In truth, given the thickness of the Candle Dragon King's skull, a three-foot azure blade might not necessarily have pierced through it.
But then, following the gap torn open by the sword light, the Creation Immortal Sword flew down and landed atop the Candle Dragon King's enormous head.
This was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation.
Seeing their lord, who had dominated an entire region, impaled through the skull by a single sword, the fish demons on the outskirts first stood dumbstruck. Then, upon witnessing this scene, they let out furious howls.
Yet this clamor was swiftly drowned out by the Candle Dragon King's own roar.
For the descending Creation Sword Immortal had planted his left foot squarely on the protruding sword hilt...
And pressed down with force!
The Candle Dragon King's agonized roar shook a thousand miles.
Its elongated body convulsed instinctively, scales across its body threatening to stand on end. Its gigantic tail swept sideways, and with a boom, wiped out swathes of those so-called subordinates and believers nearby. Blood sprayed everywhere, glaring scarlet beneath the sword light that illuminated all things.
The lake water churned ever more violently. Under the threat of death and the crushing pressure of Earth Immortal-level powers, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had been loyally defending their lord finally broke down and scattered in all directions.
Yet at that moment, the Candle Dragon King's pained howls abruptly ceased.
Its enormous fire-lit pupils seemed somewhat unfocused. Its mouth remained wide open, yet no further sound emerged, and the surrounding currents formed whirlpools as a result.
By comparison, the Candle Dragon King's immense body had stiffened like a statue.
The Divine Palace around it swayed faintly, as though gathering strength, yet also as though unable to bear the burden.
As for the Creation Sword Immortal,