Chapter 812: The Intelligent Spiritual Stove’s Version of Nature’s Bloom (II) (2/2)
The green light gradually faded and the dense aura of life all flowed back into Long Haochen’s body, disappearing into the gemstone on his chest in the end. Ye Xiaolei’s figure also faded away.
Ah’Bao was right before Long Haochen. However, he no longer possessed the third of a demon god transformation brought on by the Devil Dragon Pillar. Even most of his natural dragon armour had shattered, as terrifying wounds covered his body, flickering with dim, green light.
Ah’Bao’s gaze was extremely dim, without any light. He still clutched the Purple Dragon Sword of Startling Heaven in his hand, but it was only a third of its original length now.
He had been defeated. Even when he used the Demonic Collapse Technique to increase his strength, he had still been defeated by Long Haochen. He had been defeated by the Nature’s Bloom. The wounds on his body could not be compared to his internal pain.
“Kill me. Kill me!” Ah’Bao suddenly began to roar at Long Haochen. He did not know why Long Haochen was sparing him. He clearly could have killed me earlier, but he did not. Does he want to humiliate me?
With his roar, all of his wounds burst open, Ah’Bao’s body had already been dyed purple by his blood. However, the recovery of the imperial clan of the Devil Dragons truly was powerful. Only seconds after bursting open, the wounds automatically stopped bleeding. However, Ah’Bao’s internal injuries would not heal as easily as that. The backlash from the Demon Collapse Technique was rapidly devouring the very core of his body.
Long Haochen looked at Ah’Bao coldly. He knew that from this moment on, this crown prince of the demons would no longer be able to pose a threat to him. He obviously had his reason for sparing Ah’Bao.
“Last time in the Demon God Pagoda, the Demon God Emperor spared my companions. I will be returning that favour to him right now. When you return, tell the Demon God Emperor that I’ll be waiting for him. The era of darkness which has lasted for six thousand years is about to end.”
As he said that, Long Haochen waved his hand and a great force rammed into Ah’Bao’s body, pushing him away and sending him flying into the distance.
Watching Ah’Bao vanished, Long Haochen’s heart gradually settled down. It had not been an easy victory. As he knocked Ah’Bao away, a streak of blood flowed out from the corner of his lips.
Ah’Bao’s final attack had injured him, but Long Haochen had successfully hidden some of his greater powers at the same time. He was facing against the crown prince of the demons and not the Demon God Emperor. He would rather suffer injuries that lay out all of his trump cards, especially when he had no intention of killing Ah’Bao.
Five years ago, Long Haochen had no idea why the Demon God Emperor did not kill his companions, but it was equivalent to sparing them. If the Demon God Emperor had killed all of them in that moment, it would have been impossible for him to be revived. He would only reunite with his companions in the afterlife. Regardless of the Demon God Emperor’s reason for sparing them, Long Haochen had spared Ah’Bao to return this favour, and to let Ah’Bao tell the Demon God Emperor that the next time they met would be their battle to the death.
What Long Haochen did not know was that Ah’Bao’s body bore the seal of the imperial clan of the Devil Dragons. If he really did kill Ah’Bao, then the same thing that had happened to the Illusory Paradise would have occurred once more.
Looking into the distance, the flames in his heart gradually subsided. Cai’er had already arrived by his side at a certain time. She slapped his shoulder forcefully, before throwing himself into his arms and hugging him firmly.