readytorunbook Chapter 266 Destroying the Remnants of Dark Night
Chapter 266 Destroying the Remnants of Dark Night
Chapter 266 Annihilating the Remnants of Dark Night
After the loud bang, Zhuang Yu turned around sharply, his eyes blazing, and said, word by word, "They're here!" He leaped into the air and hovered there, his powerful spiritual pressure instantly enveloping the entire alliance camp.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The war drums sounded, and the dull drumbeats struck the hearts of everyone like heavy hammer blows. The alliance members who were originally celebrating their victory instantly entered a state of preparation for battle.
The clanging of swords being drawn, the humming of surging spiritual energy, and the hurried footsteps of soldiers intertwined to form a tense battle song.
Zhuang Yu's expression was cold and stern. His deep eyes swept across the area below as he said in a deep voice, "Everyone, the remaining forces of the Dark Night Demon Lord are about to launch their final attack. This is a battle to the death, and we have no way out!" His voice was powerful and resolute, carrying an undeniable authority.
The alliance members all looked up, their gazes fixed firmly on Zhuang Yu in the air. They gripped their weapons tightly, their hearts filled with fighting spirit.
The passionate young man, Xiao Wu, raised his longsword high and shouted, "For the peace of the spirit world, I swear to follow Alliance Leader Zhuang to the death!"
"We swear to follow Alliance Leader Zhuang to the death!" The deafening shouts echoed through the sky, and everyone's face was filled with a determination to die for their cause.
However, at this moment of high morale, the Dark Lord's conspiracy was quietly unfolding.
Instead of launching a direct attack, he sent his subordinates to spread rumors that Zhuang Yu was colluding with the demons and intending to overthrow the spirit world.
"How dare the leader of the Money Sect embezzle the alliance's resources!" A sharp voice suddenly rang out, shattering the alliance's unity.
The leader of the Money Sect's expression changed drastically. He pointed at the speaker and roared, "You're spouting nonsense! When have I ever embezzled any of the Alliance's supplies?"
"Hmph, caught red-handed, you still want to deny it?" the man sneered, throwing out a bag of spirit stones. "These are all evidence of your embezzlement!"
Suddenly, doubts and wavering voices emerged within the league, and cracks began to appear in the once united team.
Zhuang Yu frowned, realizing that this was a conspiracy by the Dark Night Demon Lord, aimed at sowing discord among the alliance and undermining their morale.
A suffocating atmosphere permeated the alliance; the air seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, slowly walked to the center of the crowd, his gaze sweeping over the faces filled with confusion, anger, and fear, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone..."
He had just opened his mouth when a huge rift suddenly opened in the distant sky, from which countless dark shadows surged forth, sweeping across the land like locusts.
The Dark Night Demon Lord's voice echoed in the air, cold and filled with killing intent: "Zhuang Yu, your death is near!"
Zhuang Yu looked up at the dense black shadows in the sky, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart. He suddenly turned to look at Mr. Zhuge and said, word by word, "Sir, the life and death of the alliance is in your hands!"
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, and a powerful spiritual pressure surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire area.
He surveyed his surroundings, his gaze piercing, his tone icy cold: "Gentlemen, the Dark Night Demon Lord is cunning and treacherous. He spreads rumors to sow discord among us, to make us fight each other!" He suddenly pointed at the man who had framed the leader of the Money Sect, "You, who exactly sent you?!"
The man's expression changed drastically, his eyes flickered, and he stammered, unable to speak.
Zhuang Yu snorted coldly, his spiritual power surged in his hand, and a golden light flashed. The man screamed and fell to the ground, revealing his true form, which was a pitch-black demon!
"As expected, they are spies from the demon race!" The alliance members realized, drew their weapons, and looked around warily.
They greatly admired Zhuang Yu's wisdom.
"The Alliance Leader is wise!" Xiao Wu shouted excitedly, his eyes shining with admiration.
"Everyone be careful, there might be more than one demon spy!" Zhuang Yu warned in a deep voice, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.
Just then, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the crowd and rushed straight at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu couldn't dodge in time, and a deep wound was cut on his arm, from which blood gushed out.
"Xiao Wu!" Upon seeing this, Zhuang Yu's heart tightened. He leaped up and stood in front of Xiao Wu, sending the dark figure flying with a single palm strike.
"Alliance Leader!" Xiao Wu covered his wound and looked at Zhuang Yu gratefully.
"Are you alright?" Zhuang Yu asked with concern, handing Xiao Wu a healing pill at the same time.
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Alliance Leader!" Xiao Wu took the pill, swallowed it, and his wound healed quickly.
