The Steward Demonic Emperor – Chapter 778, Chopping Galore

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“What? The soul changed!”

 

The elder who punched the black dragon gasped and could not get away from it.

 

Zhao Dezhu cried out, “T-that’s Zhuo Fan’s dragon soul variant, Heaven Devouring Demonic Dragon King!”

 

“Correct.”

 

Zhuo Fan snickered then spewed blood, “Heaven Devouring Demonic Dragon King can take on any power for itself. Even if a Soul Harmony expert punched, it would lose most of its power. You want to smash me? Humph, think again…”

 

Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed with bloodlust and his right eye shone golden as the demonic sword vanished again.

 

It came back from the front of the elder.

 

The elder was scared to death and panicked, but nothing he did could get his fist out of the Heaven Devouring Demonic Dragon King’s black energy.

 

In the end, another wail adorned the sky as the demonic blade robbed him of his life by cutting him in two.

 

Blood fell down like rain as the creepy demonic sword returned to Zhuo Fan’s hands. It shone a blood-red light that reflected in the others’ eyes.

 

“Moreover, trapped in Heaven Devouring Demonic Dragon King, you won’t get out so easily, ha-ha-ha…”

 

Zhuo Fan’s laughter pierced their ears, making everyone shiver. The remaining five elders felt fear now, with sweat gathering on their brows.

 

That was the third one!

 

If they didn’t see it, they wouldn’t have believed it. A great Soul Harmony expert actually died at the hands of a kid not yet in the Ethereal Stage; and not just one.

 

The blade was just too strange and savage. Not even a Soul Harmony expert with his soul and body united could handle it. But what else did the kid have beside the sword? Nothing else he used could threaten them. 

 

Even so, they understood fully that sword’s power and were on high alert. Even as they all were cautious to dodge its edge, they still fell one by one.

 

This was no longer an issue with the sword, but with Zhuo Fan. He was a threat to everyone!

 

The tragic deaths of three of them had the elders admit that they were up against a dangerous enemy.

 

It wasn’t just the sword, but the wielder as well.

 

Elder Bai He squinted and shouted, “Everyone attack! No matter what it costs, we have to take the vile spawn’s head! We’ll go after the girls after we have his corpse!”

 

“Elder Bai He, his sword is too strong. Our losses will be heavy!” One elder spoke, shaken.

 

Elder Bai He shook his head and gnashed his teeth. “We don’t have a choice. The kid is too weird. If we try anything else, we won’t win. The best method is to drown him with numbers, to use superior strength on the weak. When he’s so busy fending us all off, he’ll die for sure!”

 

“But…”

 

“No buts!”

 

Elder Bai He cut him off with a flick of his hand, “We’ll only leave a hundred Ethereal Stage experts anyway. The Universal Righteous Sect can take it.”

 

Elder Bai He led the charge, but did not dare to face Zhuo Fan head on, going for the dragon soul instead, “Those with spiritual weapons, attack his body. The rest, go for his soul!”

 

“Yes, sir!”

 

Seeing an elder beginning the assault, the rest shouted and took out their souls.

 

The remaining four elders saw this and nodded. They gripped their spiritual weapons and went for Zhuo Fan as they unleashed their mighty power.

 

It was like two mountains came crumbling down. One went for Zhuo Fan and the other for the dragon soul. No matter which struck home, he would die either way.

 

However, he could not dodge because behind him were the girls…

 

“Ha-ha-ha, Zhuo Fan, you want to use yourself to shield the girls? Then I’ll walk all over your corpse and grab them!”

 

Zhao Dezhu followed Bai He closely as he shouted, “See how in fifteen minutes you’ll end up dead and ruined. And with your fall, those girls will be next. All you’ve done would be for nothing! You can’t save anyone!”

 

Zhuo Fan’s brow shook. He looked rather frail, but his eyes held a vague glint, “Oh really? Thanks for the reminder. It seems I’ll survive a while longer at least…”

 

Showing a devilish smile, Zhuo Fan made a sign.

 

Soul variant, Vaulting Dragon King!

