My Celestial Ascension Chapter 953: Apperance Of The Undead King

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Previously on My Celestial Ascension...
A relentless barrage of lightning rained down upon the battlefield, instantly reducing unfortunate soldiers to ashes. While the allied forces retreated in terror, Long Yuyan observed that the attacker's power had transcended mortal limits. Despite an hour of continuous bombardment, Lily remained unharmed, prompting the allied leaders to question the nature of the attacks. Meanwhile, Rose arrived, unleashing a powerful golden aura and fierce attacks that drove back the undead, allowing Isolde and Nerith to recover. Lily, bored by the lightning, decided to confront the Undead Dragon and the Undead King directly, easily pulling the dragon from the sky and sending both crashing to the ground.

A profound stillness descended upon the battlefield the instant the allied forces registered a colossal impact, causing tremors throughout the entire region.

Veils of smoke and dust obscured a significant portion of the battlefield, rendering the aftermath of the crash invisible.

The allied forces exhibited clear confusion due to the sudden seismic event that violently shook the very ground.

"What just transpired?!"

"T-The earth... it’s trembling!!"

"Everyone! On guard! Something immense has crashed upon the battlefield!!"

Immediate alertness surged through the ranks, shields were raised, forming defensive perimeters against any unforeseen danger.

The atmosphere crackled with tension as an oppressive silence enveloped the area; all awaited the dissipation of the dust to discern the nature of the fallen object.

"It appears the opportune moment has arrived for me to personally observe this conflict..." Yuan mused, a slight smile gracing his lips as he opened his eyes within the tent.

He had been monitoring the entirety of the battle through his Divine Sense, remaining concealed within the tent.

Confidence filled him regarding his women's ability to conclude this war unaided. Indeed, as he had anticipated, they had successfully forced the Undead King to the ground.

Regrettably, Nerith and Isolde lacked the requisite strength to contend against millions of adversaries independently; their cultivation levels were insufficient for sustained engagements.

However, this situation could evolve as they progressed in their cultivation. For the present moment, though, they remained wanting.

"I shall arrange for Valeria to impart proper training to them once this war concludes... Under her tutelage, both will undoubtedly ascend to formidable power."

He then rose, performed a brief stretch, and exited the tent, moving with spectral grace before dissolving into the unseen.

"Lily certainly created a spectacle by bringing down the Undead Dragon and smashing it onto the battlefield... The Undead King must have truly provoked her ire," he commented aloud, reappearing atop the Great Wall.

"Hmm? Since when were you here, Hubby? I didn't even detect your arrival," Xi Meili inquired, turning towards him with an expression of surprise.

"Just this moment," Yuan replied, offering a gentle smile. "Your focus was so absorbed by the battlefield that you ceased paying heed to your surroundings, hence you didn't sense my presence."

"Whatever, those insignificant beings pose no threat to me anyway," Xi Meili responded with a smile before stepping closer to embrace him tightly.

"And besides, won't you protect me?" she asked, her gaze meeting his with an innocent countenance.

Gazing upon her endearing face, Yuan found himself incapable of refusal. Her sheer cuteness elicited a soft chuckle from him as he reciprocated the embrace.

"How could I possibly not protect such an adorable wife? Where else could I possibly find someone as exquisite and captivating as you?" Yuan commented with a lighthearted chuckle before gently releasing her and proceeding towards the parapet.

"Do you believe they possess the capability to vanquish the Undead Dragon and the Undead King?" Nyx inquired, standing beside Yuan, her gaze fixed upon the unfolding battle.

"Undoubtedly, they possess the capability. However, the victory will not be as effortless as dealing with the Headless Knights," Yuan stated with calm certainty. "After all, both the Undead King and the Undead Dragon are significantly more potent adversaries."

"I can sense their formidable auras... and they are undoubtedly extraordinary," Yuan's voice adopted a colder tone towards the conclusion, his sharp eyes locked onto the epicenter of the impact.

Suspended above the site of the collision, Lily floated serenely, akin to a celestial being, her beauty amplified by the moon's radiant glow, bestowing upon her an almost divine and unperturbed aura.

Every gaze turned toward her the moment she became discernable beneath the moonlight. The allied forces could not disregard her presence as she hovered in mid-air, resembling a deity descending from the heavens.

An impossible feat in this world, yet before their very eyes, she remained suspended, gazing down upon the battlefield.

Many, captivated by awe, ceased their combat, finding themselves unable to comprehend how Lily could maintain an aerial position with such apparent ease.

In that singular moment, Lily commanded the undivided attention of the entire battlefield—none could avert their eyes from the spectacle.

"Soldiers! Prepare yourselves for another onslaught!!" Suddenly, a voice boomed like thunder, forcefully redirecting everyone's focus back to the fray.

Eyes widened with a mixture of shock and apprehension as another colossal wave of undead surged towards them.

This time, the undead legion was uniformly clad in refined armor and wielded formidable weapons; their dark armaments seemed to drink the moonlight, projecting an aura of dread and malice.

Once again, alertness took hold, weapons were raised, and preparations were made to meet the approaching enemy force.

"Follow me! We shall bring this to an end!!" King Vargan bellowed, transforming into a monstrous, wolf-like entity before charging into the undead ranks.

