SWDnovel Chapter 1360 - 629: Surviving the Calamity, Gaining a First-Grade Opportunity
Chapter 1360 - 629: Surviving the Calamity, Gaining a First-Grade Opportunity
At this moment, the two young True Spirits also recalled some events from the Ancient Era.Normally, the power of the True Spirits is incredibly strong, able to easily slaughter those demons.
But after killing too many demons, the True Spirits inexplicably died.
It seems now, it was probably due to a curse.
The bodies of those demons contained fragments of the power of the Curse Dao.
If only a few were killed, perhaps it wouldn’t be a big issue.
But if too many demons were killed, these curse powers would accumulate and suddenly explode.
In this way, even True Spirits could not withstand it, dying immediately as their Dao dissipated.
Even if they could withstand it, it would result in severe damage to their bodies and souls, making recovery impossible in the short term.
This is the peril of demons.
"If that’s the case, does our killing of these demons mean we’ll be cursed?"
Little Flame Dragon Ash asked worriedly.
"For that, there’s no need to worry."
"After so many years, the curse power within them has likely been worn away completely."
"Even if we kill them, it won’t cause us to be cursed."
"Even if there’s a lingering curse, I can extinguish its power."
Jiang Fan said indifferently.
Ordinary cultivators might fear demons and their strange curses, but he was different—mastering the Power of Destiny, he could expel those curses by consuming a large amount of Luck Points.
Those demons thinking they could rely on curse power to kill him were just dreaming.
Of course, he wouldn’t casually reveal such matters.
These were the trump cards he held.
"Alright, let’s take action."
Little Kunpeng Ming’s eyes were filled with killing intent.
It held no affection for these demons; it was because of them that its father disappeared, leading to the fall of the Kunpeng clan and many True Spirits.
To it, these ancient demons were enemies.
If given the chance, it would naturally strike without mercy, not giving them any opportunity to escape or resurrect.
Boom~~
In an instant, Little Kunpeng acted.
This young, downy-winged Little Kunpeng merely trembled the tip of its wing slightly, transforming into a faint golden stream of light, silently piercing through countless space barriers, directly into the core of the nest’s origin.
No loud explosions, no light roars, only a void lament that even the soul couldn’t hear.
The next moment, the foundation of the entire Kunpeng Nest shattered on the spot.
Numerous ancient demons residing in the Kunpeng Nest immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"Damn it, what on earth does this Kunpeng intend to do?"
"This is bad, the entire Kunpeng Nest has been completely shattered."
"What a joke, how could such a sturdy Kunpeng Nest be destroyed just like that?"
"Yeah, we tried attacking internally countless times before, but it remained unscathed. What on earth did this Kunpeng do to the nest?"
"Do you even need to ask? That old Kunpeng must have rigged the nest long ago. If the power of time couldn’t extinguish us, this contingency plan would. Now, we’re doomed."
"Damn old Kunpeng, may you die a miserable death. Even after all these years, you’re still plotting against us, clearly intent on wiping us out entirely."
"Escape, escape quickly. The entire Kunpeng Nest has exploded completely. If we can’t avoid the aftermath, we’ll certainly die, and no one can save us."
Many ancient demons let out terrified roars, sensing a fatal crisis.
But even if they wanted to escape at this moment, it was impossible, as they were imprisoned here and couldn’t escape anywhere.
At this moment, millions of silver-blue Space Runes, circulating for eternity, exploded, disintegrated, and obliterated like shattered stars. The profound black Kunpeng Dao Patterns entwined on them shattered into ash. The labyrinthine space honeycomb, seemingly forged from primordial god crystals, began to collapse from the inside—every cell wall, every layer of space folds, every section of the maze route shattered like crushed glass, exploding into a sky full of sharp space shards.
The void was forcibly collapsed, shredded, and devoured.
A pitch-black hole formed explosively at the core, black in its purity, black in its silence, swallowing light, Dao Principles, and souls whole, the edges surging with striking silver-white space flames, expanding like a living entity in madness.
The extreme spatial turbulence erupted in its wake, unleashing millions of invisible space blades, sweeping across everything, leaving behind hideous black scars on even the void.
The ancient demons, imprisoned for eons and claiming to be immortal, couldn’t even let out a roar in the face of such apocalyptic Power of Destruction—
Their massive demonic bodies were torn into a sky full of blood mist in an instant, their resilient demon bones ground to powder, their undying souls blasted into fragmented soul light, with not a fragment of their bodies or a shred of their souls able to remain.
Blood droplets, bone powder, soul fragments, and shattered runes whirled, twisted, and annihilated at the edge of the black hole, forming a storm of destruction interwoven with silver and black, sweeping through the entire void.
The once impregnable Wanshen Prison now became an obliteration abyss that wiped out even immortal demons. The destructive aura surged like a tsunami through the endless void, where time and space shattered, and all things returned to nothingness.