Douluo Dalu 3: The Legend of the Dragon King

Chapter 1891: Fall of the Sickle Emperor

All of the other Battle Gods picked opponents for themselves, while Dong Zi'an barged ruthlessly into the enemy camp, heading directly toward the Sickle Emperor, which had been wounded by Nangong Yi earlier.

If the Sickle Emperor had to be categorized from a Soul Master perspective, then it would definitely be an agility attack system Soul Master, and in the human world, assault system Soul Masters were the bane of agility attack system Soul Masters.

Dong Zi'an was undoubtedly the most aggressive type of assault system Soul Master, and his body began to swell in size as he donned his battle armor while pouncing toward his target.

Discounting the soul fusion skills, the only two true Limit Douluos in the human camp were Guan Yue and Dong Zi'an. The Sickle Emperor was naturally able to sense Dong Zi'an's power, and it wouldn't have anything to fear if it were in a peak condition, but it was currently severely wounded and debilitated, and so it could only flap its wings vigorously as it attempted to evade its assailant.

The second string of the zither was strummed again, and the Sickle Emperor felt as if heaven and earth had been flipped on its head.

Everything around it instantly blurred, and all of a sudden, it was stunned to discover that it was drawing closer to Dong Zi'an instead of getting away.

The Sickle Emperor was naturally greatly alarmed by this turn of events, but it was in this dire situation that it put its power on full display. Its wings began to flap at an ultra-high frequency, allowing it to forcibly arrest its own momentum, and at the same time, its body began to blur, taking on an illusory quality.

In the next instant, it transformed into countless projections that shot forth in all directions.

Right at this moment, Dong Zi'an drew to a halt and made a tearing motion with his wolf claws, and a spatial rift really was torn open directly ahead of him.

In the next instant, he flew into the rift and disappeared into thin air.

The Sickle Emperor was in the process of fleeing the scene, but all of a sudden, it was struck by an indescribable sense of fear that caused it to tremble uncontrollably.

It reflexively slashed its sickle toward a certain direction, and right at this moment, the space there tore open, following which a figure emerged.

It was none other than Dong Zi'an in full flight, and he reached out with his right hand to strike the sickle from the side. At the same time, he let loose a thunderous roar, and the surrounding space instantly caved in.

Tremendous pressure compressed the Sickle Emperor's body from all directions, resulting in a split second of paralysis. In the next instant, Dong Zi'an's claws had already grabbed onto its body, and a vicious smile appeared on Dong Zi'an's face as his muscles bulged violently, tearing the Sickle Emperor's body apart with his bare hands!

On the ground below, violent tremors erupted from the sealed abyssal passageway once again, and it was also right at this moment that a streak of golden light shot forth through the air.

The abyssal energy of the Sickle Emperor was just about to escape, but it was instantly drawn to the streak of golden light and devoured in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, the rumbling from the abyssal passageway grew even more violent, and all of the Abyssal Evil Sickles on the battlefield exploded into clouds of abyssal energy, all of which was also devoured by the Golden Dragon Spear.

All of this had happened in the blink of an eye, and the Demonic Sovereign had only just arrested its own momentum before turning around, only to discover that the Sickle Emperor had already perished.

It had to be said that the human camp's teamwork had been immaculate. Dong Zi'an wasn't a part of the Battle God Hall, but he was following Guan Yue's instructions.

Nangong Yi had severely wounded the Sickle Emperor, thereby giving Dong Zi'an an opportunity, but what was more important was the Rising Sun Heavenly Zither's group control ability.

Under its control, the Demonic Sovereign was essentially temporarily removed from the battle, thereby providing Dong Zi'an with the window of opportunity required to slay the Sickle Emperor.

As a result of this development, the human camp had gained a significant advantage.

Even though there were still three abyssal sovereigns left, the Sickle Emperor was an extremely effective strike weapon, and the loss of this strike weapon was a heavy blow to the abyssal camp.

As Tang Wulin hurled his Golden Dragon Spear through the air, both he and Gu Yuena had their attention fixed on Demon Sovereign, watching her every move.

To their surprise, Demon Sovereign made no attempt to stop him; she merely looked up at the unfolding scene in the sky with an icy gaze, as if none of this had anything to do with her.

The Golden Dragon Spear returned, and it was carrying scorching abyssal energy, which it transmitted to the secondary tree of life not far away.

Tang Wulin could clearly sense the emotions of elation and exaltation being expressed by the secondary tree of life in response.

Gu Yuena had already let go of Tang Wulin's hand, but she was only appraising the battle instead of using the Silver Dragon Spear to devour any of the abyssal energy that had arisen.

The Demonic Sovereign was furious to see the death of the Sickle Emperor, and he threw his head back as he let loose a thunderous roar.

He flapped his wings vigorously, and the entire sky fell dark.

This was his domain, the Dark Heaven Domain!

The darkness in the sky brought with it immense pressure, and all of the Battle Gods could feel their own soul power circulation becoming noticeably more sluggish.

In the next instant, they felt as if they had been plunged into a vacuum, and all of the energy particles in the air were fading at an astonishing rate; it was as if the entire space had been devoured by the Dark Heaven Domain.

The Rising Sun Heavenly Zither began to glow brightly as its third string was strummed, and the air became scorching hot again as a red light barrier erupted outward, forcibly keeping out the pressure of the Dark Heaven Domain.

Right at this moment, the Demonic Sovereign swooped down from the heavens, and he was immediately met by Dong Zi'an, whose body also instantly swelled to over 100 meters tall as he sprang up into the sky.

Meanwhile, the clash between Guan Yue and the Black Sovereign had also already commenced.

In the face of Guan Yue's spear strike, bands of black light unfurled behind the Black Sovereign, forming a giant black hole that was releasing immense devouring force, while she quickly fused into the black hole in an attempt to protect herself from Guan Yue's attack.

Guan Yue's Sky Crossing Divine Spear glowed with scintillating light as it instantly pierced through the heavens, and the black hole was instantly destroyed as the Black Sovereign stumbled out into the open amid a muffled groan.

The Sky Crossing Divine Spear was thrust forward once again, and it was still just a simple attack without any embellishment, but the Black Sovereign was struck by a sense of powerlessness.

The death of the Sickle Emperor had had a heavy impact on her, and a hint of resolution appeared in her eyes.

She knew that she had to put her life on the line here.

Her long hair began to sway in the breeze, and she made a cupping motion with her hands, following which a ball of purplish-black light appeared over her palms.

As one of the 10 abyssal sovereigns, the Black Sovereign was certainly no slouch in battle. As soon as the purplish-black ball of light emerged, everything in the surrounding area began to twist and warp. Even the almighty Sky Crossing Divine Spear was diverted to the side, and at the same time, the Black Sovereign's entire body had also turned a purplish-black color.

She hurled the ball of light through the air, and despite its unimpressive size, it was heavier than the tallest of mountains.