High-Level Martial Era - Chapter 945

Chapter 945: Chapter 479: The Annihilation of Wan Mo!_3
 

Li Yuan felt it was about time to end this.

“This! This! This!… Li Yuan didn’t even unleash his full power earlier!” The East Demon Pseudo-God had realized this, roaring in fury: “You’re playing with us on purpose?!”

“Yes, I am.”

“I gave you hope, only to crush it.” Li Yuan’s gaze was icy: “You brought disaster upon my Seven Star Civilization time and again; this is merely your retribution.”

The East Demon Pseudo-God was both enraged and anxious, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless spear lights roared across the heavens, bombarding the East Demon Pseudo-God’s body incessantly, causing his life force to sharply decline.

…

In the void.

“This?”

“Too terrifying.” Fang Hai and Lant Semi-Divine were almost stupefied, even with the East Demon Pseudo-God wielding a True God Instrument, he seemed like a helpless dog under Li Yuan’s relentless assault.

Especially when Li Yuan summoned the Nine Great Phantom Bodies—so real they were indistinguishable from himself. Even the Phantom Bodies possessed attack power comparable to Pseudo-God Middle Rank strength.

“Too strong… The Eastern Demons Civilization is doomed.” Lant Semi-Divine’s eyes sparkled with excitement and even a trace of tears: “Ha-ha, we’re going to win! Dongfang, can you see this?!”

“The war against the Myriad Demons Civilization is finally nearing its end.”

Lant Semi-Divine was indeed overwhelmed with emotion.

His entire life had been dedicated to resisting the Myriad Demons Civilization’s invasion. In the past, he had felt absolute despair.

Even with Dongfang Ji’s rise, it merely gave him a sliver of hope for the Seven Star Civilization’s survival.

But today, he finally saw victory.

“Li Yuan.”

“Fifteen years… you’ve grown this powerful?” Lin Lanyue watched the terrifying figure in the void, one that could destroy worlds.

…

The Myriad Demons Civilization’s three Pseudo-Gods struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.

Under the barrage of ferocious attacks, their life breath grew weaker by the second, their resistance diminishing rapidly.

Suddenly.

“Swish, swish, swish!”

Countless silver chains suddenly shot out from Li Yuan’s body, snaking like giant serpents intent on completely binding the three Pseudo-Gods.

“Li Yuan intends to capture us?!” Bei Yue Pseudo-God was utterly hopeless, unable to comprehend how the once insignificant figure—a mere ant from not long ago—could have grown so unfathomably powerful.

“Boom! Boom!” The East Demon Pseudo-God clung desperately to the Myriad Demons Hall, still struggling furiously.

“You’re right.”

“I could have easily killed you, but I insist on playing with you—forcing you into relentless despair.”

“But I won’t stop there; I will capture you.” Li Yuan’s gaze remained frigid, his voice colder still: “I will make you witness the extinction of each and every planet of the Myriad Demons Civilization, the complete annihilation of your entire race.”

“And finally, I will force you three to kneel before Feixing’s ‘Monument’.”

“There, before all the people of my Seven Star Civilization, I will sever your heads and honor the billions of lives my civilization has lost.”

Each word from Li Yuan struck like iron, his ruthless coldness deeply unsettling the three Pseudo-Gods.

“Li Yuan!!”

“I admit you’re powerful, and you do have a chance at destroying my Myriad Demons Civilization.” The East Demon Pseudo-God suddenly unleashed an earth-shattering roar, filled with despair and a trace of recklessness: “But to capture me, to make me repent? You’re dreaming!”

“Dreaming!!!”

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from the East Demon Pseudo-God’s body, akin to a solar explosion—he had chosen to self-destruct.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Those immensely powerful silver chains failed to capture him in time.

It wasn’t just the East Demon Pseudo-God—Bei Yue and Qiong Jin Pseudo-Gods also chose self-destruction in their despair.

Even Divine beings carry their dignity.

They would rather die than be humiliated by Li Yuan.

“Self-destruction?”

“You think you can die without my permission?” Li Yuan’s cold voice resounded across the heavens.

And deep into the hearts of the three Pseudo-Gods.

Boom!

An invisible wave of Soul Power instantly enveloped the three Pseudo-Gods. That boundless, dreadful Soul Power invaded the depths of their minds in mere moments.

A True God-level Soul Secret Technique—Wanxiang Realm!

“This?” The East Demon Pseudo-God suddenly felt his consciousness disintegrate, unable to sense his Divine Fire, unable to feel his Origin Power. It was as though he had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness.

Even the strongest of the three, the East Demon Pseudo-God, succumbed so quickly—what chance did the other two have?

The gap between them was far too vast.

Three years had passed since Li Yuan had first established his Spiritual Void Realm.

Although his Soul hadn’t yet broken through to the next level, his mastery of the True God-level Soul Secret Technique had become increasingly refined.

It could be said that even a Pseudo-God Limit expert would stand little chance against Li Yuan’s Soul Technique.

In a flash.

The three Pseudo-Gods were completely subdued, their attempts to self-destruct instantly dissipating.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!” The countless silver chains surged forth, infiltrating their bodies and binding their forms, Star Meridians, and Divine Fires… utterly suppressing and restraining them.

Now, even self-destruction was impossible.

Among Divine beings, capturing one alive was far more challenging than killing.

“Through repeated assaults, I weakened their resistance—and then used the Soul Secret Technique to suppress them in one fell swoop.” Li Yuan’s body had returned to its normal size as he stared at the three figures restrained by the Divine Artifact Chains before him.

If he had only sought to kill them, he could have done so easily.

But to capture them alive without fail, especially the East Demon Pseudo-God, required considerable effort.

Boom!

Liu Bing piloted the warship, rapidly descending. Fang Hai, Lant Semi-Divine, and Lin Lanyue emerged from the ship.

“Incredible, Li Yuan.” Blood Cloth Semi-Divine was beside himself with excitement.

“Li Yuan, you actually managed to capture them alive?” Fang Hai was profoundly shocked. Being of Pseudo-God level himself, he knew full well how difficult it was to imprison a Pseudo-God.

Even a newly ascended True God would not dare claim absolute certainty in capturing figures like the East Demon Pseudo-God alive.