Dragon God Supreme
Chapter 1068: Killing the Devil Monarch

Chapter 1068: Chapter 1068: Killing the Devil Monarch

The Devil Monarch’s agonized and furious roars plunged the Demon Clan into utter despair.

"It’s over, the Devil Monarch cannot defeat Feng Wuchen."

"Our Demon Clan is finished..."

"Lord Devil Monarch! Break the Formation and come out! Without you, our Demon Clan will cease to exist."

The strong of the Demon Clan cried out in terror.

"Feng Wuchen! Stop right now!" Blood Demon roared in panic, wanting to take action but being powerless to do so, especially having already sustained serious injuries.

"If you don’t want to die, act now! Stop Feng Wuchen!" Mo Tianwang bellowed in desperate fury, fully aware of the dreadful fate awaiting the Devil Monarch if defeated.

Thus, at all costs, they must stop Feng Wuchen.

The strong of the Demon Clan were terrified, yet unwilling to die, they had no choice but to act.

"Roar!"

At that moment, an earth-shaking Dragon’s Roar erupted, filled with a daunting force that left the Demon Clan’s souls shattered with fear.

"Whoever dares to act, I will make them die right now," Long Tianzhan said icily, his terrifying gaze sweeping over the Demon Clan, suppressing the entire clan with his lone might.

"Long Tianzhan!" Blood Demon hissed through clenched teeth, his face twisted in fury, but he was helpless to do anything.

"Damn it! Stop!" The Devil Monarch roared ferociously, struggling with all his might, and seemingly unable to hold on much longer.

"Stop? Hmph, Devil Monarch, did you ever imagine you’d be defeated by my hand? You probably never envisioned such an end," Feng Wuchen said coldly, his eyes once again becoming savage.

"Ah!"

The Devil Monarch’s screams were unceasing as Feng Wuchen’s frenzied Devouring power caused the Devil Monarch’s aura to grow weaker and weaker.

"Brother Feng, completely Devour the Devil Monarch’s power!" Liu Qingyang roared.

"Right! Without his power, even if he has an immortal body, let’s turn him to ash and see if he still won’t die!" Ye Tianwei shouted fiercely, looking vicious.

The Devil Monarch was doomed, and Long Tianzhan and the others couldn’t help but feel relieved; the calamity of the Mainland was finally about to be averted.

Having completely Devoured the Primordial Ancient power, Feng Wuchen’s aura swelled instantly, and he most likely stepped half a foot into the True God Realm.

The Devil Monarch’s aura was now incredibly weak, already severely injured, and the forced Devouring of his power worsened his condition.

Even with an immortal body, the Devil Monarch at this moment could probably not withstand the terrifying flames of the Wu Fire.

"Feng Wuchen! One day, I, the Devil Monarch, will make you wish for death," the weakened Devil Monarch glared and roared at Feng Wuchen.

"One day?" Feng Wuchen let out a faint cold laugh and said, "You don’t have that ’one day’ left. Your so-called immortal body, it’s nothing but a soul curse from the Demon Clan within you, and to me, you are no different from an ordinary human."

As he spoke, Feng Wuchen was mobilizing his powerful Soul Power, taking steps towards the Devil Monarch.

"Feng Wuchen!" The Devil Monarch glared at Feng Wuchen furiously, his chilly crimson eyes filled with resentment and venom.

"Bang!"

Without hesitation, Feng Wuchen slammed a palm onto the Devil Monarch’s Tianling cover, a muffled thud resounded, as the domineering and terrifying Soul Power rampaged into the Devil Monarch’s body.

"Destroying the soul curse within you, I’ll see how you can be immortal now!" Feng Wuchen said icily.

"Ah!" The Devil Monarch screamed as if his heart was being ripped apart.

On the Devil Monarch’s face, black lines appeared, the imprints of the curse.

"Devil Monarch, my lord!" The Demon Clan members looked at their tormented leader with unspeakable horror, a feeling of helplessness that was more unbearable than death itself.

