Chapter 5407 of Order of the Dragon King: Demon Fairy
Golden spiritual energy coalesced into a giant fist in his hand, smashing towards Zhao Mu with devastating force.
Before the fist reached him, the intense pressure made it difficult for Zhao Mu to breathe.
Zhao Mu’s face darkened, and he hurriedly mobilized the soul mist around his body to form a giant soul shield.
“Bang!”
The fist slammed into the soul shield with a deafening roar.
The soul shield instantly cracked, and Zhao Mu was thrown back repeatedly, the black mist characteristic of soul bodies emitting from the corners of his mouth.
“Impossible! How can your spiritual power be so strong?”
Zhao Mu roared in disbelief.
He could feel that Fan Tianyou’s spiritual power was not only powerful but also filled with a sacred aura, which had a strong suppressive effect on the soul body.
“Because you are too weak!”
The same questions and answers were heard from Zhao Mu and Fan Tianyou!
Fan Tianyou landed and attacked again, his Golden Sky Divine Fists one after another, each deadly.
The golden fist shadows rushed towards Zhao Mu like a tide, forcing him back.
An unprecedented fear surged through Zhao Mu’s heart.
He thought Han Lie had reached the limit of the younger generation’s abilities, and he never thought Fan Tianyou would be this strong.
He wanted to repeat his old trick and use his soul body’s speed to launch a sneak attack, but Fan Tianyou’s perception was far superior to Han Lie’s. No matter which direction he attacked from, he would be detected first.
“The third move of the Golden Sky Divine Fist – Golden Thunder Shattering Soul!”
Fan Tianyou roared, and his golden spiritual power suddenly mixed with a burst of lightning, condensing into a giant lightning fist, smashing towards Zhao Mu.
This blow was not only extremely powerful, but the lightning also dealt fatal damage to his soul body.
Zhao Mu knew he couldn’t fight back, so he could only use all his strength to gather one last soul shield.
“Crack!”
The soul shield shattered instantly, and the lightning fist struck Zhao Mu.
He let out a loud scream, and his soul vanished like a piece of burning paper, leaving only a wisp of black mist, which was quickly burned away by the lightning.
“Great!”
Cheers erupted from the mountainside, even louder than before. The cultivators brandished their weapons, their faces twisted with joy and despair.
“Fan Tianyou is amazing! He crushed Zhao Mu’s soul with just one blow!”
“Second place in the Martial Rank truly deserves its reputation! Now let’s see how demon cultivators can hold back their arrogance!”
“Kill all the demonic cultivators and take back the Divine Capital!”
Wu Hao looked at Fan Tianyou, who stood quietly on the battlefield, tears welling in his eyes. “Tianyou, you’re so great! The Divine Kingdom thanks you!”
Zi Yuan also smiled in relief, her heart finally at ease.
Han Lie, with a face full of admiration, bowed to Fan Tianyou, “Brother Fan, your strength is unmatched. I, Han, am ashamed to say that I am inferior to you.”
The laughter in the demon cultivators’ camp suddenly stopped. The Soul Devourer’s expression darkened, a murderous glint flashing in his hollow eyes.
He didn’t expect to find such a powerful figure among the younger generation of the Sixth Heaven Realm, which only made his plan even more challenging.
Fan Tianyou stared at the Soul Devourer, a cold glint in his eyes. “Soul Devourer, it’s your turn next!”
After Fan Tianyou finished speaking, the battlefield fell silent.
Everyone’s eyes were on the Soul Devourer, waiting for the start of the ultimate battle.
However, Soul Devourer suddenly sneered, his laughter as sharp as a broken gong, filled with contempt.
“You naughty brat, how dare you act so impudently in front of me?”
The Soul Devourer sat on the lion’s head, staring at Fan Tianyou, its hollow eyes filled with mockery. “You’re not worthy of my attack, so let my men toy with you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure slowly emerged from the ranks of the demonic cultivators.
The figure, dressed in a purple gauze dress, had an extremely beautiful face, yet exuded a bewitching aura. In her hand, she held a jet-black flute. This figure was none other than the formidable general of the Soul Devourer, Demonic Music Fairy Su Mei.