the pressure.
The illusory image of the Ancestral Witch behind Houtu also flickered.
Wang Jian's eyes widened in fury, and he drew his sword, ready to charge forward.
The First Emperor raised his hand to stop him, "Defend the city."
Wang Jian bit his teeth until they bled, "Your subject obeys."
Just then.
Inside the Chaos Pearl, the last treasure chest was opened.
This treasure chest came from Su Ming.
When the lid was opened, all the treasures inside the Chaos Pearl trembled.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for opening the Primordial Treasure Chest and obtaining the Primordial Sacred Artifact, the Great Annihilation Primordial Spear!]
The sound faded.
A long spear appeared in front of Zhao.
The spear shaft was dark, but the spearhead had a grayish-white sheen.
The light was not dazzling, but it caused the Indestructible Armor, the Primordial World-Suppressing Bell, and the Heavenly Returning Wheel to all retreat.
Zhao Feng reached out and grasped the spear.
All the information about this spear surfaced in his mind.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear: Wielding this spear, one can attack anywhere in their mind.
The next moment, every thought in his mind unfolded before the spearhead.
Moro's brow.
The core cloud pattern of the Nine Cloud Demon Smoke Devouring Yuan Cover.
Thirty-three demon nest array eyes.
The sternum of the Mantis Demon Lord.
The hiding place of the Shadow Lord's true nature.
Everything is crystal clear.
Zhao Feng stood up.
The indestructible armor covered his entire body.
The Hongmeng Town Boundary Bell hangs overhead. When the bell rings, the black light inside the enclosure is scattered in large swathes.
The Wheel of All Heavens Returns to Origin lands behind him, drawing back the portion of the origin that had been taken away by the Devouring Origin Shield.
Thirty-three supreme treasures revolved around him, and thirty-three rays of great light pierced through the black smoke.
Moro's expression finally changed. "What did he take out?"
Zhao Feng looked up at the outside of the cover.
The two looked at each other across the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Barrier.
Just as Moro was about to activate the barrier, Zhao Feng had already moved.
He simply gripped the Great Destruction Primordial Spear and thrust it towards the direction of Moro.
The spear did not hit the barrier.
The spearhead disappeared.
The next instant, Moro's chest exploded.
His black royal robe was torn apart, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into the edge of a demon's lair behind him.
The Mantis Demon Lord and the Shadow Demon Lord froze simultaneously.
On the inner city wall, Wang Jian paused for a moment, then roared, "The Realm Lord has injured that Demon Emperor!"
Moro looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his face finally showing shock and anger. "You actually managed to hit my true form through the Devouring Yuan Shield!"
Zhao Feng raised his spear and stepped into the air, saying, "I want to kill you. This lousy barrier won't stop me."
The words fell.
The second spear thrust out.
Moro roared and blocked with his black spear.
The spearhead bypassed the black gun and appeared directly in front of his throat.
Moro suddenly tilted his head, and half of his bone crown was sliced off.
Blood spurted from behind his ear.
He finally stopped laughing.
Within the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Cover, Zhao Feng stepped into the sky, and the Heavenly Emperor Seal and Pangu's Heaven-Opening Axe flew out simultaneously, "Earthly Emperor Book, protect the city."
The Earth Emperor's Book fell, and a thick, earthy light covered the Ninth Fortress.
"The Primordial Spirit Pool of Creation, reborn."
The pool water churned, and the person who had just been drained opened their eyes again.
"The rest will follow me as I break through the barrier."
The Three Pure Ones raise their heads.
The First Emperor raised his sword.
Houtu, Nuwa, Wang Jian, and everyone else who could still move raised their weapons.
Zhao Feng raised the Great Destruction Primordial War Spear, aiming the spearhead at the core of the Nine Cloud Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield, and said, "Three breaths."
"I will only give it three breaths."
As soon as Zhao Feng finished speaking, the Nine Cloud Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Cover suddenly contracted.
The nine layers of cloud patterns on the barrier all turned towards Zhao Feng, and the densely packed demonic faces opened their mouths and roared. The Devouring Black Light condensed into nine thick chains, heading straight for his limbs and brow.
Moro pressed down on the bloody hole in his chest from outside the protective barrier; his face looked terrifyingly grim.
"Seal him off!"
The Mantis Demon Lord immediately rushed to the top of the barrier, inserting his six bony arms into the barrier and pouring all his magical power into it.
The Shadow Demon Lord dispersed into black mist, covering the gap in the outer layer of the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Shield.
The thirty-three demon nests also changed their formation.
The roar of a demon priest echoed from inside the demon's lair.
Large numbers of demons knelt inside the nest, their bodies exploding into black mist as they were forcibly sacrificed to the Devouring Shield.
The black light inside the cover surged.
