135: Exodia, the Demon King's Power Reappears

"The power to end all of this."

Yang Qianhun said calmly, taking ten rejuvenation pills from his spatial bag and putting them into his mouth to replenish his spiritual power.

No sooner had he spoken.

Exodia's eyes fixated on the Nine Netherworld Dragon, and the strange characters on its body faintly shimmered with golden light.

Immediately after, the characters on its body seemed to melt, transforming into countless golden specks of light that moved across its form.

The next second, they formed golden patterns, which then spread directly to its face.

All of them merged into its eyes, and both eyes erupted with golden light.

Buzzing...

The golden light in Exodia's eyes swirled like a vortex, continuously rotating.

Two golden beams of light shot out from its eyes, directly striking the Nine Netherworld Dragon.

At the same time, a thick sense of death, like countless iron chains, bound the Nine Netherworld Dragon.

Making it impossible for it to dodge or avoid.

It could only brace itself for the fight.

"No... No, I will never lose, absolutely not. My great revenge has not yet been avenged. How could I fall here?"

The Nine Netherworld Dragon cried out heartbreakingly, its words full of unwillingness.

The black light on its body bloomed again, like a perfectly unfurling black lotus.

This time, the light was even more dazzling than before.

Its dragon mouth opened wide, directly spitting out a black dragon breath.

This black dragon breath was more powerful than the previous one.

Sizzle...

The two golden beams of light collided with the black dragon breath in the blink of an eye, emitting a piercing sound, like a cutting machine slicing through iron.

The black dragon breath visibly began to wane, constantly being devoured by the two golden beams of light.

In less than a moment, the black dragon breath was completely swallowed by the two golden beams of light, vanishing entirely.

"This... How is this possible? This was unleashed under the blessing of the Nine Netherworld Body, yet it was so easily disintegrated?"

The Nine Netherworld Dragon looked at the two golden beams of light shooting towards it, its eyes filled with disbelief, and even more so with confusion, unwillingness, and despair.

At this moment, it had only one thought: My great revenge is not yet avenged, am I really going to die here?

Suddenly, the black ankle rings on the Nine Netherworld Dragon's four dragon feet glowed brightly.

They directly transformed into four streams of black light that rushed in front of the Nine Netherworld Dragon, converging to form a massive black light wall.

This scene had just happened in the blink of an eye.

The next second, the two golden beams of light all shot towards the massive black light wall.

As the black light wall gradually dimmed, the attacks from the two golden beams of light were all blocked by the black light wall.

Because the black light wall completely blocked the two golden beams of light, the Nine Netherworld Dragon temporarily escaped disaster.

But that black light wall had already become very dim, as if it could disappear at any moment.

It was clear that deflecting those two golden beams of light had consumed a lot of the black light wall's power.

And the Nine Netherworld Dragon behind the black light wall stared intently at the black light wall, its eyes flashing with a mix of hatred, joy, sorrow... and other emotions.

It was a mix of complicated feelings, hard to describe, but it remained silent.

Then, the upper body of Exodia in mid-air transformed into three light clusters and flew directly into Yang Qianhun's hand, turning back into three cards.

"To be able to block Exodia's attack, it's a bit harder to kill than I imagined."

Yang Qianhun put the three cards into his spatial bag and, with a flick of his hand, took out the qinglong scale and the xuanwu armor.

"How many more treasures does this human have? Wait, this aura is...? Blue... Azure Dragon?"

The Nine Netherworld Dragon felt a familiar and terrifying aura and immediately looked sharply at Yang Qianhun, instantly turning pale with shock.

Its mood at this moment was like a vast ocean, surging and turbulent, unable to calm down for a long time.

Just as Yang Qianhun was about to continue his attack, a familiar and anxious voice came from within the black light wall.

"Kid, stop, don't attack anymore. If you keep attacking, my remaining power won't be able to hold up."

The next second, the black light wall once again transformed into countless black light specks, which then re-converged.

Forming a human figure, it slowly landed on the ground.

Dressed in a black robe, with disheveled hair, and a bloodless face.

That's right, it was the Demon King's remnant soul from the previous cave.

"Kid, we meet again."

The Demon King's remnant soul said calmly.

However, Yang Qianhun's next words directly stunned the Demon King's remnant soul.

【Tip: Affected by a mysterious power, the dungeon difficulty has changed from Epic-grade to Legendary. Please eliminate the Demon King's remnant soul and rescue the King to resolve the internal strife to clear the dungeon and receive rewards.】

"It's been upgraded to Legendary, so the rewards must be..."

Yang Qianhun was overjoyed upon hearing the prompt.

Looking at the Demon King's remnant soul, he held the qinglong scale and said calmly, "I'm sorry, the dungeon reward is too generous. I'll have to take you out as soon as we meet."

"......"

The Demon King's remnant soul originally thought Yang Qianhun would be surprised to see him, but he didn't expect him to attack him for the sake of dungeon rewards. He was speechless for a moment.

After calming down, he quickly raised his hand to stop him, saying, "You don't need to do anything. My remaining power won't last much longer."

"Just say what you need to say. Why are you here? What is your purpose?"

Yang Qianhun still held the qinglong scale in his right hand and the xuanwu armor in his left, asking calmly.

"My appearance here was not by my will. I didn't expect you to grow so fast that you forced my power out."

The Demon King's remnant soul spoke with clear helplessness, then paused and continued, "You cannot kill her. You need her help."

Clearly, the 'her' the Demon King's remnant soul referred to was the Nine Netherworld Dragon behind him.

Before Yang Qianhun could speak, the Nine Netherworld Dragon's roar came from behind the Demon King's remnant soul.

Full of unwillingness, anger, and resentment.

"I don't need you to control me, get lost! Even if I die, it has nothing to do with you, you coward who abandoned his wife and daughter!"

The Demon King's remnant soul trembled slightly upon hearing this, then turned around and said to the Nine Netherworld Dragon, "Child, many things are not as they appear on the surface. Everything..."

Before the Demon King's remnant soul could finish, he was immediately interrupted by the Nine Netherworld Dragon's sharp questioning: "Not as I thought? Then let me ask you? As the Demon King, where were you when my mother was besieged and died? Why didn't you save her? When I was severely injured and most of my power was sealed, you only appeared then, and after appearing, you imprisoned me in this damned place, then vanished without a trace."

"Do you know how I've lived all these years? Do you know? I've been thinking about revenge every moment, I want revenge, to kill them all."

By the end of its words, the Nine Netherworld Dragon was somewhat frantic, its eyes filled with killing intent.

The Demon King's remnant soul sighed upon hearing this, and said remorsefully, "Child, all the fault lies with me. I will give you an explanation. But what's most important now is that he has come, and you can leave."

With that, the Demon King's remnant soul looked at Yang Qianhun.