"Stop shouting! The dominance of your Demon Clan is over; just wait for your deaths obediently." Liu Qingyang roared furiously at the members of the Demon Clan.

"Feng Wuchen! If you don’t stop now, I, the protector, will make you regret it. The restraint in my hand controls the lives of countless humans." Blood Demon roared, forming a seal with his hand.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen’s icy gaze swept toward the distant Blood Demon, and he said chillingly, "Blood Demon, you’ve got quite the nerve to threaten me."

"I was planning to kill the Devil Monarch first, then deal with you. Since you’re in such a rush to die, I’ll kill you first!" Feng Wuchen declared coldly, and he suddenly reached out, grabbing at the air, and an invisible and terrifying force instantly took control of Blood Demon.

"Stop, Feng Wuchen, stop! If you kill me, they will die too!" Blood Demon screamed in terror.

"Destroy!"

With a cold shout from Feng Wuchen, ignoring Blood Demon’s threat, he annihilated Blood Demon on the spot, turning him to ashes without exerting much effort.

"This is the fate of those who threaten me. Who else wants to try?" Feng Wuchen’s icy gaze swept across the members of the Demon Clan, his dreadful eyes causing terror.

In front of Feng Wuchen, even a pinnacle Second Transformation realm seemed like a weakling.

"Gulp..."

The Demon Clan’s Sanhun and Mo Qi, among others, were frightened into retreating with pale faces, too scared to utter a sound.

With Blood Demon turned to ashes without warning by Feng Wuchen, who would dare to threaten now?

"Devil Monarch, in recognition of your status as a once-formidable foe, I will grant you a swift death. This is my respect for a strong adversary." Feng Wuchen slowly retracted his hand, and the curse marks on the Devil Monarch’s face had disappeared, the soul curse within him having been destroyed by Feng Wuchen.

Without the soul curse, the Devil Monarch lost his immortality.

With a wave of his hand, Feng Wuchen lifted the Infernal Gods Array.

"Feng... Feng Wuchen, even... even in death, I will not let you off!" The weakened Devil Monarch screamed out, his bloodshot eyes filled with boundless cold killing intent.

"Evil does not triumph over good. Even without me, there will be others on the Mainland who will stand up to stop you," Feng Wuchen replied indifferently.

"Ah!" The Devil Monarch roared furiously, charging madly at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen formed a sword gesture with his fingers, and amidst the movement, a golden energy sword descended from the heavens, mercilessly piercing the Devil Monarch’s back and directly plunging downward with him.

"My lord Devil Monarch!" The people of the Demon Clan were in complete despair, their eyes accepting their fate.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

The golden energy sword, carrying the Devil Monarch, struck the ground with a loud boom, creating a massive crater.

The supreme leader of the Demon Clan, a peerless powerhouse of the Mainland, had fallen.

"The Devil Monarch’s presence has vanished! He... he’s dead!"

"Our lord Devil Monarch is dead... Our Demon Clan is finished..."

"This can’t be possible, our lord Devil Monarch possessed immortality; he can’t be dead."

The Demon Clan was thrown into panic, completely distraught.

In the midst of the crater, Feng Wuchen appeared out of thin air, his gaze resting on the already deceased Devil Monarch, and with a wave of his hand, the Devil Monarch’s body slowly turned into ash.

"The Devil Monarch is dead. Spread the word, eliminate all members of the Demon Clan on the Mainland, and rescue the cultivators trapped in suffering," Feng Wuchen ordered.

"We shall obey the Alliance Hierarch’s command!" Members of the Dragon God Alliance shouted excitedly.

"Run! Get back to the Demon Clan immediately!" Sanhun of the Demon Clan screamed in horror, and the Demon Clan powerhouses fled in a panic.

In an instant, the five major forces: the Dragon God Alliance, Dragon Clan, Phoenix Demon Race, Rakshasa Tribe, and the Baili Clan, mobilized in full force, launching a massive counterattack against the Demon Clan.