206: The power of the Demon King, a desperate battle.

The moment Chu Batian exploded into a mist of blood, time seemed to stand still.

Chu Tian, Chu Lingxi, Chu Ce, and Chu Yuning all stood frozen on the spot, their minds completely blank.

Dead?

That thick-skinned second brother who was said to be unkillable, just... gone?

Slapped into nothingness with a single palm?

"No... impossible..." Chu Lingxi's lips lost their color, and her body trembled uncontrollably. She and Chu Batian were twins, connected in heart and mind; at this moment, she could clearly feel that the life Aura belonging to Chu Batian had completely vanished.

"Second Brother!" Chu Ce and Chu Yuning burst into tears, their tears falling uncontrollably.

"Aaaaaah!"

Chu Tian let out a roar of grief and indignation to the heavens, his eyes turning crimson instantly as his reason was swallowed by endless fury and sorrow.

"I want you dead!"

He no longer cared about battle formations or cooperation, unleashing the power of his Chaos Creation and Destruction Dao Body without reservation. Gray-gold Chaos Qi surged wildly around him, forming a Chaos Domain capable of annihilating all things.

"Chaos Creation-Annihilation! Dragon God Transformation!"

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, Chu Tian's form began to change rapidly. His body was covered in gray-gold dragon scales, majestic dragon horns grew from his head, and a spiked dragon tail swept through the Void Realm behind him, transforming him into a majestic Half-Dragon Form in an instant.

At this moment, his Aura surged several times over, faintly touching the threshold of the Integration Realm!

"Die!"

In his Half-Dragon Form, Chu Tian's speed reached the extreme. He appeared before the Fentian Devil King in an instant, the chaos annihilation dragon spear in his hand carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth as it pierced toward the blood-eyed head of the Fentian Devil King.

"Oh? Burning your Origin to forcibly stimulate your Bloodline Power?"

Looking at the aggressive Chu Tian, the Fentian Devil King showed no sign of nervousness; instead, a hint of appreciation and greed appeared on his face.

"Not a bad Bloodline, not a bad will. Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, all of this is meaningless."

He raised his other hand, becoming slightly more serious this time.

Jet-black Devil Runes emerged on his palm, and a purer, more domineering force of the law of destruction gathered upon it.

"Devil Prison! Suppress!"

The Fentian Devil King gave a light shout and struck out with his palm.

This palm strike didn't have as much momentum as before, but the power contained within was more than ten times stronger!

Wherever his palm passed, space was directly reduced to nothingness, forming an area of absolute vacuum.

Boom!

The spear tip and the palm collided once again without any fancy tricks.

This time, there was no earth-shattering roar, only a dull hum to the extreme.

The chaos annihilation dragon spear in Chu Tian's hand let out an overwhelmed wail, its shaft bending violently as if it would snap at any moment.

And his Chaos Power, which was enough to decompose all things, was actually suppressed and assimilated in reverse the moment it touched that pure law of destruction!

"How... is this possible..."

Chu Tian's pupils constricted; he couldn't understand what was happening before his eyes. His Chaos Creation-Annihilation power was the top-tier power in the Universe, fusing creation and destruction. How could it be suppressed by the pure law of destruction?

"Little fellow, your understanding of power is still too shallow." The Fentian Devil King's voice sounded in his ear like a curse. "Do you think fusing two types of Origins makes it Chaos? No, you've merely crudely mashed two powers together, like a pile of loose sand. Whereas my power is pure destruction, tempered over hundreds of thousands of years into diamond!"

"Your Chaos is not worth mentioning before my destruction!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the devil flames in the Fentian Devil King's palm surged.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the chaos annihilation dragon spear in Chu Tian's hand—a growth-type Dao Artifact personally forged for him by his father—actually snapped into two pieces on the spot!

"Pfft!"

His Life Dao Artifact destroyed, Chu Tian's Divine Soul suffered a massive shock, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

The Fentian Devil King's palm continued with unabated momentum, slamming hard into his chest.

Bang!

Chu Tian's hard dragon scales shattered like tofu. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, a terrifying bloody hole appearing in his chest through which his life force drained away at a visible rate.

Another single move!

The strongest Godchild of the Chu family had burned his Origin and stimulated his Bloodline, yet the final result was still being killed in a single blow!

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

Chu Lingxi, Chu Ce, and Chu Yuning let out a scream of despair. They wanted to rush forward, but were pinned down by the Auras emitted by the Yougu Devil King and the Void Storm, unable to move.

"Hehehe, don't be in a hurry; it will be your turn soon." The Yougu Devil King let out a cold laugh. He stretched out a pale bone claw toward Chu Lingxi, who was closest to him. "Your sword dao talent is not bad. It just so happens that my collection is missing the skeleton of a Sword Immortal."

"Your Formation Dao Embryo can be refined into my Formation Plate." The Void Storm also set its sights on Chu Ce.

"As for you, little girl with the Words Manifest as Law... Hehe, the Devil Emperor will surely like a sacrifice like you." After dealing with Chu Tian, the Fentian Devil King also turned his greedy gaze toward Chu Yuning.

Despair!

Total despair!

The shadow of death loomed over the hearts of every Chu family child.

They had given their all, only to be met with the tragic deaths of their companions and their own fates of being divided up as spoils of war.

In the distance, that white-clothed figure who had been leisurely sipping tea hadn't moved once from beginning to end, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

Could it be... that Father had really abandoned them?

This thought surfaced in the children's minds like the most vicious curse, making them feel a coldness more piercing than death.