Chapter 1242 - 495: Rise of the Demon Realm

The entire battlefield’s air seemed to have frozen.

However, the Rakshasa was laughing hysterically.

So mad it didn’t seem human.

"Zhang Beixing, you’re too naive!"

"With just this bit of skill, you dare shout at the Demon Race?"

A shout cut off, and Demonic Qi soared to the sky.

Boundless purple mist instantly transformed into a pitch-black giant net, falling on the Great Zhou Legion.

"Bastard!"

Richard, seeing this, hurriedly urged his horse forward, wanting to protect his lord behind him.

However, a black shadow suddenly appeared at that moment.

Like a ghost, blocking his path.

"Who are you?!"

Richard’s face changed with anger, questioning harshly.

"Hehe, I am one of the four Grand Elders of the Demon Race, King Asura!"

The newcomer sneered repeatedly, with a chilling murderous intent surging.

"General Richard, I’ve long admired your name."

"Today, I will eradicate you, the Demon Race’s greatest threat!"

As the words fell, a crimson long knife chopped down with the wind.

Like a bloody setting sun, devouring everything.

"Stop!"

In the nick of time, a graceful figure flashed across like lightning.

Blade lights and sword shadows intertwined fiercely.

It was actually Alina!

She was well-prepared; how could she let the Demon Race’s ambush succeed?

"Vampire? Haha, this is getting more interesting."

King Asura laughed sinisterly, eyes greedy.

For this beauty of peerless looks, he had long been salivating.

"Beauty, why not submit to me and become a Demon Empress?"

"I can let you enjoy riches and honor, have everything you desire."

The words brimmed with temptation.

"Dream on!"

Alina coldly laughed, biting her silver teeth.

"Mere demon, and you think you’re worthy for me to stoop so low?"

"People like Rakshasa, I kill as easily as mowing grass!"

Fangs glinted, with a chilling gleam.

She was a noble Vampire Princess, how could she allow these lowly beings to touch her?

"Courting death!"

King Asura flew into a rage, face twisted ferociously.

To dare insult him so, simply deserved to die a thousand deaths!

For a moment, Demonic Qi surged violently.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in boundless ferocity.

The army, on the verge of collapse.

"Kill them all! Leave none alive!"

Rakshasa finally couldn’t restrain himself, roaring madly.

"Zhang Beixing, our grudge ends today!"

With that, he leaped forward.

Transformed into a black gleam, diving into the center of the battlefield.

"Ha, Rakshasa, you’re finally willing to come out?"

Zhang Beixing stood with hands behind his back, imposing without anger.

Everything earlier was under his control.

This was the situation, the target he wanted!

"Die!"

Rakshasa’s eyes turned blood-red, fierce like a demon.

His hands clasped together, chanting under his breath.

The next second, countless purple lightning descended from the sky.

"Heaven-Sundering and Earth-Destroying!"

Sharp arcs of electricity burst instantly.

Straight for Zhang Beixing’s face, unstoppable.

However, facing this terrifying Demon Race forbidden technique.

The latter was calm, not even frowning.

"Is this all you’ve got?"

He laughed coldly, Heaven and Earth Dharma Aspect appeared.

A golden rune emerged in his palm, shining brilliantly.

"Break!"

As the words fell, in an instant, the light was dazzling.

A terrifying wave of energy burst from his palm, sweeping in all directions.

Boom!

The earth-shattering roar exploded once again.

Two completely different energies collided head-on in the air.

Back and forth, heart-stirring.

Yet this time, Rakshasa’s face changed drastically.

He felt an unmatched pressure, emanating from the opponent.

It was a momentum as if it could tear the world apart.

"This... how is this possible?!"

He couldn’t believe it, eyes wide, face pale as paper.

堂堂Forbidden technique of the Demon Race, couldn’t withstand an attack from a junior?

A mere human, what on earth is he?

"Not convinced? Then show your skills!"

Zhang Beixing laughed coldly, standing with hands behind his back.

Golden light flourished around him, dimming heaven and earth.

The self-important demon in front of him, was not in his eyes.

"Go die for me!"

Rakshasa finally couldn’t hold back, howling mournfully.

Exercising all his strength, he swore to tear the person apart.

However, no matter how he struggled.

He couldn’t budge the slightest, that god-like figure.

Instead, it was himself, retreating under this immense pressure.

"Pfft!"

A dull sound, blood splattering.

It was Zhang Beixing, who pierced through his chest with one palm!

"This... how is this possible..."

Rakshasa looked ashen, staring incredulously at the hand.

He lost so thoroughly, so vulnerably?

"Zhang Beixing, what kind of monster are you?!"

"Who I am, is not important."

Zhang Beixing said curtly, not bothering to explain.

For him, there was only one purpose now.

And that was, to completely eliminate this dangerous figure!

"Goodbye, Rakshasa."

"In your next life, be a well-behaved demon, and don’t provoke me again!"

As the words fell, he struck down with another palm.

Boom!

The earth-shattering roar exploded once again.

The so-called immortal leader of the Demon Race, just like that.

In front of all his subordinates, his head and body separated.

Transforming into a mass of black energy, dissipating between heaven and earth.

"No... impossible..."

The remaining Demon Race members were dumbstruck.

Their king, just died like that?

Dead at the hands of a human?

It was like something out of a myth, unheard of!

"The Master is mighty! Invincible in the world!"

Richard and Alina, however, were moved to tears of excitement.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have believed it.

The Master was mighty to such an extent, truly unparalleled through the ages!

"Everyone stand down."

Zhang Beixing said calmly, as if killing Rakshasa was just a routine matter.

He swept his gaze, countless defeated soldiers of the Demon Race, all prostrated.