Chapter 1008: Bitter Battle

The Fear Heavenly King was like a Yaksha in Buddhism, with jet-black skin, eight arms spread out in a fan shape, wielding knives, spears, swords, clubs, halberds, and rings. His two original hands were clenched into fists.

His left and right heads had eyes like copper bells, wide mouths, and high noses, making him extremely ferocious.

Enhanced by the formation, his power was amplified to a certain extent, making the Fear Heavenly King, who already possessed demigod-level combat power, extremely terrifying. The mere aura he exuded made the resolute Fu Qingyang and the Devil Eye Heavenly King feel a slight suffocation.

Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible to kill the Fear Heavenly King without paying a price.

Therefore, the Devil Eye Heavenly King hoped that Fu Qingyang would take the lead. After all, Master Qian was not the Lord of the Sun and not an object of his sworn allegiance. At worst, he would praise him as a hero, and after eighteen years, he could train a new account and level up again.

Fu Qingyang had the same idea.

He even formulated two simple tactics in his mind. The first was a war of attrition: the Ancient War God had high defense and health, but his stamina was not endless. If the Devil Eye Heavenly King could withstand the Fear Heavenly King head-on, he could rely on the power of the "Slicing" rule to continuously output damage to the enemy.

In the barren desert devoid of living beings, the Ancient War God's bloodthirsty rage could not be unleashed, and the Fear Heavenly King would surely die.

Of course, the weaker Devil Eye Heavenly King would die first.

The Devil Eye Heavenly King, obsessed with cleansing the world, could contribute to the Lawful faction and die a worthy death.

The second tactic was a quick victory. Both sides would throw their trump cards at each other in a short period of time, using up their strongest output abilities in one go, to see who would have the last laugh.

This tactic relied on luck, unless they knew each other well. However, Fu Qingyang did not know how many trump cards the Fear Heavenly King had.

In silence, the two looked at each other with "You may bravely face death" gazes. After a few seconds, Fu Qingyang coldly said:

"Then let's go together!"

"Just what I wanted!"

After saying that, the Devil Eye Heavenly King grabbed a ten-foot-tall black statue from his inventory.

The statue stood on a black dragon, holding a snow-white leg bone in its hand, wearing an emperor-like robe. Its face was blurred, but it had an indescribable profound temperament, like an abyss, immeasurable.

In front of the statue stood a beast-skin drum.

The leg bone in the statue's hand fell, striking the drum surface.

"Dong!"

As the awe-inspiring drum sound spread, dark clouds rolled in the sky, covering a hundred miles around, forming a boundary where wind and rain intersected, and lightning flashed and thundered.

A Rule-class item: Rain Master Drumming Statue.

This item was reforged from the "Rain Master Statue" and "Kui Ox Drum" of the Water God Palace Grand Elder among the Nine Elders.

The biggest function of this Rule-class item was to create a home field suitable for the Rain Master to fight in, suppressing opponents of the same level. The Devil Eye Heavenly King was not a Rain Master and could not utilize endless torrential rain.

However, the drum sound and wind and rain had the effect of deterring the mind, breeding plagues, and repelling the spiritual power of other classes, which could greatly weaken the Fear Heavenly King.

"Whirr!"

Torrential rain poured down, and bean-sized raindrops fell on the Fear Heavenly King's majestic body, splashing up misty rain, extinguishing his strong aura.

At the same time, the Fear Heavenly King's chest rose and fell sharply, and his nostrils exhaled hot air.

He was sick! ….

The Fear Heavenly King raised his eyebrows and said in a thick nasal voice:

"It's a bit like that old guy from the Water God Palace's 'Rain Master Statue.' How do you have this item?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and "whooshed" out a cloud of thick fog. The white fog surged like a tide, first covering him, blocking the Devil Eye Heavenly King's "sight," obscuring Fu Qingyang's lock, and spreading in all directions.

The thick fog rose up in a very short time, covering the sky and the earth, with a tendency to cover the entire instance.

For the Fear Heavenly King, it was easy to release thick fog to cover a city.

Thick fog was one of the most terrifying skills of the Bewitching Fiend. It could teleport, vaporize, and shield perception. In the thick fog, the Fog Master and the Ancient War God could easily kill enemies of the same level.

However, thick fog was also easy to counter, as long as there was wind, strong enough wind.

The Devil Eye Heavenly King unhesitatingly manipulated the "Rain Master Drumming Statue" to stir up a gale, causing the rain in the entire world to sway.

The gale swept the thick fog into it, blowing it into the sky.

As soon as the thick fog was blown away, the Devil Eye saw the Fear Heavenly King's scarlet eyes reflected in his field of vision. The opponent had teleported in front of him using the fog.

Without thinking, the Devil Eye Heavenly King's vertical eye moved, reflecting the Fear Heavenly King's figure, and suddenly shot out a golden beam.

At such a close distance, he was confident in controlling the Fear Heavenly King.

However, the always-victorious Bewitching Eye failed this time.

The Fear Heavenly King seemed to have predicted his attack, suddenly crouching down, avoiding the beam of light, and then puffing out his cheeks, "poof" spitting out a sword qi, blinding the Devil Eye Heavenly King's vertical eye.

The Devil Eye Heavenly King felt a pain in his forehead, and warm liquid flowed down his face.

Seizing this opportunity, the Fear Heavenly King's peacock-like eight arms suddenly closed, and knives, spears, swords, and halberds attacked the Devil Eye from different directions and angles.

The Devil Eye Heavenly King stretched out his eight arms, holding weapons to block.

The sound of "ding ding dang dang" ended in a second, and the weapons conjured by the Devil Eye Heavenly King exploded into light debris.

In the next second, a long knife pierced his chest, a long sword stabbed in from under his ribs, a long club smashed his shoulder, a halberd split off four arms on his left side, and a long spear pierced his abdomen, lifting him into the air.

