Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 2153: 581

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Lu Changsheng journeys towards a Fourth-tier Island, sensing a powerful omen of fortune. Upon arrival, he discovers the island is guarded by a Third Rank formation and occupied by a Transformed Demon King and five cultivators refining a treasure. The situation escalates dramatically when the Demon King undergoes a painful transformation, and the cultivators turn against him, attempting to suppress him with the incomplete treasure. Lu Changsheng observes this chaotic turn of events, viewing the prized island as his for the taking.

Lu Changsheng retrieved the Sun and Moon Taiji Mysterious Light Mirror, and an ancient-looking Great Luo Sword Embryo appeared within his grasp.

With a subtle exertion of his will, a snow-white Dan Pill floated out from his forehead, manifesting into a young man who bore a striking resemblance to him in both appearance and demeanor.

Without delay, the Life-bound Magic Treasure known as the Yin Yang Chart materialized, hovering serenely behind his head.

A casual flick of his finger sent a purple-green gourd from his Storage Ring soaring towards the Three Treasures Incarnation.

This island was known to be inhabited by a Fourth Rank Transformed Demon King, a fact that compelled Lu Changsheng to exercise the utmost caution.

Before he could fully finalize his preparations, the island ahead began to tremble violently, causing the surrounding seawater to churn and surge as if in a fit of rage.

"Roar!!!"

A deep, ferocious roar, resonant as thunder, echoed through the air.

Subsequently, an enormous beast, a colossal silver-blue creature easily tens of meters in length, ascended into the sky.

Its scale armor shimmered with an icy sheen, enveloped by a layer of silver-gray Gang Wind. As its wings unfurled, they generated ceaseless currents of Gang Wind, whipping the wild sand into a frenzy and carving tiny fissures of darkness into the very fabric of space.

Five streaks of rainbow light were observed fleeing in panic in as many directions – these were precisely the five cultivators who had previously assisted the Split Wind Beast in refining its treasure.

However, their efforts had greatly underestimated the sheer, terrifying might of a Fourth Rank Transformed Demon King.

Despite having been subjected to a surprise attack and sustaining severe injuries, the immense gulf between the Third and Fourth Ranks remained an insurmountable chasm.

The Gang Wind currents blanketing the island instantly coalesced into Wind Blades hundreds of meters long, effectively sealing off the entire domain.

These Wind Blades descended with howling ferocity, their air-slicing sound akin to the violent snapping of countless strings, grating painfully against the ears.

Even as the five Nascent Soul Cultivators unleashed their full might, employing their Miraculous Divine Abilities and bolstering their surrounding Body-Protecting Magic Barriers, these defenses shattered under the relentless onslaught, leaving their faces drained of color.

"Not only did you poison this king, but you also ruined my precious treasures. You despicable humans, every last one of you deserves to perish!!!"

The Split Wind Beast’s visage contorted with fury, its eyes burning with a crazed, deep-green luminescence. Its scaled body and wings pulsed incessantly, as if struggling to contain immense inner agony. It let out a mighty roar, a sound like a thousand beasts wailing in unison, powerful enough to deafen any listener.

"Puff!!!"

The five Nascent Soul Cultivators had expended a significant portion of their mana during the prior treasure refining process.

Now, subjected to the layered assaults of the Split Wind Beast and its deafening roar, their Qi-Blood surged uncontrollably. Unable to withstand the strain, some were seen spitting blood on the spot.

"So this is the true power of a Transformed Demon King!"

"Even after being afflicted by the Corrosive Immortal Miasma, it still wields such dreadful power."

Their faces ashen, the five were consumed by despair, acknowledging that escape was an impossibility on this day.

Yet, since the moment they were lured to this place by the Split Wind Beast, they had indeed foreseen such a dire outcome.

Had this not been the case, they would never have dared to execute such a treacherous, backstabbing maneuver.

Just as overwhelming despair began to take hold, a distant rumbling sound unexpectedly reached their ears.

They beheld a dazzling, resplendent radiance that tore a massive breach in the Great Formation protecting Sky Splitting Island.

This radiance, though not overly intense, carried an alarmingly chilling Qi Mechanism. Wherever its light touched, thousands of Wind Blades were pulverized, disintegrating into nothingness.

"Dong..."

In the ensuing moment, they witnessed a figure emerge, a Yin Yang Chart shimmering above his head, wielding an ancient Sword Embryo as he strode forth.

His entire being emanated a luminous glow, most notably his chest, where a radiant sun seemed to rise, illuminating the world with an intensity that made direct viewing impossible.

"Senior, please save us!"

Instantly, one of the cultivators cried out in desperate appeal towards the figure who appeared as if an ancient deity descended.

While uncertain whether this newcomer was an ally or an adversary, in such a dire, life-or-death situation, they could not afford to deliberate, their sole desire being to escape imminent doom.

"Clang!"

The figure remained silent, his aura surging with formidable power as he directly advanced upon the colossal form of the Split Wind Beast.

The ancient Sword Embryo in his hand unleashed a beam of sword light so potent it eclipsed the sun and moon, merging with the increasingly vibrant, nine-colored radiance emanating from his chest. This convergence forged a terrifying Qi Mechanism capable of annihilating all forms of magic and obliterating all matter, causing the very heavens and earth to tremble.

"Humans, you all deserve to die!!!"

As Lu Changsheng unexpectedly lunged towards it, the Split Wind Beast's countenance twisted horribly, emitting a dread-inducing roar. Its colossal form exuded an oppressive, suffocating aura, akin to a dense, dark cloud solidifying the very heavens and earth. Subsequently, silver light erupted from its scaled armor, and its wings quivered violently.

Despite this, Lu Changsheng remained undaunted, the luminescence on his chest intensifying, as intricate runes began to interweave and manifest, like an unparalleled scripture being intoned with a grand and resounding cadence.

Concurrently, a spectral image of a three-headed, six-armed Demon Buddha materialized behind him, ascending rapidly until it rivaled the Split Wind Beast's size. It brandished a flail, crafted from neither wood nor stone, etched with markings of the Dao, and swept it towards the Split Wind Beast.

The immense force generated repercussions in the air, evoking the howls of countless demons, intertwined with Buddhist chants for the salvation of all souls, instilling a profound sense of awe and trepidation.

"Boom!!!"

Although the Split Wind Beast was a Fourth Rank Transformed Demon King, having undergone hundreds of years of transformation and possessing immense power, it was sent hurtling away by Lu Changsheng's devastating strike. Its massive body slammed heavily into a minor peak, causing the mountain to crumble and cave in, erupting in a colossal plume of dust and debris.

The five Nascent Soul Cultivators observing from a distance were utterly stunned, their shock quickly giving way to amazement and exhilaration.

They had never conceived that this elder who had appeared so abruptly possessed such world-altering might.

With a single blow, he had sent the Split Wind Beast flying.

"Roar!!!"

However, this powerful assault inflicted minimal damage upon the Split Wind Beast.

Its entire form pulsed with a silver-gray luminescence as it roared in utter fury. Its wings unfurled like celestial shadows, descending with enraged velocity towards Lu Changsheng.

Simultaneously, an onslaught of Wind Blades materialized from every conceivable direction, resembling razor-sharp daggers that sliced through the fabric of the void.