Paradise of Demonic Gods Chapter 802: To the Bitter End

Chapter 802: To the Bitter End
Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
There were many countries and tribes in the desert that still had a slave system even until now.
To the aristocrats, the act of getting the slaves to kneel down and lick their feet was the greatest favor they could give the slaves. However, when the Erupting Sand King said this to Fang Xingjian, it was a form of humiliation. It was also a common way aristocrats in the desert would humiliate each other.
However, regardless of whether it was the Erupting Sand King, the Heavenly Dance Monarch who was at the side, or the countless Sand Country's experts who were in the city, none of them seemed surprise at this. Instead, they felt that it was a matter of course.
After all, this was the Sand Country's capital, with the best environment across the entire desert. Countless aristocrats, tribe leaders, and members of the royal family in the desert were unwilling to part from this place. Right now, there were at least one-third of the desert's experts in the capital city.
"This place is like the prized jewel of the desert."
"There are countless experts here."
"There are at least three Divine level experts holding fort here."
"Moreover, Lord Patriarch is here as well."
The minds of many people seethed with similar thoughts as they looked at Fang Xingjian, who was in the sky, like they were looking at a clown.
The Erupting Sand King's eyes were filled with ridicule while the Heavenly Dance Monarch's gaze was expressionless as she looked at Fang Xingjian like she was looking at a rock.
The intelligence team that had come from the Empire lowered their gazes which were filled with great pity.
"Fang Xingjian, you're too rash."
No one felt that the man in the sky—who had barged into the Sand Country's capital, this place that was like the prized jewel of the desert, all by himself—still had any hope of surviving.
Countless people looked at Fang Xingjian with either pride, pity, or ridicule. Only the countenance of the Fifth Prince, who had caved into the light screen, changed drastically. His hands grabbed onto the light screen, trying hard to compress while emitting martial will and information.
"Id*ot, let me in quickly!"
The Erupting Sand King and the Heavenly Dance Monarch had soared into the sky, arriving outside the formation of the Sand Country's capital. They faced Fang Xingjian directly.
To the Fifth Prince, it was like they were queuing up to receive their deaths, just like an old man drinking arsenic or like the Calabash Brothers trying to save their grandfather 1 .
Everything happened in an instant. Right when the Erupting Sand King said the humiliating words, when everyone's thoughts were seething, and when the Fifth Prince had just given out the warning...
Fang Xingjian put out his hand and grabbed out toward the Erupting Sand King.
"You seem to be saying this very happily. Then pay the price for it with the next half of your life."
As his palm reached out, there was immediately an aura that seemed to be filling up the world encompassing toward the Erupting Sand King.
Four streams of sword intents flashed to and fro in his palm. The four sword intents were the Infiltrating Void, Light Pursuit, All-Conquering, and Instant, and they kept on seething.
The four sword intents formed the Celestial Eradication Sword Formation, gathering in Fang Xingjian's palm and emitting waves of profound and mysterious waves. They were the profoundness behind the electromagnetic forces, gravity, and interaction. It was as if Fang Xingjian's hand was holding onto a world.
Faced with Fang Xingjian's palm, the Erupting Sand King's countenance became extremely solemn.
"So you're a Divine level expert? It's no wonder that you dare to kill your way here alone.
"But where do you think this place is? Even if Alexander dares to kill his way here by himself, he would also have to die."
Waves of martial will, which were like a sea of sand, burst out from the Erupting Sand King's body. His entire body had even turned into sand.
This meant that his physical body and will had become one completely, turning into a conjured physique.
It was the trait of a tier three Divine level expert.
The sand-like martial will that filled up the sky turned into a huge palm. Before it got near, a dry and hot feeling was already gushing over. The moisture in the air disappeared rapidly, and if it was not because the entire capital was protected by a formation, it would probably have been subject to desertification and turned into a desert.
This was the Erupting Sand King's ultimate skill which made him famous—the Desert Hell. When it was used in the desert environment, its prowess was extremely great. The Erupting Sand King had once used one strike of this technique to wipe out a tribe, turning 50,000 warriors of the desert into dried corpses.
At the next moment, the two huge palms collided fiercely together. However, it was like diamond knocking against tofu. Fang Xingjian's palm caused the sand that filled up the sky to burst instantly.
Under the astonished gazes of countless people, the sand that filled up the sky exploded, leaving the Erupting Sand King's body shattered as he flew out.
"How is this possible? Even a tier four Divine level expert wouldn't be able to defeat me like this with a single blow. Who on earth are you?"
The Erupting Sand King looked at Fang Xingjian in disbelief, unable to accept what had just happened.
Simultaneously, his body continued to shatter and break down at an accelerated speed.
Fang Xingjian's palm strike had clearly left the Erupting Sand King without any more life force.
At the sight of this, the Heavenly Dance Monarch's countenance changed drastically. Even if the Erupting Sand King was weaker than her, their strength levels were not that far apart. To think that the Erupting Sand King would be killed by the opponent with a single blow... Just how terrifying was this guy?
Almost having no time to contemplate, the Heavenly Dance Monarch retreated back into the formation with a flash.
Simultaneously, after Fang Xingjian attacked with this palm, the world went through a series of changes. Four streams of sword light soared into the sky—the Abyss, Tian Yi, Panwei, and the White Bone Sword. The four swords flew up in four different directions, circling around Fang Xingjian's surroundings. They brought along seething electric currents, spatial ripples, and a myriad of sword light, turning into the Celestial Eradication Sword Formation and instantly encompassing the area within 100,000 meters.
The sword formation circled above the capital's formation, pressing down and colliding against it. There were occasional bursts of colorful glow like thousands or ten thousand nuclear missiles had exploded at the same time, but they were stopped by the two great formations.
As the people in the city watched the two great formations press and collide against each other, their countenances changed drastically once again.
This was especially when the formation in the sky above the capital was like a spring, wanting to bounce back.
However, the Celestial Eradication Sword Formation was akin to a majestic mountain range, pressing down firmly in midair, like Hulk pressing down on the Black Widow 2 , preventing the city's formation from budging.
The Sand Country's citizens who lived in the capital had always been proud of this city, and the formation situated in the sky above the city had protected the city time and time again.
However, not only had the Erupting Sand King been killed with a single blow, but the city's protective formation, which the Sand Country's citizens had always been so proud of, was also being pushed back by the opponent single-handedly. How could citizens possibly not be on tenterhooks?
Even so, at the next moment, this astonishment and trembling turned into surging hatred and fury.
For Fang Xingjian to have killed the Erupting Sand King with a single palm right in front of all the citizens and members of the upper echelon in the capital, yet still wanting to exert pressure on the city's protective formation... This was a complete humiliation for the entire Sand Country. Moreover, the members of many tribes in the Sand Country lived their lives on the edge and were bloodthirsty people.
This was like an American fighter aircraft making a circle in the sky above Beijing and then dropping a bomb on a tall building.
A man with white robes and a long beard looked at Fang Xingjian in great fury, and the joints in his entire body crackled one by one. His white robes were torn apart as he bellowed furiously, "Man from the Empire! You've killed our Erupting Sand King and humiliated our city! I'll fight with you to the bitter end!"
"To the bitter end!" Another man stood up and bellowed furiously. "I don't care who you are or what amazing abilities you have. Today, everyone in our Sand Country will go out on a life-or-death battle against you!"
"Everyone, we mustn't let this enemy escape! I, Kreba, will kill him even if I have to forgo my life!"
"To the bitter end!"
"To the bitter end!"
"To the bitter end!"