Chapter 579: Another Harvest

Chapter 579: Another Harvest

The Ninth Seat King had lost all of his former majesty and ferocity at this moment.

Xiao Ming gazed at this Ninth Seat King enveloped in the Emperor Flame and couldn't help but be amazed.

Compared to the natives of the Tian Xuan continent, the life force of these Yimo was terrifyingly tenacious. Although Xiao Ming held back, the Yimo managed to survive his previous attack. Moreover, this Ninth Seat King had been severely wounded, and his devil body had been destroyed. However, if he managed to escape, it was likely that he would gradually recover in a hundred years.

In contrast, the strong individuals of the Tianxuan Continent might not have such an easy time surviving.

Furthermore, among the Fiend Clans, the Yimo Tribe was considered to be middle-ranking at best. There was indeed something extraordinary about these Fiend Clans.

"You can't kill this king!"

The Ninth Seat King's expression turned very ugly. Although he had an extremely tenacious life force, he felt a strong sense of dread in the face of Xiao Ming. He did not believe he had any chance of survival under Xiao Ming's hands and could only resort to useless bluster.

"I'm not going to kill you," Xiao Ming smiled and, without waiting for the Ninth Seat King to show a relieved expression, he took out the Yimo King he had obtained from the Dao Sect and threw the Ninth Seat King inside.

The Ninth Seat King roared in anger as soon as he was thrown in.

"Ah! It's you!... Have you gone mad?! You actually want to devour this king...!"

No one responded to the Ninth Seat King.

Hiss, hiss!

Hissing sounds accompanied by screams filled the air, which soon faded away, leaving only the sound of chewing...

Shortly after, the demonic bead in Xiao Ming's hand surged in strength, reaching the peak of the 2nd Calamity Reincarnation Stage.

Buzz!

As the strength of the demonic bead surged, it flickered as if it wanted to escape. However, Xiao Ming just let out a cold snort, and it instantly froze in place.

"Ah! What kind of evil method did you use to compel me to devour my own kind!" The Yimo King inside the demonic bead roared furiously, realizing too late what had happened.

"I don't have an obligation to answer you." Xiao Ming ignored him. His gaze seemed to pierce through space as he looked into the distance.

"However, your next big meal is about to arrive."

"W-What?"

...

This was a field of darkness, completely devoid of light. An inexhaustible evil permeated the darkness, an evil that didn't belong to this world.

Amidst the darkness, a couple of blood-red lamps glowed faintly. These lamps were as thin as bones, emitting an endless Demonic Qi as they burned slowly.

He had a purple pair of eyes. However, one was unable to see any emotions within them. They appeared as though they belonged to the Grim Reaper itself.

"Kekeke, Lord Ninth Seat King, I sensed your presence from afar. Over these years, you..."

As soon as Tian Ming, better known as King Tianming, appeared, he began to speak while laughing strangely. However, as he scanned the surroundings, he realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.

Where was the Ninth Seat King?

He had sensed him just moments ago, but now there was nothing!

Wait a minute, isn't that person holding a demonic bead made from their Yimo Tribe members?

Hiss, there are two True King-rank auras on it!

As his gaze landed on Xiao Ming, King Tianming's pupils contracted. Unlike the Ninth Seat King, he didn't waste any words.

In a split second, he clenched his teeth and changed his hand seals. Densely packed purple-gold demonic symbols abruptly surfaced on his body as an extremely wild and fierce fluctuation spread.

Bang!

King Tianming's body suddenly exploded, and terrifying Demonic Qi transformed into a thirty-thousand-meter giant wave that swept outwards, causing space itself to crumble wherever it passed. King Tianming had chosen to self-destruct his devil body!

Buzz!

A multi-colored light pillar, large enough to fill the sky, appeared and shot upwards, countering the monstrous demonic wave.

Ch ch!

As the demonic waves were pushed back, Black Qi suddenly gathered at the spot where King Tianming had self-destructed, forming a black heart covered with purple-gold light patterns. This heart began to flee the moment it appeared.

"You are much smarter than that Ninth Seat King!"

However, just as the heart was about to escape amidst the chaos, Xiao Ming's laughter echoed. Space distorted as a white figure appeared in front of the heart, grasping it tightly.

"You're quite bold. Aren't you afraid that my tribe will ensure you never have a chance to reincarnate?"

The black heart covered with purple-gold light symbols beat rapidly. King Tianming's face appeared on the heart as he cried out in a threatening voice.

"You'll need the ability to do that first. Now, tell me, why would a King-rank Yimo appear in such a remote area?"

"You can give up hope. I won't tell you!"

"In that case, don't blame me..."

Moments later, Xiao Ming threw King Tianming into the demonic bead in his hand and muttered, "Yuan Gate? Devil Prison? Let's deal with the Yuan Gate first."