The Fear Heavenly King was, after all, a demigod-level combatant. In a head-on confrontation, the Devil Eye could not even withstand one round.

The Devil Eye Heavenly King let out a painful roar, and pairs of golden-red, strange vertical eyes suddenly cracked open on his body surface.

At the same time, Fu Qingyang in the distance took a step forward and quickly slashed out two swords.

The sword light escaped into the void and disappeared.

Puff! The Fear Heavenly King's Achilles tendons suddenly cracked, revealing neat cuts.

The Slicing strike that had been upgraded to a Rule, even if predicted in advance, could not be avoided and would inevitably hit!

The Fear Heavenly King's majestic body inevitably fell to the ground. He seemed to have foreseen the enemy's attack again. At the moment of falling, he actively dispersed the weapons he was holding, supporting the ground with eight arms, like the legs of an arthropod, and dodged nimbly, actually avoiding the golden-red beams of light like magic orbs.

Fu Qingyang's bright black eyes reflected the Fear Heavenly King's figure. He seemed to have locked onto something and slashed out a sword.

A "bang" exploded from one of the Fear Heavenly King's palms, and a bronze disc engraved with a star map shattered into pieces. This hand should have been holding a Vajra ring. ….

The Fear Heavenly King's eyes narrowed.

This star chart was given to him by the Lord of the Stars, a replica of the Turtle Shell Diagram. Compared to the genuine product, the replica could only feedback crises within the next five seconds.

It did not possess the power of Rules and would be interfered with by Taiyin's secrets, but it was more than enough to deal with the Devil Eye and Fu Qingyang, who did not possess secret abilities.

He didn't expect to be discovered so quickly by Fu Qingyang and destroyed using the "Slicing" swordsmanship.

Losing the warning of the Star Chart, the Fear Heavenly King could no longer dodge the randomly firing Bewitching Eyes, standing stiffly in place, his eyes dull.

Fu Qingyang grabbed in the air with his left hand, and a four-foot sword burning with pale flames detached from the inventory and was grabbed in his left hand.

The pale flames seemed to have some kind of inertia, and the jumping of the flames was slower than ordinary flames, as if it had been adjusted to 0.5x playback speed.

This was a Level 9 Rule-class item: Two Extremes Demon Blade!

It was reforged from that flame-burning mask. The Two Extremes Demon Blade had two forms, one was the Fire Stealing Sword, and the other was the Blazing Flame Sword.

The function of the Fire Stealing Sword was to steal the target's flame, temperature, and symbolic heat.

The function of the Blazing Flame Sword was "burning" and "bursting." The body of the target that was slashed would ignite flames, regardless of whether it broke the defense or not. The flames could not be extinguished, and continuous slashing would accumulate fire spirits, causing an explosion.

Fu Qingyang thrust the long sword burning with white flames into the ground in front of him, and white flames surged out, running along the ground and turning into a straight stream, spreading to the feet of the Fear Heavenly King.

"Crack crack..." In the slight sound of ice crystals condensing, a layer of solid white frost appeared on the Fear Heavenly King's body, and a thin layer of ice covered his scarlet pupils.

He was like a drunkard who had fallen in the snowy weather, frozen solid from the inside out.

Fu Qingyang roared, "Quick battle, quick resolution!"

He didn't plan to fight a war of attrition, because his side didn't have the conditions for it at all. In a head-on confrontation, the Devil Eye couldn't even last one round.

The power gap between the two sides was too great.

After all, it was demigod-level combat power, which they, the Level 9 Rulers who controlled the Rules, could not contend with.

The Devil Eye jumped dozens of meters high, and his eight arms conjured knives, spears, swords, halberds, clubs, and rings, hammering heavily towards the Fear Heavenly King, who had turned into an ice sculpture.

Fu Qingyang then grabbed a bronze puppet and flicked his ten fingers, causing bronze puppets holding long swords to leap out of the box, their armor clanging in unison.

Fu Qingyang's eyes sharpened, and a bright red color surged on his face. Sword qi shot straight into the sky above his head, and the sword qi around him instantly soared.

The swordsman's desperate gamble, like the Night Wanderer's Howl at the Moon, was a skill that temporarily stimulated potential in exchange for a surge in power.

The swords in the hands of hundreds of bronze puppets erupted with soaring sword qi, and they unleashed hundreds of Slicing strikes containing the power of Rules towards the Fear Heavenly King.

Just then, those bronze puppets suddenly twisted their heads and looked at the Devil Eye Heavenly King in the air.

Fu Qingyang discovered that he could no longer control these puppets.

Hundreds of swords were slashed out.

But the target was not the Fear Heavenly King, but the Devil Eye.

Hundreds of sword lights escaped into the dark void, and in the next second, the Devil Eye's body disintegrated in mid-air.

"Patta patta..."

The Devil Eye Heavenly King's corpse pieces fell from the sky.

……

Earth-Sky Formation.

Xiahou Aotian, grabbing the quilt, was just about to cover Zhai Cai with it when he suddenly saw a figure emerge from the Single Transmission Knight's body. It was the Southern Faction Illusion God, wearing a black robe and with no face visible.

The Southern Faction Illusion God slightly raised his head and opened his mouth.

An invisible, terrifying sound wave spread out, sweeping across the surrounding living beings like ripples.

Shadow Roar!

Demigod-level Shadow Roar!

Even though it had been weakened by the Rising Sun, it was still not something he, an Level 8 Ruler, could withstand.

Without thinking, Xiahou Aotian unfolded the bedding and wrapped himself in it.

At the same time, he heard the miserable screams of the Palace Master of the Stop Killing Palace coming from the distance.

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ps: I'll update the misspelled words first and then correct them later.

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