Chapter 155: Lion Demon King Dies

As Meng Chuan and his five companions faced a fierce siege, the world entrance, spanning about two li, saw a dense influx of demon forces and Second-Heaven Demon Kings.

Countless demons raced across the ice, clinging to the city walls, using each other to ascend towards the ramparts.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!

One after another, Second-Heaven Demon Kings leaped thirty to forty zhang high, trampling over ordinary demons and using them for leverage to try and reach the inner city's ramparts.

"Stop them!" Fan Cheng roared furiously. Over twenty Godfiends united their efforts to block the demon kings and their forces.

"A'Chuan."

Liu Qiyue was deeply concerned. She could tell Meng Chuan and his comrades were in a perilous situation, but she was unable to assist directly. Five of the Third-Heaven Demon Kings specialized in domain abilities, and the "Black-Clad Spider Demoness" in particular possessed potent silk that would severely weaken Liu Qiyue's arrows. Her support from the city wall for Meng Chuan's group was therefore limited.

Her greater contribution was to slay the Second-Heaven Demon Kings.

Liu Qiyue simultaneously nocked three arrows, drawing her bow to a full circle. Phoenix flames erupted from her entire body, her divine bow and arrows similarly wreathed in the inferno. She fixed her icy gaze on the three fastest demon kings charging below.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Three streaking lights, like meteors, sliced through the air. The three Second-Heaven Demon Kings had no chance to dodge Liu Qiyue's arrows; two were instantly killed, and the third was severely wounded.

Liu Qiyue continued to fire arrow after arrow!

Aware of Liu Qiyue's presence, the demon forces had dispatched no avian demon kings among the Second-Heaven group this time. The demons understood that the divine archer Liu Qiyue was significantly more powerful than the previous divine archer, Wu Zixiu. Even if three or five Second-Heaven avian demon kings managed to take flight, they couldn't escape the pursuit range of Liu Qiyue's arrows.

"Boom." Fan Cheng swung his shield, generating a shockwave. This twenty to thirty zhang wide force enveloped the entire width of the inner city's ramparts, sweeping forward to instantly kill the three demon kings who had just reached the top. The remaining demon kings, terrified, scattered in other directions, seeking to put more distance between themselves and Fan Cheng.

Fan Cheng alone guarded the pass, an unbreakable barrier.

In other areas, other Godfiends had also split into teams to block the advance.

Yet, the number of Godfiends was ultimately limited, while the demon forces were innumerable and dense. The Godfiends' foremost duty remained to halt the demon kings. Consequently, ordinary demons surged onto the city walls from numerous points, leaping down one by one into the vast open ground between the inner and outer city gates.

"Attack."

On the outer city ramparts, soldiers launched their assault following the command.

Giant crossbow bolts shot out, piercing demons and pinning them to the snow. Yet, more demons continued their frenzied charge.

"Howl!" Many avian demons also soared heavenward. Dodging arrows and surviving the Godfiends' attacks, they flew towards the distant horizon, entering the human world. It was always difficult to completely block avian demons during any demon attack. Being mere mortal-level avian demons, Godfiends couldn't devote all their attention to them, allowing a considerable number to slip through.

The siege battle grew increasingly brutal.

The soldiers, Liu Qiyue, and all the other Godfiends exerted their utmost efforts to hold the line.

However, in the battlefield below the inner city gate, Meng Chuan and his five Godfiend comrades faced the most immense pressure.

"We must hold," Zhang Yunhu transmitted to his companions, his expression grim. "If we fail, these Third-Heaven Demon Kings will swiftly breach the pass. Junior Brother Fan and Junior Sister Liu won't be able to hold their ground either, and the entire North River Pass will fall. Hundreds of thousands will be massacred, and these demon kings and their forces will spread unchecked."

"Junior Brother Meng Chuan, you're under the most pressure. Activate a Godfiend forbidden art to endure for another ten breaths. After that, I'll use my own Godfiend forbidden art to assist you in defense!" Zhang Yunhu transmitted. "Let me know immediately if you can't hold on."

"Understood," Meng Chuan transmitted.

He understood the situation.

Under the combined siege of the Black-Clad Spider Demoness, three elite demon kings, and other demon kings, Zhang Yunhu was also struggling to defend.