 

Whoosh~

 

The demonic dragon withdrew its black energy and azure flames began to cover its body.

 

Elder Bai He jerked but before he could react, the azure dragon opened its maw to unleash a torrent of azure flame at the hundreds of souls around.

 

“Agh~!”

 

Wails and cries were heard all around as the wave of souls had not even reached the dragon soul and they were burning in an azure inferno. Their bodies jerked and twitched from pain.

 

The unlucky ones unable to withdraw had been burned down to nothing.

 

In a blink, dozens of Ethereal Stage experts were gone from this world.

 

Everyone gasped from shock. Even Zhao Dezhu didn’t think that the azure dragon that had been passive in Ye Lin’s fight would unleash such power. It killed so many and heavily wounded a hundred.

 

How could any of them know the chaos azure flame might be a gentle flame, weaker in a fight than a fierce flame, like Decimating Golden Flame, it still came from a sacred beast. It was only weaker in relation to that golden dragon. 

 

If you thought azure dragon was weak because of that, then what happened now was only natural.

 

Elder Bai He glared at Zhao Dezhu, as if blaming him. 

 

[Why couldn’t you report his strength sooner?]

 

How was Zhao Dezhu to know? He was only watching the fight, not participating in it. He only knew that Almighty Scarlet Dragon King was tough while the others were always on defense. 

 

Zhao Dezhu felt like crying.

 

Now he knew just how bitter Ye Lin and Zhuo Fan’s fight was. Their fight was beyond their stage, something the audience could not comprehend.

 

“The brat still had some more damn skills? Tell me everything you know already!” Elder Bai He gnashed his teeth and barked.

 

Zhao Dezhu shook his head, his eyes hazy, “There shouldn’t be any great moves left. Although he has another variant, a purple dragon, but that is used for ambushes, and it’s weak…”

 

Rumble!

 

As if on cue, purple lightning flashed in waves and crossed the inferno to strike at the hundreds of souls.

 

Dozens of more souls fell right then and dozens more withdrew with heavy wounds.

 

“Is this what you mean by a weak variant?” Elder Bai He’s face twitched and wanted to slap the kid into the hereafter.

 

Zhao Dezhu lowered his head, puzzled on the inside. 

 

[Why did Zhuo Fan look so weak when fighting Ye Lin in the Double Dragon Gathering? How is he so strong now?]

 

“Never mind. I won’t ask you who knows nothing. I’ll break his dragon soul myself!” Elder Bai He flicked his sleeve enraged, shooting for the dragon soul with the power of Soul Harmony Stage. He easily broke the purple lightning and the azure inferno.

 

“Elder Bai He, the purple dragon variant has the weakest defense.”

 

“I won’t believe a word you say. Now get lost!”

 

Zhao Dezhu’s reminder got a reprimand from Elder Bai He, making him jerk back and stay silent to stew in anger.

 

[I was only trying to help! It’s your fault if you die!]

 

At the same time, in front of Zhuo Fan, four elders wielding spiritual weapons came to take his life with their superior cultivation.

 

Zhuo Fan clashed with them as he wielded the demonic sword.

 

Elder Bai He arrived at the purple dragon and raised his fists but did not strike, looking instead at Zhuo Fan.

 

He saw Zhuo Fan’s skill back then. That Shift was insanely powerful.

 

Now that he faced four experts at full power, if he went head on, he would die even if the demonic sword ruined the spiritual weapons as the power would transfer to him and kill him on the spot. But if he shifted away, that would be the best moment for Bai He to kill his soul and end this.

 

He was afraid that he would get stuck like the other elder and end up dead.

 

To make sure this didn’t happen, Bai He stayed his hand, not wanting to give his enemy an opening to exploit.

 

Even if Zhuo Fan got to him, he could instantly flee and draw him out while the four elders would focus on the dragon soul. 

 

So no matter the choice, Zhuo Fan would die for sure. Details made a plan come together and Elder Bai He was a sharp man. That was why he chose to stay his hand, to see what Zhuo Fan would choose…

 

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