CHAPTER 665: CHAPTER 535: TRIUMPH AND BAN!

A vast power surrounded the Demon King, intending to completely obliterate her.

"Insolent!"

The Demon King shouted.

She braced herself with both hands, her body completely covered by green flame orbs, barely resisting the crushing force.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The Demon King’s health bar plummeted by a long stretch, leaving only one-third remaining.

Yet, her face showed no fear as she laughed boldly:

"You think you’ve won? Ridiculous, I still have countless secret skills—"

A bolt of thunder fell from the sky.

The Demon King stiffened as her words came to a halt.

The two Angels in mid-air quickly inscribed:

"Massacre of souls, destruction of worlds, extreme wickedness, heaven decrees three calamities and six tribulations!"

The pen fell.

The writing was complete.

Both Angels showed fear on their faces, involuntarily stepping back.

—The sins of the Demon King were too profound; the Heavenly Punishment triggered was beyond their tolerance, and they had to retreat.

The ground suddenly trembled.

Threads of firelight seeped through the earth, rising from below the Demon King’s feet, directly burning through her entire body.

"Yin Fire?"

The Demon King cried out in shock, about to flee.

Wu Xiaode was not willing to let her go.

The opponent had been undefeated across the land, and her arrogance just now was understandable.

He caught her by surprise, attacking her unprepared, leveraging her power, and thus managed to reduce her health by two-thirds.

If she were prepared in the future—

Achieving such results would hardly be possible!

"Where are you going?"

Wu Xiaode swung his fist but was parried by the opponent.

The Demon King grasped his fist, sneering:

"Good, finally a worthy opponent, wait until next time—"

Suddenly, Wu Xiaode spread his arms wide, ignoring her attacks, and directly hugged her.

"Aaaaah—"

He burst into a roar, with flashes of thundering light rapidly appearing on his body.

The Book of the Dead instantly displayed a line of ice crystal words:

"You have activated ’Heavenly Ghost.’"

"Heavenly Intent: Your Spirit Root is determined to be Thunder (tribulation attribute), all your techniques naturally possess the power of three calamities and six tribulations, including the pain of the Heavenly Tribulations you endure."

The Demon King immediately screamed.

At this moment, her body was pierced by "Yin Fire" and she endured the pain of the Heavenly Tribulation together with Wu Xiaode, striving to break free but tightly embraced.

"Enough! Let go of me, this is Yin Fire, If you keep clinging on, you will burn to death too!"

The Demon King shrieked.

"That’s not necessarily true."

Wu Xiaode, with his arms and legs clenched around her like iron, grimaced with pain, yet grinned.

At this time, he and the Demon King were enduring all the damage together, but he resolutely did not let go.

The Demon King couldn’t help but look up.

Their health bars were aligned next to each other.

Wu Xiaode had been hit a few times, losing two segments of health, and now continued to be attacked by Yin Fire and tribulation lightning, his health rapidly decreasing.

However, the Demon King had already lost two-thirds of her health.

Both were losing health—

The Demon King would die first!

"Such a deceitful person," the Demon King realized all the twists and turns, emotionally saying, "It seems I was careless, but next time I’ll bring out my real strength to fight you."

She began to chant a spell: "In my name, let the power of Purgatory infuse—umph—"

The fluctuation caused by the spell barely emitted before it completely disappeared.

—Would Wu Xiaode give her time to chant a spell?

However, his arms and legs tightly encased her, already preventing her from using other abilities, and now he needed a way to interrupt her spell!

How to interrupt?

With what?

There were no other tools!

Wu Xiaode tilted his head back and violently headbutted her face!

Thump.

A muffled sound, the Demon King was struck, her face covered in blood.

Then, wind blew from the sky—

Among the three calamities, the fiercest Wind Disaster!

The howling wind whirled through their bodies, quickly circling and attacking them again.

The Demon King was terribly pale, opening her mouth to chant.

Only to see Wu Xiaode headbutt her again—

She dodged!

Seizing the moment, she forcefully shook but failed to break free from Wu Xiaode, hurriedly chanting:

"By Purgatory—umph—"

The spell was interrupted again!

Wu Xiaode’s headbutt missed, and he struggled again with the opponent, nearly using up all his strength.

But this was the most crucial moment in the entire battle—

To win, they must not let the opponent chant a spell!