On the city wall, the Qin warriors who had just stood up were forced to bend over again.
Wang Jian stomped through the city bricks and forcefully raised the battle flag, shouting, "Don't lower your heads! The Realm Lord is up there, everyone hold on!"
The soldiers gritted their teeth and looked up.
Zhao Feng stood at the highest point inside the protective barrier, his indestructible armor blocking the nine Devouring Yuan Chains.
Chains wrapped around the armor, frantically extracting its spiritual energy. The Primordial Chaos Suppression Bell tolled.
Boom!
As the first bell rang, three of the nine chains broke.
As the Wheel of Heaven Returns to Origin rotates, the spiritual energy that was drawn away flows back in the opposite direction, tearing apart a piece of the demonic mask on the barrier.
Moro's expression darkened further. "A supreme Primordial Treasure? More than one?"
The Mantis Demon Lord roared, "Where did he get so many treasures!"
Moro did not answer.
He also wanted an answer.
Zhao Feng had just been relying on the Creation Primordial Spirit Pool to wear himself down, but in the blink of an eye, he had several top-grade Primordial Treasures on his body.
What's even more troublesome is that spear.
Even through the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield, it could still injure him; this was no ordinary Primordial Treasure possessed such power.
Inside the cover.
Zhao Feng raised his left hand.
The treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens were laid out beside him.
Each treasure radiates a different kind of brilliance.
The First Emperor raised the Tai'a sword, declaring, "The destiny of Qin will follow me to slay the demons."
The ninety-nine black dragons of destiny have regrouped.
Nuwa unfolded the Map of Mountains and Rivers, sending all the resurrected people into the depths of its light.
Houtu pressed her palm to the ground.
The twelve ancestral witches pulled up all the evil energy from the earth's veins at the Ninth Pass.
The Three Pure Ones also took action, each displaying their unique abilities!
Wang Jian led the Xianqin warriors to regroup and form a battle formation.
Battle flags were raised one after another.
The cries from within the city were gradually drowned out by the war drums.
Zhao Feng did not turn around. "Sanqing, behead Zuo Yunwen."
"Father, then you will hold down the right flank."
"Houtu, cut off the demonic energy below."
"Nuwa, protect the people in the city."
"Wang Jian, hold the city walls."
Everyone moved at the same time.
The four swords of Zhuxian soared into the sky, and the four sword energies headed straight for the cloud patterns on the left side of the Nine Clouds Demon Smoke Devouring Yuan Cover.
The Tai Chi diagram unfolds, and the Yin and Yang energies block the operation of the Devouring Origin Rule.
The afterimage of the Pangu Banner trembled, and chaotic energy blasted into the gap created by the sword energy.
The First Emperor unleashed a sword strike, and the black dragon of destiny crashed into the right side of the barrier.
The twelve ancestral witches' phantoms ascended into the sky, grabbed the demonic energy roots hanging from the bottom of the barrier, and forcibly pulled them outwards.
The Nuwa Mountain and River Map protects the entire city, with spiritual patterns covering every array base within the city.
Wang Jian pointed his sword to the sky and shouted, "Release!"
The Immortal Qin warriors unleashed a volley of demon-slaying crossbow bolts.
The rain of arrows collided with the black light, exploding into a dense shower of sparks.
A single crossbow bolt is not powerful, but when a million crossbow bolts arrive simultaneously, they clear a large area of the black light above the city walls.
Zhao Feng seized this moment.
The thirty-three treasures flew out simultaneously, but do not capture the thirty-three nodes of the Nine Cloud Demonic Smoke Devouring Shield.
Moro's expression changed drastically. "Stop those treasures!"
The Mantis Demon Lord slashed with all six arms, attempting to cleave down the treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens from outside the barrier.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and swung his spear.
The spearhead appeared on the chest of the Mantis Demon Lord.
puff!
The Mantis Demon Lord's chest was pierced, and all six of his bony arms went out of control at the same time.
Zhao Feng thrust his second spear at the Shadow Demon Lord.
The Shadow Demon Lord scattered, trying to escape, but the spearhead pierced directly into the deepest part of the shadowy barrier.
A scream echoed across the battlefield.
The Shadow Demon Lord tumbled out of the black mist, half of his body ground to dust by the power of the Great Destruction.
Moro charged forward with his spear, shouting, "Zhao Feng!"
He thrust his spear outside the shield, and the power of the demonic spear penetrated the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot spear shadow that shot straight toward Zhao Feng's heart.
Zhao Feng did not dodge.
The indestructible armor withstood the spear's attack, and a large burst of flames erupted from the armor.
Zhao Feng pressed forward, his spear already piercing the core cloud pattern within the shield. "Thirty-three Heavens, lock."
All thirty-three treasures lit up simultaneously.