He looked at Zhuang Yu,
"Take care of yourself!" Zhuang Yu patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder, turned to face the huge crack in the sky, his eyes sharp as knives.
From the crack, dark shadows surged out like a tide, covering the sky and exuding a suffocating demonic aura.
The Dark Night Demon Lord's voice echoed in the air, cold and filled with killing intent: "Zhuang Yu, prepare to die!"
Zhuang Yu roared to the sky, and a golden sword appeared in his hand as golden light shone.
His gaze was piercing, his sword pointing to the sky, and he said, word by word, "Today, I will show you what true power is!"
"Kill!" A deafening battle cry echoed through the sky, signaling the imminent outbreak of an earth-shattering war...
"Xiao Wu, stay close to me!"
The battle cries shook the heavens, demonic energy surged, and spiritual power surged!
The remnants of the Night Demon Lord surged towards the alliance camp like a black tide, their shrill cries sending chills down one's spine.
They brandished various magical weapons, and black demonic energy, like venomous snakes, hissed and devoured everything around them.
The alliance members were fearless, their swords flashing, their spiritual energy shields acting as an unbreakable barrier against the erosion of demonic energy.
The clanging of swords clashing, the booming of spells colliding, and the screams of the wounded intertwined to create a tragic symphony of war.
The Dark Lord's magic was incredibly powerful; the black demonic flames, like a roaring beast, tore open the alliance members' defenses.
The alliance members faced immense pressure, but they did not back down. They knew that behind them lay their homes and the peace they were protecting.
In the center of the battlefield, Zhuang Yu's figure moved like a ghost, and the golden sword light ripped through the night sky like lightning, taking away several lives with each swing.
He felt the surging power within him, a gift from the mysterious space that gave him the power to turn the tide of events.
He was like a god descending to earth, unstoppable. Wherever he passed, demons scattered like fallen leaves swept up by a raging wind.
The remnants of the Dark Night Demon Lord's forces began to panic. They had not expected Zhuang Yu to be so powerful. They had thought victory was in their grasp, but now they were fleeing in all directions like stray dogs.
Zhuang Yu ignored the deserters; he had only one goal: the Dark Night Demon Lord!
"Trying to escape? Not so easy!" Zhuang Yu snorted coldly, and in a flash, he appeared in front of a fleeing demon general.
He held his golden sword high, its blade shimmering with golden light and radiating a suffocating aura.
"You...you stay away!" The demon general was terrified. He trembled as he raised the demon weapon in his hand, trying to block Zhuang Yu's attack.
However, everything is in vain.
Zhuang Yu's golden sword pierced through the demon general's defenses as easily as cutting through tofu, cleaving him in two.
"Who's next?" Zhuang Yu sheathed his golden sword, his gaze sweeping coldly over his surroundings, a hint of mockery in his tone.
With a flash of golden light, the last demon general was slain by Zhuang Yu's sword.
The black demonic energy dissipated rapidly like a punctured balloon, revealing the originally clear sky.
On the battlefield, the corpses of demons lay scattered about, and the air was thick with the stench of blood. But the alliance members felt no discomfort whatsoever; they cheered and celebrated their hard-won victory.
"We won! We won!"
"Long live the Alliance Leader! Long live peace in the Spirit Realm!"
A deafening cheer resounded through the sky as the alliance members lifted Zhuang Yu high into the air, their eyes gleaming with excitement and admiration, regarding him as a true hero.
Zhuang Yu felt the enthusiasm of the crowd and his heart was filled with joy.
He looked around at the happy smiling faces.
At the celebration banquet, there was constant drinking and laughter.
Mr. Zhuge walked up to Zhuang Yu, raised his wine glass, and said with emotion, "Alliance Leader Zhuang, thanks to you, we were able to achieve the final victory. The Spirit Realm Alliance will forever remember your achievements."
Zhuang Yu raised his wine glass, clinked it with Mr. Zhuge's, and said with a smile, "You flatter me, sir. This is the result of our joint efforts."
After a few rounds of drinks, Zhuang Yu got up to take his leave, as he had more important things to do.
He was going to the world of cultivation to protect the girl who had always silently accompanied him—Wang Yao.
After bidding farewell to everyone from the Spirit Realm Alliance, Zhuang Yu stepped onto the teleportation array back to the cultivation world.
The teleportation array flashed, and Zhuang Yu's figure gradually disappeared.
However, just as he was about to leave, a strange unease suddenly welled up in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.
He subconsciously glanced back; the sky in the spirit world was still clear and sunny, and everything seemed so peaceful and serene.
But his unease grew stronger and stronger; he felt that he had overlooked something.
"The cultivation world... I hope everything is well," Zhuang Yu murmured softly, his figure disappearing completely from the teleportation array.