Chapter 327: A few shrill cries, a few sobs (part two) (5,000 words, requesting votes)
"The pain! The pain!"
The collapse of his Dharma Form directly left the distant devil king's Nascent Soul teetering, shrill wails pouring from his mouth.
Lu Linqing's attention immediately shifted back to the devil king, and his tangled thoughts cleared once more. Everything else could wait. Right now, slaying the devil mattered most.
He drove his sword into a streak of light and seized the opportunity to strike the Nascent Soul again.
The devil king cried out in pain, then came to his senses and forcibly suppressed his discomfort. Looking at the rain of light filling the air, he willed the vegetation within his Nascent Soul Dao Domain to grow wildly, while insects swarmed through the air to catch the falling light.
It was all pure spiritual energy!
Naturally, Cheng Xinzhan would neither allow the Dao Domain to absorb that spiritual energy nor pass up this opportunity while the devil king was badly wounded.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo-"
Hairy Head Lodge raised its head and crowed again.
With its crow, a vast, surging intent of the bright dharma rippled through the gloomy, damp Insect Valley Dao Domain. Under its influence, the yangming cloud hall gang, crimson sunset purple qi gang, and sun-charioteer light-rain gang, as well as the yang fire and Peach Capital, all blazed with light.
At the same time, the Little Light Realm abruptly grew and rapidly expanded, instantly occupying half the cavern and standing against the devil king's Nascent Soul Dao Domain, contesting its magical power.
Moreover, as the light shone through everything, it revealed the Golden Core that had been hiding within the Dao Domain and secretly approaching the devil king's Nascent Soul.
"Golden Threads Shine!"
Cheng Xinzhan formed a Sword Art hand seal.