The rotation speed of the nine layers of cloud patterns on the Nine Cloud Demon Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield suddenly stopped.
The demonic figures roared, but the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure suppressed their power, preventing them from continuing to devour everyone's strength.
Zhao Feng held a spear in his right hand and grasped Pangu's Heaven-Opening Axe in his left, shouting, "Open the heavens!"
Pangu's axe struck the hole pierced by the spear.
boom!
A huge gap was blown open in the wall.
The black light reversed, and large sections of the demon's mask shattered.
A deafening cheer erupted from the city walls.
Mara roared and formed hand seals.
Thirty-three demon nests burned wildly, and demonic energy surged towards the breach, attempting to repair the shield.
Zhao Feng raised his hand and made a gesture.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal crashed into the gap.
The Earth Emperor's Book lifted up the entire fortress from below, blocking the Devouring Yuan Rule from affecting the people in the city.
The boundary bell of Hongmeng Town resounded continuously.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
With each chime of the bell, the gap widens by thousands of miles.
A flicker of panic finally crossed Moro's eyes.
"Treasure hunt!"
He wanted to recall the Nine Cloud Demon Smoke Devouring Yuan Cover.
But this was exactly what Zhao Feng had been waiting for.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear thrust out for the third time.
This time, the attack targets the very core of the Nine Cloud Demon Smoke Devouring Shield.
The spearhead disappeared.
The next moment, a cracking sound came from the center of the enclosure.
Nine layers of cloud patterns burst outwards from the center.
The treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens were suppressed simultaneously.
Boom!
The Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Yuan Shield exploded.
The fragments turned into black flames that scattered across the battlefield.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure flew back to Zhao Feng's side, but it trembled the moment it returned to its place.
Above the thirty-three supreme treasures, a primordial sword light condensed.
The treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens have disappeared.
Instead, a Primordial Divine Sword lay across Zhao Feng's body.
The sword has an ancient and simple design, with thirty-three major Dao patterns that light up alternately on the spine.
Zhao Feng reached out and grasped the Primordial Divine Sword.
The Pangu Axe that split the heavens hangs on the left.
The Great Destruction Primordial Spear hangs on the right side.
The Heavenly Emperor's Seal is above, the Earthly Emperor's Book is below, and the Primordial Chaos Suppressing Bell guards the four directions.
He stepped out of the shattered barrier and came before Moro.
Moro's facial muscles twitched, his rage reaching a frenzy. "Zhao Feng, you destroyed my most precious treasure! I will take the entire Ninth Fortress with you!"
Thirty-three demon nests behind him opened simultaneously.
Countless demons surged out of their lair, their demonic energy blotting out the sky.
Zhao Feng drew his sword and stepped forward, saying, "Then you'll have to get past me first."
The demon army pressed down.
After the thirty-three demon nests were opened, the battlefield descended into complete chaos.
Countless demons surged out of the lair, with abyssal dragons in front, armored demon generals behind, and a group of priests in the middle raising bone staffs and pouring demonic energy into the demon's body.
Moro's chest wound quickly closed up.
Black flames erupted from the black spear in his hand, and he forcibly incorporated the fragments of the Nine Clouds Demonic Smoke Devouring Shield from the spear tip into it.
The Mantis Demon Lord, dragging his shattered chest, stood up again. Of his six bone arms, only three remained intact, yet he still charged towards Zhao Feng.
The Shadow Demon Lord was injured at its core by the Great Destruction Primordial Spear and hid in the demonic energy, not daring to approach. It only dared to release shadow tentacles from a distance to harass the Ninth Fortress.
Zhao Feng didn't even look over there.
The Earthly Emperor's Book fell, and a thick curtain of light enveloped the majestic pass.
The shadowy tentacles crashed into it and were instantly crushed.
Nuwa immediately activated the Mountain and River Map to catch the people in the city.
Wang Jian led the Qin warriors to clear out the remaining demons that had rushed outside the city.
The Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches stabilized the front line.
Zhao Feng pushed the battlefield outside the city.
This is something everyone can see clearly.
Once Moro is dragged away from the Ninth Fortress, the city will have a chance to catch its breath.
Moro naturally noticed it too.
He unleashed a single sweeping shot, black flames pressing down across billions of miles, heading straight for the majestic city walls. "This emperor will destroy your city first!"
Zhao Feng slashed horizontally with the Primordial Divine Sword in his hand.
All thirty-three major Dao patterns lit up simultaneously.
The sword light pierced the black flames, severing Moro's spear in two.
The remaining black flames fell towards the outside of the city, but were blocked by the Earth Emperor's Book, only burning down a patch of wasteland.
Zhao Feng moved swiftly, appearing directly in front of Mo Luo. (End of Chapter)