To unleash greater strength, Zhang Yunhu would also need to employ a Godfiend forbidden art. Zhang Yunhu was significantly older than Meng Chuan. The older a Godfiend, the more their Godfiend body naturally deteriorated, making recovery from Dantian damage caused by a forbidden art even more challenging.

"Boom." The Lion Demon King, along with two elite demon kings, once again besieged Meng Chuan. Suddenly, without warning, a red wind billowed from the Lion Demon King's mouth.

The red wind swept past Meng Chuan.

Even the Great Sun realm's True Essence and the Vajra Body were powerless against this mysterious red wind. The wind penetrated the physical form, directly assailing the sea of consciousness. However, Meng Chuan's primordial spirit power completely repelled the intrusion.

"Die," the Lion Demon King snarled, following its gust of red wind with an immediate close-quarters axe chop.

It was highly skilled in this maneuver.

In the demon world, many powerful demon kings had fallen prey to its tactic. While some might resist its "bewitching smoke," they would still be momentarily affected. In close combat, even a fleeting impact was enough for its axe to fell an opponent.

"Now!" Meng Chuan had not only condensed his primordial spirit, but he had also reached the second layer of primordial spirit cultivation! This level of primordial spirit was stronger than that of many Marquis Godfiends, rendering this trick utterly ineffective against him.

Yet, he deliberately feigned being affected, pausing his movements momentarily.

True to his expectation, the Lion Demon King swiftly lunged with a massive axe, swinging it furiously at him.

"Boom!"

A surge of black fiendish aura suddenly erupted, an incredibly cold energy spreading several zhang in radius, enveloping the Lion Demon King who had closed in. The Lion Demon King's physical body was immensely powerful; although it felt an bone-chilling cold from the black aura, it could completely withstand it. The aura's effect on it was negligible.

"Awake now? Too late, unfortunately!" the Lion Demon King scoffed, its axe swing showing no reduction in speed.

"What!"

The Lion Demon King's expression changed. Its axe cleaved through where Meng Chuan had been, but Meng Chuan's figure had completely dissipated—it was merely an afterimage!

Meng Chuan reappeared a zhang to his left, his aura surging dramatically beyond its previous level!

"Whoosh." A flash of blade light instantly appeared before its eyes.

"How can it be so fast!"

The Lion Demon King was terrified, its soul nearly leaping out of its body. Instinctively, it immediately activated a forbidden art, desperately raising its arms to block.

But the distance between them had been too close! Meng Chuan's strike was incredibly swift. The ear-piercing shriek generated by the blade hadn't even reached the Lion Demon King's ears when the blade tip pierced its brow. Its desperately raised arms were a full chi short of blocking—in a life-and-death struggle, being a chi away from an opponent's blade was a distance too vast to bridge.

"No!" The Lion Demon King knew in that instant it had no other recourse but to pin its hopes of survival on its own skull.

Its physical body was immensely powerful, and its skull was even harder; it could effortlessly ram through a small mountain.

"Puff."

The Lion Demon King felt its brow instantly pierced, followed by a chill at the back of its skull.

Its heart utterly sank.

It understood: it had died by the hand of this human Godfiend named Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan had completely integrated his primordial spirit power into his physical body and true essence, mobilizing it with all his might. Since achieving the Vajra Body, fully deploying his primordial spirit power consumed more energy, allowing him to perform only five such moves.

In this state, his strength surged threefold! It was comparable to that of a true Marquis Godfiend.

However, he also knew that powerful demon kings like the Lion Demon King could exchange several blows even with a Marquis Godfiend.

Thus, he chose the optimal moment to strike: when the enemy was at its closest. His blade art was renowned for its astonishing speed! An incredibly swift strike from an incredibly short distance, catching the enemy completely off guard and leaving no time to react.

Furthermore, he had also activated a Godfiend forbidden art!

This strike! It had to succeed!

Therefore, he had used the "Dragon's Roar Style," which possessed the strongest penetrative power.

"Puff."

The Lion Demon King didn't even hear the "dragon's roar" of the Dragon's Roar Style before the blade tip pierced its skull at the brow, then emerged from the back of its head.

One strike, fatal!