The entirety of the Werewolf Kingdom's forces underwent a transformation, surging towards the enemy with astonishing swiftness.

Their sharp claws extended, jaws agape, they were followed by the soldiers from other nations, predominantly the Demonic Empire and the Vampire Kingdom.

It was noted that only twenty warriors from the Succubus Kingdom participated in the engagement, a consequence of their notably limited population.

Despite their modest numbers, however, each succubus warrior wielded formidable strength and power, capable of confronting multiple adversaries simultaneously.

The werewolves engaged the undead, rapidly establishing dominance on the front lines before the other allied forces joined the escalating conflict.

With their combined might, the allied forces commenced a gradual push, systematically diminishing the enemy's ranks.

Nevertheless, this advancement did not come without a cost; casualties were still being incurred by the allied forces, with soldiers falling every few minutes.

Numerous lives had already been extinguished, and the grim toll continued to rise, yet the allied forces remained resolute, refusing to falter and pressing their advance.

Abruptly, a disturbance was detected within the thick dust cloud obscuring a portion of the battlefield.

Whoosh! In the immediate aftermath, a powerful gust of wind dispersed the dust, revealing two figures standing at the epicenter, their imposing presence palpable.

The ethereal form of the Undead King materialized before all eyes—his skeletal frame, dark and imposing, with spectral blue flames illuminating the void where his eyes should be.

His body was encased in dark, metallic armor, intricately decorated with golden patterns, and a tattered cape billowed behind him.

His mere existence imposed a suffocating pressure upon the allied forces, as though the sovereign of the underworld itself had manifested before them.

Excluding Yuan's immediate company, every individual felt a jolt of fear as the Undead King appeared adjacent to the Undead Dragon.

"T-That is the Undead King...?!!!" someone vocalized, his voice betraying a tremor of disbelief.

All gazes were fixed upon the Undead King and the Undead Dragon, faces etched with terror, legs shaking uncontrollariously.

The sight alone induced a sensation of souls being wrenched from their bodies, as the oppressive aura emanating from both beings enveloped the battlefield.

"So, that is the King of the Undead... a truly grotesque appearance..." Emperor Rhex murmured softly, his eyes fixated on the distant figure.

‘Even from this distance, I can feel every strand of hair on my body stand on end... that entity is undeniably perilous,’ he mused internally, a shiver coursing down his spine.

The rest of the assembled individuals experienced a similar wave of overwhelming apprehension as they observed the Undead King positioned on the battlefield.

Suddenly, the Undead King's head turned, his gaze locking directly onto Lily, who remained suspended in the air, her own frigid stare fixed upon him.

ROAAARRRRR!!!

The Undead Dragon unfurled its ragged wings and emitted a deafening roar towards Lily, unleashing a potent shockwave that swept across the battlefield.

Numerous individuals suffered bleeding ears from the sheer force of the roar, and the very ground vibrated intensely beneath them.

The colossal dragon then ascended into the sky, hurtling directly towards Lily, blue flames igniting within its empty eye sockets and gaping maw.

Observing this, Lily offered a subtle smirk, her grip tightening on her sword, her countenance radiating unwavering confidence.

"Let's ascertain which prevails... your flames, or my ice..."

With those words, she propelled herself directly at the Undead Dragon, immediately initiating her sword technique.

The Undead Dragon opened its maw wide and unleashed a torrent of fire. Blue flames surged towards Lily, brilliantly illuminating the night sky with their azure glow.

"Frozen Moon Blade..." Lily, with a grin, confronted the incoming assault and unleashed her signature technique.

The instant she activated her skill, the ambient temperature plummeted dramatically, and her ice constructs utterly overwhelmed the dragon's blue flames.

The flames were completely consumed by Lily's icy power, leaving all witnesses of the spectacle in a state of profound astonishment.

Even Anna Grace and her companions could not help but raise their eyebrows in surprise—Lily's significant improvement in her technique had clearly caught them off guard.

"I hadn't anticipated her progression to be this rapid..." Emma commented quietly, delivering a forward punch that annihilated several undead creatures.

"Well, it is likely attributed to her unique physique. Her innate nature aligns perfectly with her chosen technique," Anna Grace responded, her attention focused on Lily's ongoing battle with the Undead Dragon.

"T-That reasoning is sound..." Emma conceded with a sigh before resuming her offensive against the undead horde.

She then paused momentarily, inhaled deeply, and exhaled sharply, releasing a dense cloud of poisonous mist into the air.

Almost instantaneously, the undead began to disintegrate under the effects of the potent poison, their forms dissolving into a viscous fluid within mere seconds.

Her poison was so virulent that it annihilated their very bones with haste, even melting their vital cores—the fundamental source of their existence.

Bang! Bang! BOOOMMMM!

The heavens shook with the ferocity of the confrontation between Lily and the Undead Dragon. Each strike from Lily impacted with such force that the dragon's very bones splintered. The Undead Dragon was undeniably succumbing to Lily's might, finding itself utterly outmatched. Furthermore, Lily displayed no indication of waning strength. Her onslaught was so unceasing that the Undead Dragon was left without a single moment to mount any counter-attack.