Chapter 1126: Killing Power

Liszt had already locked onto the Slaughter King's position using his soul power. The moment the Slaughter King appeared among the undead warriors, Liszt's location unexpectedly swapped with the King's. The Slaughter King remained completely oblivious that the true danger had already targeted him.

As expected, the instant their positions swapped, the Slaughter King felt an unknown, peculiar force violently tearing at his meridians and flesh within his bloodstream. Unbeknownst to him, this was the Undead Domain, which Liszt had long since solidified.

The invisible undead power permeated the Slaughter King's flesh the very moment their positions exchanged. This power was inherently subservient to Liszt's soul essence, allowing him to manipulate it freely. Once these undead energies surged into the Slaughter King's bloodline, Liszt issued a series of subsequent commands, causing the Slaughter King immense and unbearable torment.

Since the Slaughter King lacked sufficiently powerful means to quickly eradicate these interfering undead elements from his body, his only recourse was to endure the intense pain, letting out anguished roars, while constantly searching for an opportunity to swiftly eliminate Liszt.

He soon realized, however, that the undead's influence on him was far more profound than he had imagined. Regardless of the cultivation techniques he employed to cleanse his meridians, he found himself unable to completely eliminate the effects brought on by the undead power.

"Hahaha, weren't you quite arrogant? You even dared to flip me off, young man? Today, I'll make you understand the true cost of underestimating an opponent! In a conflict between individuals of our level, dismissing your adversary is the most fundamental mistake.

I had assumed that all eight of you Heavenly Kings were the peak existences in the Western Regions of Yingzhou Continent, incapable of making such a basic error. Had you been even slightly wary of me, my methods wouldn't have been able to bind you. But now, it's far too late. I will reveal my unparalleled power to you."

Indeed, the moment Liszt finished speaking, the twin wings of the Wind Demonic Dragon unfurled from his back without warning. He ascended effortlessly into the air, and incredibly powerful wind attribute vortices began to rapidly coalesce before him, then launched a furious assault on the Slaughter King below, whose movements were severely impaired.

Each wind attribute vortex inflicted unimaginable, life-destroying effects on the Slaughter King. Once they locked onto his body, these vortices not only further propelled the chaotic movement of the undead elements within him but also caused devastating damage to his skin and body surface.

Little did he know that these wind currents, after locking onto their target, would transform into the sharpest daggers. What appeared to be a mere vortex would, upon contact with the Slaughter King's flesh, become an incredibly brutal torment, as if countless steel blades were relentlessly cutting through his skin and meridians.

The Slaughter King felt unprecedented pain, but he had no idea how to counter such methods. He finally began to regret underestimating Liszt, the man before him. Alas, there is no medicine for regret in this world; he had already fallen into the trap Liszt had woven, and there was no possibility of turning the tide in the short term.

Liszt began to savor the fruits of his victory, not rushing to completely annihilate the Slaughter King immediately. He intended for his opponent to truly grasp the vast disparity in their power.

Indeed, in the very next moment, Liszt began to condense the immense wind attribute Demonic Dragon power within his palm, transforming it into a towering, penetrating wind-elemental sword beam that cleaved downwards towards the Slaughter King's body.

In just a single exchange, all the Slaughter King's pride was utterly crushed by Liszt's incredibly fierce attack. He finally realized that he held not even the slightest advantage in strength over his opponent.

Under these circumstances, facing Liszt with such a dismissive attitude, this outcome was undoubtedly his own undoing.

"Brother, do you dare release me? Let's fight fair and square! If this is how this battle ends, I swear I won't let you off even as a ghost! This isn't my true strength at all. Do you dare give me a chance to confront you directly? I'll show you the true power of us, the Eight Heavenly Kings!"

Liszt burst into laughter, lit another cigar, and gazed down at the already ensnared Slaughter King with a perfectly condescending expression.

"Can't you think before you speak, fellow? When did I ever claim to be a righteous gentleman? From the day I embarked on my cultivation path, I told myself never to trust an opponent's glib words. You are already in my grasp; how could I possibly release you only to invite more trouble for myself?

You and I are mortal enemies; no other relationship between us is possible. To be frank, today, only one lineage, either the Emperor Soul Battle Group or the Glory Battle Group, will remain in this world. Today marks the day your Emperor Soul Battle Group will be utterly forgotten by this continent.

Our two sides have always been locked in a fight to the death. Therefore, your only task now is to state your last words. If I'm in a good mood, I might even relay them to someone in the Emperor Soul Battle Group."

The Slaughter King refused to suffer such humiliation. Gritting his teeth, his eyes bulging, he let out a furious, unwilling roar. He then began frantically mobilizing all the profound power he had accumulated over years of cultivation within his meridians, hoping to launch a desperate counterattack at the last moment and break through this unique obstruction.

However, Liszt's subsequent action utterly extinguished the Slaughter King's last flicker of confidence. "Heh, are you still thinking of breaking free? I'm sorry, but your idea is quite naive. I will absolutely not allow you to escape from the palm of my hand."

The moment Liszt finished speaking, he began to gather his powerful wind attribute attack for a second time. This time, however, he utilized the wind attribute vortex to condense an incredibly intricate wind-elemental magic array.

The instant this magic array perfectly formed, the void around the Slaughter King was shattered and torn apart by the powerful wind attribute Demonic Dragon force. This level of power had already surpassed the Slaughter King's limit of endurance.

He finally understood that today was likely the day he would perish here. No miracle could possibly occur, because each of the Eight Heavenly Kings had their own designated opponent.

And this Liszt, who had initially seemed to be the weakest among the Glory Dragon Cavalry Battle Group, unexpectedly possessed such terrifying strength and profound power. There was no chance they would receive any support.