My gorgeous wife Chapter 2250 - 2218: River of Blood Under the Starry Sky (Part 11)

Feeling the abrupt tremor of space, Ning Wangyang paused slightly, his gaze fixed in the distance.

In his eyes, there was a hint of understanding: "It seems that what should come has finally arrived."

"Then, it’s almost time for me to wrap things up here as well."

At this moment, not far from Ning Wangyang, Hawke, whose whole body was covered in sword wounds and scorch marks, roared: "Indeed, our battle should come to an end."

"End?" Ning Wangyang slightly raised his head, looked at the massive giant beast, and chuckled: "Just you?"

At this point, Hawke had already used the Behemoth Clan’s talent ability to go berserk. Whether it was speed or strength, both had climbed more than a level, and even the speed at which he operated his cultivation had increased countless times compared to before.

And the most remarkable thing was that at Hawke’s realm, he no longer lost his reason due to berserk. He could control this power well and make it his own. At the moment, he was several times more dangerous than before.

However, Ning Wangyang still wore a calm expression, coldly watching this Giant Beast Behemoth, with a deep disdain in his eyes.

"No wonder, it’s said your Behemoth Clan lacks brains. I heard that in ancient times, you were one of the powerful races that dominated the Demon Realm, so why is it that now, there are just a few of you left?" Ning Wangyang shook his head.

Speaking of this, the blood color in Hawke’s eyes grew more intense.

"I’ll make you... die!!"

Amidst roars, Hawke charged at Ning Wangyang once again.

At this moment, Ning Wangyang gently raised his hand.

"If it weren’t for the boss ordering that this brainless guy be kept for some use later, I would have killed you already."

With that, Ning Wangyang pinched his fingers into a sword shape, slightly twisted his forefinger, drew a circle, and then gently tapped on the sword surface.

"Divine Skill—Storm of Wild Flames."

In an instant, with the black longsword as the center, endless wild flames rose to the sky, forming a terrifying starry sky storm, sweeping toward Hawke.

Hawke roared, wanting to tear apart this Flamestorm, but found that his power seemed to hit nothing, unable to touch the Flamestorm, which in the moment of his stunned daze, completely engulfed him.

"Aoooo!!!"

Within the storm came Hawke’s wretched screams and roars.

Ning Wangyang casually retracted his sword.

This strike was not just his full-strength attack, but also included some Time Law insights that Li Chen had specifically pointed out when researching this killer move for him.

The storm’s inner strength was purely the Law of Wind and Fire, but its outer layer carried a faint trace of Time Law, under the other party’s unnoticed circumstances, all attempts to destroy this divine skill would be taken away by the Time Law, entering another time dimension.

This led to this divine skill being almost... impervious to defense!

Of course, this is under the premise that the opponent doesn’t notice those subtle, almost invisible traces of Time Law.

But evidently, Hawke didn’t notice.

This race, strong as it is, is really not suited to using brains.

"Since it’s started over there, I should head over too."

Glancing at Hawke, who was engulfed and screaming in the storm, Ning Wangyang shook his head and swiftly departed.

In his hand, there was a strangely shaped device shining brilliantly. This was a positioning device crafted from the Mechanical Civilization’s core by the Palace of the Nether King. With it, he could easily locate Li Chen, who seemed to have torn through a lot of space but hadn’t actually escaped far.

...

On another battlefield, Li Chen fixed his strange gaze on the Four Great Palm Realm powerhouses: "You say you’ve been watching me for a long time. So, in truth, all my actions have been under your surveillance, right?"

"But how do you know that I don’t know I’m under your surveillance?" Li Chen suddenly countered.

For some reason, after hearing Li Chen’s words, the Four Great Palm Realm powerhouses suddenly developed an ominous feeling. They weren’t sure why, but a sense of foreboding appeared abruptly.

It seemed like that... sudden whimsy that hadn’t happened in a very long time.

But how could a Soul Realm, already seriously injured and lacking much combat power, give them this feeling?

They had watched Li Chen and Behemoth for a long time, confirming that the two were indeed engaged in a life-or-death struggle before they finally decided to enter the Starry Universe to eliminate Li Chen.

But what was this tone of the Red Dust Heavenly Venerable?

"Come out."

The rift suddenly widened as Li Chen, for the first time without any concealment, directly opened the entrance to his minor world.

Without a sound, one by one, black-armored soldiers emerged from the rift.

The Nether Army of the Palace of the Nether King!

Two thousand Nether Army, silently appeared in the starry sky. The overwhelming darkness of black armor naturally induced immense psychological pressure.

The Palm Realm powerhouses from the Soul Tribe appeared somewhat gloomy: "Red Dust Heavenly Sovereign, is this your last card? A group of Soul Realm warriors only; you should know that at our level, numbers no longer matter. No matter how strong your people are, can they be stronger than when we four Palm Realms join forces? To wipe them out is merely a matter of spending some extra effort!"

"I know." Li Chen nodded with a smile: "So, knowing you would come back, I certainly wouldn’t be merely so unprepared."

In the Void, a wormhole suddenly opened.

Soon, several figures stumblingly ran out from it.

"Suan Tian, you old coot, can’t you use a slightly more stable way to open the door next time?" an annoyed voice came.

Everyone turned to look, a group of three people.

It was Suan Tian Daoist, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor, and, reportedly cultivating in hiding for years, the Heavenly Venerable Qinglong preparing to step into the Palm Realm!

The expressions of the Four Great Palm Realm powerhouses slightly condensed, but they still coldly spoke: "One barely considered Palm Realm, along with two who aren’t even at Palm Realm, what counts are they?"

Li Chen shook his head: "Don’t rush, it’s not over yet."

At this moment, another space gate opened.

A figure emanating pale Demonic Qi emerged from within.

Without a doubt, this was another Palm Realm powerhouse, and judging by the aura on him, he was definitely from the Demon Realm, a formidable Demon Ancestor!

The nearby Demon Emperor Sagras slightly curled his lips, bowed slightly to this Demon Ancestor: "Master."

"Hmm." The Demon Ancestor lightly nodded, not looking at the others but fixing his gaze on the four Palm Realms from beyond the Starry Universe.

For an unknown reason, Behemoth suddenly felt a slight chill upon seeing this scene, were these all pre-planned?

Why did he know nothing at all?