The Steward Demonic Emperor – Chapter 753, Qilin Roar

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Roar!

 

As the huge dragon soul was right on top of him, Gu Santong perked his mouth up in one eerie smirk as he roared.

 

An image of a scarlet Qilin came out of his body. As it howled, there were scarlet shock waves spreading out.

 

As for the huge dragon soul, it faltered like it met obstacles. The scarlet ripples shock waves slammed into it, making it feel great pain with every strike and pushing it back.

 

“That’s not possible! Just by roaring he can push back the earth dragon soul us four formed?” Their eyes shaking, Heavenly Cycle Elders cried out in unison from this shocking revelation. They could not believe their eyes that this was happening, their hands shaking nonstop.

 

They felt an immense power coming at their array, to the point it wanted to tear it out.

 

They could not believe what was happening. This unbridled power came from a mere child’s howl.

 

His soul was also sending the four eerie vibes, a fear they hadn’t sensed in centuries.

 

The Qilin flexed its claws, ready to tear the sky open as it howled. Anything and everything that stood in its path was feeling the brunt of its power, plunged into hell.

 

Heavenly Cycle Elders’ brows shook, feeling feeble. None wanted to admit it, even as they knew it already. The four had met a tough opponent this time around, one that was a freak beyond them.

 

Roar!

 

Gu Santong saw the huge dragon soul just kept retreating and was on the brink of collapse. He grinned, having a nasty smile on his face as he shouted at the sky once more.

 

Boom!

 

In a split second, a red sound wave came at the huge dragon soul like a tsunami.

 

This time, the huge dragon soul barely lasted a few seconds before crumbling down to nothing.

 

Following the defeat of their combined earth dragon souls into the heavenly cycle dragon soul, the Heavenly Cycle Elders spat blood in unison. Their soul had a deep wound, evident from their ashen face. 

 

They had no time to even catch their breath as the red sound wave came straight for them.

 

“Fricking hell, what monster is this brat…”

 

The four watched as the red wave came with dumb looks. They cursed in defiance, like dying old men, before being pulverized. All that was left of them was blood sprinkled down from four “clouds”.

 

Not even their souls could withstand Gu Santong’s Qilin roar, shaking their very core and ripping it apart.

 

The dreaded red sound wave boomed in the distance and warped the space, sending shock waves everywhere.

 

Everyone was too speechless to react.

 

The four dragons of the great Tianyu’s three guardian sects, One Sword Five Dragons, had been killed by a seven year old just like that. 

 

[Holy hell, just where the hell did this freak come from?]

 

Sect Leader Xuan and his Mystical Heaven Sect were sweating. They watched the still roaring Gu Santong with blank stares.

 

Not just them, even the Demon Scheming Sect was dumbstruck at such display of raw power.

 

They never thought it possible that Steward Zhuo would call someone of such caliber, all packed neatly in a monster that was barely seven years old. They thought the kid had a high chance of winning, but not to the point of being as easy as they saw. 

 

Those were Mystical Heaven Sect’s four dragons! 

 

[Killed just like that by a kid? What’s wrong with this world?]

 

The Demon Scheming Sect experts sympathized with Mystical Heaven Sect. 

 

[What sin have they committed to suffer this father-son disaster?]

 

They all looked at Gu Santong then at Zhuo Fan, chuckling to themselves. 

 

[Thank god he’s on our side…]

 

Roar!

 

As the red sound wave faded into the horizon, Gu Santong’s bloodlust was far from quenched.

 

He spread out his arms and legs, making the scarlet glow on him flicker brighter.

 

Zhuo Fan cried out, “Oh shit, the kid is high on his win and won’t stop. Get back five more miles!”

 

Zhuo Fan was the first to get the hell out of there. The rest followed. They had no clue who Gu Santong was, but his pops should be more than clear on this. 

 

The Demon Scheming Sect team retreated again, while Mystical Heaven Sect was just too out of it to react. By the time they came to their senses, all hope was lost.

 

“Qilin soul might, Shock and Awe!”

 

Gu Santong shouted and flicked his childish hands. The red Qilin image once again came out and roared.

 

Hum~

 

A dreadful shock wave flew from Gu Santong in every direction. One could see with the naked eye how the scarlet wave was moving through the air.

 

This wave was different from before. It carried death and nothing else, like a scythe coming to reap lives. The space itself warped and threatened to crack as all that stood in its way was erased from this world, going out in a puff of dust.

 

Sect Leader Xuan and his team gasped, “Run!”

 

Mystical Heaven Sect panicked, each going every which way.

 

Alas, they were just too slow…

 

They were the closest to Gu Santong to begin with and had missed their chance in getting to a safe distance from this monster.

 

In this chaotic retreat, hundreds of people shoved, pulled, screamed, all trying to get just a little bit further.

 

Yet in a blink, the red wave caught up to them and even passed them.

 

“Agh~!”

 

The cries of pain littered the sky, losing their lives like they were no Ethereal Stage experts, but mere mortals.

 

Nothing survived, even as they used all their soul power to protect themselves. Their bodies were ashes in a blink of an eye, as for their soul, it kept being shaken until it fell apart.

 

And the enactment of this slaughter only took a few brief moments. 

 

The people watching their friends die like that were filled with shock and dread.

 

They watched as the red wave annihilated everything in its path, not even sparing a blade of grass, or a speck of dust.

 

Rumble~

 

It was doomsday. The beautiful and amazing Mystical Heaven Sect was being laid to waste with Gu Santong at its center. The worst part was, the destruction only increased. 

 

“Steward Zhuo, what do we do if the red wave comes here?” Seeing the horrors the Mystical Heaven Sect was going through, Venerable Qi spoke with fear.

 

Zhuo Fan waved his hand, “Just leave it to me.”

 

Zhuo Fan’s right eye flashed in five golden halos as he shouted, “Divine Eye of the Void’s 5th stage, Void Wall times three!”

 

Hum~

 

The space rippled and in front of them appeared three thick invisible walls. The red wave came and stopped before the walls, but not without giving them a good rattling…

 

Crack~

 

As the intense sounds echoed, everyone was on tenterhooks and fear. With a loud bang, the first wall was peeled away and the red wave moved on to the second one.

 

Everyone’s face sank, looking tensely at Zhuo Fan.

 

[Hey, uhm, Steward Zhuo, what’s with your son not knowing friend from foe? He’s coming after us as well!]

 

Zhuo Fan easily understood their fears and just stared at the second wall without replying.

 

Pff!

 

The red wave slammed into the second wall and started rattling it too, but this time, it was far weaker. With a bang, signaling its collapse, the wave came upon the third wall, but very much dimmed.

 

It struck the third wall, shaking it a little, just like in arm wrestling, none giving an inch.

 

Everyone tensely watched the scene. If Zhuo Fan’s last Void Wall couldn’t stop it, they would end up just like Mystical Heaven Sect.

 

Though they would be in a better spot, as the wave was much weaker than the one that culled their enemies…

 

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