Light!
It was light!
The light from the Hall of Throne streamed in through the gap cleaved open by Cecilia, illuminating King Ron and the blood-filled sacrificial altar!
Instantly, the darkness was dispelled!
At first glance, it was like the spotlight that follows a star during a concert!
It was intensely dazzling!
Especially for King Ron, it was painfully bright!
After his core was damaged, in order to sustain his own life, King Ron had spent years in seclusion within this sunless underground altar. He dreamt of leaving this terrible place to feel the warm sunlight outside!
For this, he had carefully planned a grand scheme against Sean, not hesitating to bring ruin upon Sean’s family!
Now, he had finally waited for this day, yearning for the moment when he would see the sun again!
But who could have expected such sudden changes? Not only was he outwitted by Sean and Lilies Archer, but Cecilia, who carried the blood of Liane Field, had so dominantly and furiously cleaved a path through the floor of the Hall of Throne and the underground altar, allowing him to see the long-desired light in such a way!
Damn it!
Damn it!
Damn it!!!
The moment he was illuminated by the light, King Ron’s pupils contracted fiercely. Instinctively, he shielded his eyes with his hand, and his heart, which had been in his throat, dropped to his stomach in an instant! His face was as black as charcoal!
It was broken!
The nearly two-meter-thick floor had actually been cleaved apart by Cecilia layer by layer!
This meant that King Ron’s plan to buy time and let Cecilia self-destruct was also going bankrupt!
Boom!
Before King Ron fully adapted to the sudden intense light, Cecilia’s seventh strike came crashing down. Accompanied by a deafeningly loud noise, the crack in the floor expanded several times in an instant. More broken tiles and debris collapsed down, almost burying King Ron and the entire altar!
“Bastard!!!”
King Ron cursed out loud, forced to act as things had progressed this far. With no choice, he had to endure the heart-wrenching pain from his core and shook his robust body violently!
Instantly, an incredibly majestic bright energy burst forth from his body and a chilling gust of wind raged around him, sweeping up the collapsing debris and splashing it around the altar!
The scene was incredibly shocking!
If the falling debris was a downpour, then the chilling wind around King Ron was a giant umbrella, protecting not only himself but also the huge altar with a diameter of 9. 9 meters!
This altar was a legacy left by the ancestors, a larger version of the Cauldron. The Soul Devouring Array was mysterious and greatly beneficial to martial arts cultivation. King Ron naturally could not allow Cecilia to destroy it!
After all, after slaying Cecilia, King Ron still needed to rely on this altar to survive!
However, this was a great misfortune for Sean and King of Night, who had fallen on both sides of the altar, vomiting blood, barely alive, and unable to stand up. The debris that was originally falling towards King Ron and the pool of blood in the altar flew towards them instead. Before they could struggle or resist, they were buried under the debris!
“King Ron!”
As the crack in the floor doubled in size, a woman in a red wedding dress appeared at the edge of the crack, holding Wolf’s Massacre. It was Cecilia!
Cecilia looked down at King Ron, who was sitting cross-legged atop a jade pillar. They stared at each other across the gap in the floor!
Then, Cecilia said in a deep voice: “Get out!”
Clearly, after cleaving the floor open, Cecilia didn’t plan to jump into the underground altar and fight King Ron to the death.
Instead, she wanted King Ron to come out!
After all, a life and death battle between two Bright Realm practitioners would be too destructive. This small underground altar couldn’t withstand it. Then, the critically injured Sean and King of Night would inevitably be caught in the crossfire and have no chance of survival!
And this was exactly what King Ron wanted!
King Ron had no desire to engage in a death match with Cecilia in the underground altar either. Now being poisoned, his core was growing weaker. The Soul Devouring Array was his only lifeline!
So, King Ron, braving the excruciating pain emanating from his core, slowly stood up. He raised his right hand, made a grabbing gesture in the air, and with a swift whooshing sound, a gilded sword that had been hanging on the altar wall shot towards him. He caught it with ease!
This sword, forged from the snow domain cold iron, was unparalleled in sharpness. It emitted flickering cold glimmers. The core of the sword was gilded and silver-plated, exquisitely carved on both sides with the images of two coiling black dragons. The heads of the two dragons met at the sword hilt!
This sword, named the Sword of Emperor, was left behind by his ancestors, like the underground altar. Only the successor to the throne was qualified to use it. It could be said to be a symbol of imperial power!
Hence, it was named the Sword of Emperor!
“You think you can?”
“You want to kill me?”
“Hmph!”
“Overestimating your abilities!”
With the Sword of Emperor in hand, gusts of wind swirled around King Ron. His clothes fluttered wildly, and his cold eyes emitted a murderous aura. As he spoke, he stomped on the ground, and his entire body shot out from the crack in the floor, leaving the underground altar!
He must kill Cecilia as soon as possible!
King Ron’s damaged core needed the nourishment of the altar’s blood pool. Now, being poisoned was like adding frost to the snow. It was very disadvantageous for him to leave the underground altar to fight Cecilia at this point!
He could only fight quickly and return!
And Cecilia, having used up more than half of the Liane Field blood in her body, didn’t have much time left either. She also wanted to kill King Ron as soon as possible and end the battle!
So, this life-and-death battle between Bright Realm cultivators was actually a ruthless race against time!
If the battle dragged on, even without King Ron, Cecilia would die!
And without Cecilia, King Ron, having left the underground altar, would also die from core explosion!
The question was, who could kill the other first before falling?
Who could last until the last second?
Boom!
The moment King Ron rushed out of the underground altar, a fierce battle ensued. Accompanied by a thunderous bang, the floor that had just stabilized trembled violently again!
At this moment, a faint rustling sound could be heard amidst the loud rumbling. On the left side of the altar, a hand covered in fresh blood emerged from a mound of broken pottery and debris!
Then, another rustling sound, and another hand emerged!
Rustle!
Rustle!
Rustle!
Sean, who had been buried under the debris, shook off the rubble on his body and stood up shakily. His body was covered in blood and dust from head to toe, looking absolutely ragged!
Rustle!
Rustle!
Rustle!
Almost at the same time as Sean stood up, there was a strange sound from the broken pottery and debris on the right side of the altar. The seriously injured King of Night also struggled to stand up!
Compared to Sean, the King of Night, who had lost his right arm, looked even more miserable. His black robe was tattered, and he was shaking. His breath was extremely weak, like a candle in the wind!
Most importantly, the Prajna mask that had always been on the King of Night’s face had fallen into the surrounding rubble!
Sean looked at the King of Night across the altar!
One glance! Just one glance, and Sean’s pupils contracted sharply. There was a look of surprise on his face!
He saw the face that King of Night had always hidden behind the mask!