Falling into Darkness, the Immortal King's Doom

Just as the Immortal Kings were preparing to depart, Ao Sheng's body suddenly shuddered. A surge of potent energy erupted from within him, a formidable force that instantly shattered the Immortal Binding Rope.

Seeing this, the Immortal Kings hurriedly scattered to surround Ao Sheng.

They saw his body enveloped in a shroud of black mist, a vapor that seemed to rise from the abyss, reeking of decay and death.

His features were twisted, his eyes vacant, and he continuously spat out black breath as if enduring infinite agony.

"What is happening?" Immortal King Wuzhong exclaimed, sensing that Ao Sheng's aura had become abnormally violent and evil.

The other Immortal Kings also wore expressions of shock; they had never seen Ao Sheng like this, nor had they ever encountered such a bizarre phenomenon.

A sense of unease took root in their hearts, a feeling that things had taken a turn for the worse.

Ao Sheng's body continued to swell, the black mist growing increasingly dense as if it intended to swallow the entire space. His aura grew more savage, as if an evil power were awakening within him.

"This is bad! Ao Sheng has likely fallen into the darkness and become one of the Dark Beings."

The Immortal Kings felt a tightening in their chests; they knew that Ao Sheng was undergoing a sinister transformation, evolving toward the darkness.

"Fellow Daoists, we must stop Ao Sheng, or the consequences will be unimaginable."

They prepared their countermeasures, summoning their treasures and readying themselves to join forces against him.

Yet, Ao Sheng's aura was truly overwhelming—so powerful that it struck a chord of fear within them. They had to suppress him together, or the outcome would be catastrophic.

ROAR!

Ao Sheng let out a heaven-shaking howl, like an ancient demon. Black mist surged from his entire body, instantly shrouding the surrounding thousands of miles. A powerful force erupted from his core, forcing the Immortal Kings to retreat repeatedly.

Under the shroud of black mist, Ao Sheng's body continued to expand. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall demonic shadow with a hideous, terrifying face, radiating endless evil. He opened his blood-red maw and lunged at the Immortal Kings.

Ao Sheng opened his gaping, blood-stained mouth, black blood dripping from his lips and emitting a foul stench.

His eyes turned crimson, as if he had lost his sanity and was left with nothing but endless killing intent. He leaped forward, his massive form hurtling toward the Immortal Kings with a speed that was truly staggering.

Seeing this, the Immortal Kings unleashed their various techniques, bringing forth all manner of divine arts and treasures to engage Ao Sheng in fierce combat.

Immortal King Wuzhong summoned the phantom of a massive bell, which emitted a melodious tolling in an attempt to disrupt Ao Sheng with sonic attacks. The sound echoed, yet it could not halt Ao Sheng's violent onslaught.

In the hands of Immortal King Six Paths Reincarnation appeared an ancient token, upon which mysterious patterns of the six paths flowed, radiating a powerful suction force.

He attempted to bind Ao Sheng, but Ao Sheng's power was too great, and the token's suction could not fully restrain him.

Immortal King Sanqing formed seals with one hand, his body shimmering with clear light as he manifested a colossal Sanqing deity. The deity held a staff, continuously unleashing powerful attacks.

However, the black mist and aura of death radiating from Ao Sheng were so potent that even the Sanqing deity appeared to dim.

The other Immortal Kings also unleashed their ultimate techniques, clashing with Ao Sheng.

Yet, having transformed into a demon, Ao Sheng's strength had skyrocketed. The Immortal Kings were plunged into a bitter struggle, barely able to fend off his attacks, let alone subdue him.

"Ao Sheng has completely fallen into the darkness!"

Immortal King Tongtian was sent flying over a thousand meters by a terrifying strike from the dark Ao Sheng, his robes shredded and his vibrant Immortal King blood dripping into the void.

By now, Ao Sheng's consciousness had been completely eroded by the darkness. His eyes were crimson, like two balls of fire, revealing endless madness and bloodlust.

His expression was twisted and grotesque, like a savage beast, chilling everyone to the bone.

Ao Sheng swung his massive palms, each strike carrying an aura of destruction.

Wherever the wind of his palms passed, space itself seemed to tremble, striking terror into the heart. His attacks were violent and swift, as if he intended to tear the entire world asunder.

Even while battling dozens of Immortal Kings, Ao Sheng's power remained immense. Every strike caused the Immortal Kings to feel a palpitation, as if they were on the verge of being swallowed by his dark aura.

The Immortal Kings were filled with horror, their faces etched with fear and shock.

They had never witnessed such powerful dark energy, nor had they ever fought such a formidable foe. Ao Sheng's strength left them feeling desperate, as if his violent offensive were unstoppable.

They knew that if they could not join forces to subdue him, the consequences would be unthinkable.

Ao Sheng had become a demon, and his dark aura was continuously eroding the world. If he were allowed to continue his rampage, the entire heavens would be plunged into endless darkness.

Hesitating no longer, they summoned their most powerful artifacts and divine arts, launching a fierce assault on Ao Sheng. Their attacks converged, forming a formidable force as they attempted to defeat him.

BANG!

Following a deafening explosion, the left side of Ao Sheng's body was blasted into dust, and black blood flowed onto the ground like a stream, emitting a nauseating stench.

Yet, to their astonishment, Ao Sheng did not fall. Instead, he let out a wild laugh, his voice filled with madness and cruelty.

His body began to writhe rapidly, as if something were swiftly repairing him from within.

The flowing black blood gradually vanished, replaced by an even more potent dark aura.

His eyes turned an even deeper shade of crimson, as if they might erupt with fire, making it impossible to meet his gaze.

In a mere moment, the left side of Ao Sheng's body had completely recovered, showing no trace of having been destroyed.

He looked up and roared, his voice filled with mockery and disdain, as if he were laughing at the weakness and incompetence of the Immortal Kings.

The Immortal Kings were stunned by his regenerative ability; they had never seen such a bizarre power. Watching his arrogant and unbridled posture, they realized they could no longer hold anything back.

Immortal King Wuzhong's bell was struck away by Ao Sheng's palm, the tolling ceasing abruptly. The bell was covered in cracks, as if it might shatter at any moment.

A flicker of grief crossed Immortal King Wuzhong's eyes; it was his life-bound artifact, his companion for many years, now nearly destroyed.

Immortal King Six Paths Reincarnation's token had a corner shattered during the collision with Ao Sheng, the runes on it dimming and its divine power nearly spent.

Immortal King Sanqing's true form had two of its aspects destroyed by Ao Sheng, leaving only his present self struggling to hold on.

A look of resolve flashed in Immortal King Sanqing's eyes; he knew this was his final chance, and he had to give it his all.

The other Immortal Kings were in the same state, either dead or wounded. Ao Sheng's strength was simply too great; they had exhausted their efforts, yet they still could not subdue him.