Chapter 403: Sword Intent, Sword Heart, Technique in the Sword (II) (2/2)

Standing inside the barrier of the Devil Dragon’s Undying Body, Ah’Bao coldly watched the spiralling attacks of his opponents launched towards him in the air. Producing ear-piercing sounds from the dark golden ball of light, his blood red eyes were really close to gushing blood.

The current Ah’Bao was losing purple blood all over his body, and many of his scales now had cracks on them. And all of this was done by the effects of the sword intent carried by the two swords in Long Haochen’s hands.

Taking a deep breath, Ah’Bao took a step back with his right foot, and his right fist was placed on his waist. His left hand was placed in front of his chest, forming a bizarre posture. Terrible power was exuded as his unyielding darkness energy instantly reaching its peak.

An immense purplish black luster appeared on his back. One could faintly see that this was a very large purplish black pillar looming up to the sky, with a gigantic dragon spiralling around it. Wasn’t this precisely the first demon god pillar, belonging to the Demon God Emperor?!

The stifling feeling of space being torn apart reappeared, but this time it wasn’t limited to a range of dozens square meters. It actually reached a range big enough for everyone present to sense as though it was right next to them, while trying to suck them in.

The purplish black color of Ah’Bao’s body instantly turned completely black, and the same went even for his blood and eyes. And right at that time, his expression looked entirely different, incomparably substantial, and containing an incomparable power, as if he was the only real person in this world.

Fist intent. Right, if Long Haochen could be said to be using sword intent, then the current Ah’Bao was bursting out with the fundamental fist intent, inherent to the lineage of the Devil Dragons.

His cultivation was after all far above Long Haochen’s, therefore, the breakout of his fist intent covered a range far above Long Haochen’s scope.

The two Demon Hunt Squads appeared dumbstruck. Ah’Bao didn’t attack yet with that fist, but it’s terrifying might was already visible to such extent. But what would happen when he’d really attack? Just what terrifying level would it reach?!

Everyone could see that Ah’Bao was entirely blood-soaked, but these were only scratches, without any substantial damage done. And how long would Long Haochen be able to keep up his full strength? That no one knew.

Right at this time, the originally frantically rotating Long Haochen struck the barrier once again, and his body suddenly came to a standstill. Releasing the four wings on his back, he remained in midair, the four wings on his back suddenly pointing their tips forward, as the Aria of the Goddess of Light started producing slight vibrations. Right at this time, Long Haochen, floating in midair, closed his eyes, and his entire body sunk into a kind of mystical state.

With a cold look, Ah’Bao watched Long Haochen attentively. Seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but tremble slightly. The reason was simple: this state of Long Haochen’s was precisely the one he was in at the time he broke his horn.

The Rippling Light once again disappeared, this time inside the Eternal Melody. Holding the Aria of the Goddess of Light in both hands, Long Haochen looked slightly upwards as a dazzling golden color covered his body. That golden color seemed like a kind of fire, setting aflame all the light in the sky.

A kind of bizarre chant, close to buzzing, sounded in the air, and on Long Haochen’s back, all the splitting feeling of the space disappeared. A soft golden radiance arose quietly over his shoulder, and in the midst of that mystical buzzing chant, an unreal looking golden luster appeared.

That very illusory-looking luster, fully colored in a faint golden color, could only be described as looking human-shaped. Around this shape, the wide area of gold actually didn’t have any substance.

In Long Haochen’s hands, the Aria of the Goddess of Light exuded a kind of fantastic gleam. The originally blunt heavy sword at that instant gained an extremely sharp point. More terrifyingly, that sharpness gave the completely opposite feeling to his former gentleness.

Humans and demons had completely different impressions. All the Demon Hunters felt a breath of nature from this golden color. And those members from the 17th king grade Demon Hunt Squad who just had ignited their flames of life, felt comfortably warm, filled with an indescribable comfort, as if their power of life was quietly being restored.

A fantastic radiance appeared on Long Haochen’s face. Right then, he gave off a transcending feeling, yet had a different look from back in the Illusory Paradise.

Charging forward, the Devil Dragon’s fist intent instantly broke out. As the demon crown prince, he could draw support from the power of the first demon god pillar to some extent, showing that Ah’Bao was already starting to succeed the first demon god as his successor. That terrifying fist intent entirely lacerated the sky, rendering it endlessly black, just like a black hole facing Long Haochen. It was as if his body was about to be entirely swallowed.

Right at this instant, Long Haochen struck in an oblique trajectory as lightly as a feather. The dark golden color on the sword now turned bright golden, but this was an exceptionally beautiful golden color, carrying all the seven colors of the rainbow: red, orange, yellow, green, indigo, blue, and purple, all appearingly fused with that golden colour of his sword. From the first reddish golden to the last purplish golden shade, the variations were rapidly changing, but the feeling it gave was that of a magnificent rainbow, produced by the illumination of the sun.

When the sword came in contact with Ah’Bao’s attack in the air, no instant explosion occurred, but as if adhering them together, there was a short moment of stagnation.

It was also right at this moment that Long Haochen opened his eyes. They appeared to be filled with a soft white radiance, completely contrasting Ah’Bao’s pair of black eyes. One’s eyes were filled with wildness, and the other’s with gentleness, and both sets produced incomparable sparks upon colliding.

The next instant, the sound of an explosion finally hit.