Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 1398

Chapter 1398: Chapter 533: The Might of the Great Demon King, Jack Clark’s Arrival Chapter 1398: Chapter 533: The Might of the Great Demon King, Jack Clark’s Arrival The sudden intervention of the Heavenly Feather Clan caught Jack Clark, the True Martial Heavenly King, and his companions off guard.

The initial agreement between the two parties was that they would control Cortes (Left Demon) while Jonathan Walker was casting the Summoning Secret Skill, and it was at that instant that the True Martial Heavenly King would strike to Suppress him.

As for them, they were to prevent the possible intervention of the Purgatory Demon Gods and the high probability of a full-scale war breaking out.

Boom!

The Number Ten Plane, frozen in time and space, shattered its sky, forming a hollow thousands of kilometers in size, from which endless White Light poured down through the Hollow, brimming with the essence of Holy Light.

From afar, it looked like a beam of light thousands of kilometers thick descended from the sky, intending to purify the world below shrouded in the darkness of the Abyss.

Especially within that pillar of heavenly-reaching white light, a pure white Radiance that resembled a long spear circulated, exuding the ancient Aura of the first ray of Primordial Light.

The moment that Primordial Light appeared, the Demon Gods observing from outside the Eternal Domain all felt a strong sense of danger.

The Lord of Holy Light is the innate life born from the Pool of Light with the power of the Eternal Divine Tree, fused with the Rule Origin of the Divine King of Light, the strongest of the Heavenly Feather Clan.

This ray of Primordial Light is its accompanying artifact, containing the strength of the first light created by the domain of the Eternal Divine Tree, tantamount to a half-step World-class weapon.

The Lord of Holy Light, wielding the Primordial Spear and like the True Martial Heavenly King, possessed the combat ability to Reverse Defeat ordinary Demon Gods, making it the strongest beneath the Divine Kings of the Heavenly Feather Clan.

Over the years, on the battlefields between the Heavenly Feather Clan and the Purgatory Empire, it was basically this entity that blocked the terrifyingly powerful Left Demon.

However, just as the entire Plane was being sacrificed by the three Peak Main Gods and the utmost powerful forces they had Summoned were sealing it, and the Lord of Holy Light was fully invoking the Primordial Light to purify the Left Demon, a Terrifying Power descended.

Boom!

The entire Plane shook violently, as a pair of immense, endless claws covered in black scales reached into the Plane, eclipsing half of the sky.

With just the appearance of the claws, the Demonic Aura they emitted effortlessly shattered the force that froze time and space, generating rings of black shock waves that trembled throughout space and time.

Spitting Essence Blood from their mouths, the three Heavenly Feather Divine Kings, burning both soul and True Body, saw their vast shadows of light directly shattered by the Trembling Aura.

“Great Demon God Tyris!”

At the edge of the tattered Hollow in the Firmament, the Lord of Holy Light, clutching the Primordial Spear, displayed a trace of astonishment in its eyes, and the originally descending Spear of Light paused in its hand.

Nobody expected that Great Demon God Tyris, the mightiest being among the three Purgatory Empires, would take direct action at the first sign of an ambush on the Left Demon.

Shouldn’t an entity of this caliber only appear at the very last moment?

Boom!

The demon claws grasping either side of the Plane’s sky tore apart fiercely, and in an instant, the Plane’s sky was split in two by a terrifying force, creating a pitch-black crack tens of thousands of kilometers long.

Outside the crack, a terrifying figure stood tall; towering over hundreds of thousands of meters high, surrounded by endless Dark Demon Air, these formed a number of Distorted Worlds.

These worlds were unmistakably the nine Planes already controlled and corrupted by the Purgatory Empire, and as the Great Demon King manipulated the Abyssal Power, their respective space-times were merging.

Most crucially, throughout these nine Planes were distributed Main Battle Legions of True Demons, Vassal Demonized Alien Legions; the sheer number of them, at a rough glance, was at least over two hundred million.

More than two hundred million High-Ranking Powerhouses possessing at least Five Demonic Marks, and countless others with Eight Path Demon Marks and Nine Demonic Marks, along with Giant Demonized Beasts and Flying Giant Beasts circling overhead, the Aura was terrifying.

What caused the Heavenly Feather Clan and people like True Martial Heavenly King to be earnest was the presence of demon king castles floating above these legions, surrounded by swirling Dark Demon Air, covering the sky.

At this moment, above those demon king castles, the Demon Kings had revealed their True Forms, towering hundreds to thousands of kilometers tall, with the shapes of Three-headed Six-armed and Three-headed Eight-armed Demon Kings.

The number was close to two hundred.

Among them, there were over one hundred and fifty Demon Kings and thirty-seven Great Demon Kings, with a quarter of them being at the peak of their realms as Demon Kings and Great Demon Kings.

In this moment, the formidable high-end combat power displayed by the three major empires had slightly shocked all of the experts from the Heavenly Feather Clan and the Human Race.

Although it was known that over the last few centuries, the three Purgatory Empires had been continuously ‘training troops,’ using their numerical advantage to grind down the Heavenly Feather Strongmen with Demon Kings and Great Demon Kings taking turns in battle.

But they had not expected that after years of attrition against the Heavenly Feather Clan, there remained so many mythical-level strongmen.

Especially when the three empires had initiated the War of Extermination, there were still some Demon Kings and Great Demon Kings left behind to guard the empire.

As that terrifying figure tore through the Number Ten Plane, initiated the Abyssal Descent, and forcibly merged the Nine Great Dark Planes, around the edge of the Eternal Divine Domain, four Heavenly Feather Divine Kings maintained their standoff with nine Demon Gods.

Behind them, with twelve white wings spread wide, radiating endless white light, a figure resembling a Creation Angel spoke slowly, and an ancient, majestic voice echoed throughout space-time.

“So it’s the True Demon God Body of Tyris. It seems you can no longer restrain yourselves and are ready to fight our clan with all your might.”

“I wonder though, are you prepared for the fall of several Demon Gods?”

Outside the Domain, sitting high upon the ancient throne, Tyris was shrouded in darkness, only a pair of dark red eyes emerged, his voice echoing, deep and sonorous.

“Pitiful Metastat, once I decide to obliterate your Heavenly Feather Clan, no Demonic Energy can defy my Will.”

As he spoke, Tyris slowly stood up from the ancient throne, and in an instant, a pressure powerful enough to shake the entire Eternal Domain erupted, imperceptibly superior even to the Demon Gods.