Wu Xiaode seemed completely unaffected by the failure of his headbutt, slightly tilting his head as if switching breath in freestyle swimming, raising his mouth—

He directly blocked her mouth!

A violent wind swept past them once more.

The flesh on Wu Xiaode’s body was scraped off layer by layer, revealing chilling white bones.

This pain was even worse than being torn apart!

He couldn’t help but look up, only to see that one third of his own blood had dropped, while the Demon King’s blood gauge was empty!

In the world of "Rage," an empty blood gauge meant certain death!

But the Demon King was not yet dead!

Wu Xiaode closely examined the opponent’s blood gauge, only to see a last sliver of blood remaining in the empty gauge.

The last sliver of blood!

The Demon King also knew this moment was critical for life and death, suddenly trembling all over, directly shaking Wu Xiaode’s hands and feet apart.

She reached for a dagger at her waist.

It was too late!

Wu Xiaode, in a moment of desperate cleverness, clenched his top and bottom teeth together—

He bit her fiercely!

The Demon King’s blood gauge finally emptied.

In an instant.

Thunder, fire, and wind disasters disappeared without a trace.

A vertical pupil appeared in the sky, looking down at the two, and buzzing:

"—The person whose blood gauge empties first will certainly die! No exceptions!"

The battle was over!

Wu Xiaode, having used up all his strength, fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Looking at the Demon King again.

Her mouth was smeared with blood, her face revealing a mix of fury and regret, sighing:

"It’s a pity I never got to use all my abilities before it ended."

"Though I shall die here, do not think you will have an easy time, for I will make you feel what despair is like, and you will live in that despair!"

"Every time you recall today, you will shed tears of regret."

"For by killing me, you will fall into a state where everything is stripped away from you, and it’s all your own doing."

The Demon King’s body then showed a magnificent purple light, stretching her hand towards the Void.

An unexpected change occurred—

The Book of the Dead seemed to be pulled by some irresistible force, flying straight towards her and opened in front of her eyes.

"In exchange for my death, I seal your skills—"

"Purgatory Wall!"

The Demon King chanted while looking at the first page.

The Rock Giants lying on the ground pretending to be dead all sprung back to life, attempting to stop the Demon King.

However, their attacks passed through the body of the Demon King, causing her no harm whatsoever.

"Fools, I am now in the state of a Death Soul, you cannot hurt me, and I will seal all your powers!"

The Demon King said, instantly releasing a magnificent and dazzling green glow.

Wu Xiaode’s entire world was swept up.

The next second.

Two Angels landed on the ground, glanced at the book in their hands—

They seemed to have lost their powers.

Fat Sa also landed on the ground, sweating profusely, "You, the Demon King, are mad! Sacrificing so many souls to seal us, you will end up in the deepest pits of Hell!"

"You killed me, now I will make you pay the price!" The Demon King pointed at the Book of the Dead.

The Book of the Dead slowly turned its pages.

The Demon King spoke:

"With the sacrifice of billions of Purgatory Demons, I gather the power to seal all your skills:"

"Sighing Wall, Holy Walk Wall, Eight Shadow Followers, Sword Skills, Name Skill, World Skill, World Attribute..."

The Book of the Dead kept turning its pages, and she kept chanting spells.

—As a price, she again sacrificed billions of Purgatory Demons.

Until the Book of the Dead showed blank pages—

The Demon King continued to unleash a powerful sacrificial force, making the pages of the Book of the Dead turn backwards, only to find that they were all blank.

It seemed the opponent’s skills had all been sealed!

The Demon King flipped through dozens of pages and no longer saw any power or existence, finally feeling relieved.

She said with great satisfaction:

"Your powers are all sealed, from now on, experience the helplessness of mere mortals."

"Hey, you lost, isn’t this just being sneaky?" Wu Xiaode said unwillingly.

—He found he truly had lost those powers!

"Lost? It was just a moment of carelessness on my part that you took advantage of... Now that you’ve lost all your abilities, I wonder how you’ll handle what’s coming next."

The Demon King took off an invisible purple crown from her head and placed it mid-air.

"For my Avenger, may own this Purgatory Crown!"

Her form completely dissolved into nothingness, yet her voice echoed far and near, instantly spreading across the entire world, then propagated into the limitless Void.