In the gaze of Zhu Ziyang and the others, a massive deep blue whale nearly two hundred meters long burst from the sea. Its appearance didn't differ much from the earlier Deep Sea Demon Whale—only in size. Compared to this one, the five hundred-thousand-year Deep Sea Demon Whale from earlier was like a juvenile.
"This...!" Zhu Ziyang stared in shock at the creature. "A nine hundred-thousand-year Deep Sea Demon Whale!"
Among Deep Sea Demon Whales, every hundred-thousand-year leap in cultivation added ten meters to their length. This whale's body was over 190 meters long—approaching 200. It had definitely surpassed nine hundred thousand years of cultivation!
"How is this possible?" Xue'er and Bing'er were just as shocked. "Do Deep Sea Demon Whales really receive that much favor from heaven?"
Clearly, they were reminded of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King from ten thousand years ago—the one slain by Sea God Tang San. That so-called million-year-old beast had left a deep impression on them.
"This isn't the time to ponder such things!" Zhu Ziyang had thought of that whale king too, but he didn't bother delving deeper. "Let's deal with this Deep Sea Demon Whale King first!"
A nine hundred-thousand-year soul beast wasn't something they could defeat alone. Hearing Zhu Ziyang's shout, the soul spirits immediately understood his intent and nodded in unison.
But the Deep Sea Demon Whale King had no intention of letting them strategize. All she wanted was to kill those who had dared harm her daughter. With a furious roar, a six-pointed star array appeared above her head. A pillar of violet-gold light shot out, exuding terrifying pressure as it struck toward Zhu Ziyang's group.
Zhu Ziyang immediately countered. He swung the Stillness Fate Ending Scythe, unleashing a golden blade of extreme radiance to clash with the violet-gold light. A devastating explosion followed, boiling the surrounding sea.
At the same time, the four soul spirits—Quan'er, Xue'er, Bing'er, and Er Shuang—launched their own attacks: Yellow Springs Finger, Emperor's Sword, Ice Emperor's Pincer, and Dragon King Claw—all landed on the whale's immense body.
"Argh!" the Demon Whale King shrieked. Struck by all four attacks, she was enraged but also realized she couldn't continue in her beast form.
With a flash of purple light, her gigantic body vanished, replaced by a woman clad in regal violet robes. Her icy face and violet eyes brimmed with fury and disdain. With red lips slightly parted, she spoke coldly, "Who are you? I, the Demon Emperor, do not kill nameless weaklings."
"Demon Emperor?" Zhu Ziyang was briefly surprised this Deep Sea Demon Whale had such a title, but he didn't dwell on it. For a nine hundred-thousand-year soul beast, a title was normal. "Why waste words?"
He raised his Stillness Fate Ending Scythe and activated his third soul skill. A rain of meteors tore through the void, falling toward the Demon Emperor. The soul spirits followed suit.
The Demon Emperor's face changed. Raising both hands, she summoned a vortex of violet-gold energy that absorbed all the falling meteors into itself. Then, with a wave of her hands, she scattered the meteors like starlight toward the soul spirits.
Quan'er and Xue'er agilely dodged and closed in on the Demon Emperor. One attacked from the left, one from the right. The Demon Emperor's expression darkened as she raised her arms to block both assaults. She didn't dare underestimate them—an 800,000-year Quan'er and a 700,000-year Xue'er were top-tier beast kings, feared on land and sea alike.
She couldn't understand why such powerful beast kings would obey a mere human youth. If she could recruit them instead...
As she pondered, she forced Xue'er back with a hand, and conjured a violet-gold fin blade with the other, slashing toward Quan'er. Startled, Quan'er dodged backward.
Meanwhile, Bing'er and Er Shuang launched their own attacks. A beam of extreme cold struck the Demon Emperor's abdomen, knocking her back, while a massive glacier erupted beneath her, freezing her inside.
Trapped, the Demon Emperor was now wide open for a combo. Zhu Ziyang waited outside the fray, ready to deliver the finishing blow.
Though a 900,000-year soul beast, she still hadn't reached a million years, and while there was a gap between her and the two top soul spirits, it wasn't insurmountable. But four-on-one? No chance.
The Demon Emperor realized this too. After sustaining injuries, she began retreating, inching toward the sea. Once submerged, she would regain the advantage—or escape altogether.
In hindsight, she regretted leaving the sea. If she'd stayed submerged, these soul beast traitors wouldn't have stood a chance. A grave miscalculation!
Zhu Ziyang noticed her intent and sneered. "Trying to run? Too late!"
He released his ninth soul ring. The Stillness Fate Ending Scythe glowed gray-white, then formed a swirling gray sphere that fused with the scythe. As he flicked the weapon, the black orb floated toward the Demon Emperor.
It wobbled slowly, seeming harmless—until it abruptly expanded, engulfing her in a flash.
Stillness Fate Ending Scythe – Ninth Soul Ring: First Skill – Life-Terminating Dark Heaven!
The sphere swelled further, forcing the soul spirits to retreat. Black mist rolled outward, dying the sea in death and darkness.
After about fifteen minutes, the sphere burst. The Demon Emperor, back in her true form, lay heavily wounded, her aura feeble, her body riddled with wounds, and her once-fiery eyes filled with terror.
Life-Terminating Dark Heaven was a single-target control skill that locked the target in a space of darkness and death, draining soul power and life force. The Demon Emperor had lost nearly 70% of both. Without decades—if not centuries—of recovery, she wouldn't return to her peak.
Zhu Ziyang stepped forward with his scythe. Though her attributes didn't suit him, a 900,000-year ring was valuable enough, especially for his Heavenly Frost White Dragon King martial soul that still lacked a ring.
He signaled his four soul spirits to surround the Demon Emperor. As he approached, scythe raised, she shut her eyes in despair.
"Please… don't kill my mother!"
A blue-haired girl suddenly appeared in front of the Demon Emperor, her right shoulder bleeding. Clearly, she was the Deep Sea Demon Whale from earlier—the five hundred-thousand-year one.
Zhu Ziyang's face tensed. He didn't respond.
Because just then, the Other Shore Flower Mark on his forehead lit up. A mysterious presence had arrived.
And a voice echoed through his mind:
"For my sake… spare this beast who knows not what's good for her."
(End of Chapter)
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