The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5685

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"Ten-Thousand-Soul Devourer!"

The Soul Devourer's roar split the air. Behind him rose a colossal demon effigy woven from countless wailing souls. Its cavernous maw opened wide, ready to gulp down the river of swords.

Boom!

Light and darkness collided again. The surge chewed at itself until both forces exploded, hurling the combatants apart. Blood streaked from the corners of their mouths as they tumbled backward through the void.

"Seems you never abandoned the Heaven Gate style," the Soul Devourer sneered, wiping the crimson from his chin.

"I kept enough to kill you." Cold-eyed, Zevon flashed forward, hands weaving seals. "Starfall!"

Daylight dimmed as stars sparkled into existence. Spears of starlight punched through demon clouds, descending like a meteor storm toward the Soul Devourer.

"World-Devouring Demon Art!" he bellowed. Demon mist contracted into a bottomless vortex that swallowed the falling star-beams as fast as they landed.

They battled from sky to soil and back again, tearing reality wherever they went. Matter crumbled, and even the laws that held the world together unraveled in their wake.

The gate of Nethergate Sect cracked and crumbled under the titanic clash, entire slabs of earth sliding like broken plates across a trembling world.

The duel raged for a full day and night, until sun and moon were snuffed from the sky, rivers reversed, and it seemed level nine might be punched straight through.

Jared, Sylvia, and the few who still breathed braced themselves like boats in a hurricane, their hope reduced to a thin, quivering thread. Only now did they understand what true apex power meant.

At dawn of the second day, the sphere of annihilation swelled once more and detonated with a scream of ruin.

A twin burst—like lungs expelling the last breath of a dying world—thundered overhead. Two figures plummeted like meteors, slamming into opposite horizons and plowing trenches several kilometers long before coming to a stop.