Gate of God Chapter 590 Stop Acting, Something’s Amiss!

"Roar!" King Xieluo roared in rage. He thrashed wildly with his four black furry hooves as he kicked the blood-red net apart.
"Crackle, crackle." Noises emitted continually from it.
Yan Qianli frowned and beads of sweat appeared. His arms moved in symphony with King Xieluo's actions.
At this moment, a seven-colored ray of light shot into the sky. Instantly, it entered into a black cloud.
Then, the dark clouds started to shine.
Night seemed to have turned into day.
At this moment, seven light pillars of different colors descended from the sky. Red, orange, yellow, green, turquoise, blue, purple…
At this moment, every single star and moon had disappeared, because the seven pillars of light were too bright. They were so bright to the point whereby one could not look straight at them.
"Boom!"
A red pillar of light smashed down on King Xieluo's huge hoof. Blood spurted everywhere as it brought King Xieluo down onto the ground. When the red pillar of light pierced until the ground, the ground was blasted apart and sand and gravel flew everywhere.
King Xieluo was visibly enraged. He raised his other huge hoof as he prepared to sweep it in the direction of the red light pillar. Then, another light pillar came down.
Orange!
When the orange light pillar came down, King Xieluo's recently-raised hoof became streaked with blood once more. Then, it was 'nailed' to the ground.
This was not yet complete. After the red and orange light pillars came down, the yellow, green, turquoise, blue, and purple light pillars came crashing down too.
"Oww!" King Xieluo roared in agony. His body then came crashing down onto the ground. His entire body was bleeding.
This was an awe-inspiring scene.
The Mountain Breaking Army, the Northern Barbarian Army, and the Yun Cloud Calvary all looked at this scene in awe, because what just happened was near miraculous.
Seven different colored light pillars stood in front of them. Every single one of them shone brightly. Every single one of them pierced through King Xieluo's body. Some went through his hooves and others through different parts of his body.
Looking at the scene, it was as if King Xieluo had been nailed by seven heavenly nails, connecting the dark clouds and the ground.
"Such power!"
"What power is this?"
"Using the power of the clouds between the heaven and earth! This is unbelievable…"
Countless eyes stared at the scene in front of them. They were all immensely shocked. They never expected Prince Li of the First Rank's power to be as such.
In other words…
This was no longer Prince Li's own powers.
To be precise, Prince Li borrowed the power of heaven and earth. He harnessed the power of countless clouds and directed them their energy into this one attack, creating such a destructive force.
When they saw this scene, everyone felt as if a door had opened in their hearts.
This door led to another world. They felt as if their hearts had been liberated.
Borrowing the strength of all creations?
One could actually borrow the strength of all creations!
In the minds of everyone, they all had the same thought. This was something that they had never considered earlier. After they realized this, it was as if they had experienced an entirely new world.
Prince Li, who stood in the sky, reddened. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pfft!" Blood flew in the sky.
However, his gaze remained resolute.
"Old man Yan, I've tried my best. King Xieluo is now immobilized. Take this chance to destroy his Demon Pearl!" After Prince Li spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale. His body, which had been upright, bent forward. He looked as if he was shaking.
"Alright, I'll take care of the rest!" Yan Qianli did not say anything more to Prince Li. He retracted the giant blood-red web in his hands and countless specks of red light flew into his hands like fireflies.
Then, they turned into a red, crystalline spear.
A killing intent that seemed to come from hell spurted out from the tip of the spear. It was as if the air had been frozen by the killing intent.
With that, Yan Qianli rushed down. The crystalline, red spear brimmed with a cold, dark aura. It was pointed straight at the center of the King Xieluo's head, between his two golden horns.
"You want to kill me? Do you think it's so easy?" King Xieluo lay on the ground. While he appeared bloody, he still stared arrogantly at Yan Qianli who was rushing straight toward him.
Then, the horns on King Xieluo's head started to dazzle with a golden light. It was completely unlike the emerald light of before.
As the golden light shone, the earth started to tremble.
"Kaboom, kaboom!"
Countless rays of golden light flew rapidly out from the ground. They surrounded King Xieluo and the seven light pillars.
"Crackle!" The red light pillar was the first to crack. Afterward, countless cracks could be heard from the other light pillars.
However, just as the cracks were heard, Yan Qianli was already above King Xieluo's head. An icy killing intent pulsed and blocked the golden light that tried to stop him.
"Die!" Yan Qianli roared in rage while he stabbed down on the top of King Xieluo's head with his red, crystalline spear.
"Pssht!" As if there was no resistance, the red, crystalline spear pierced through King Xieluo's head the moment it touched it.
At that moment, time appeared to have stopped.
When the red, crystalline spear entered King Xieluo's body, the blood-red light, which had been centered on the red spear, started to spread in all four directions.
Quickly, the top of King Xieluo's head turned blood-red.
"Did we win?"
"Is King Xieluo dead?"
"A spear through his head, he has to be dead, right?"
The soldiers of the Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Calvary looked at King Xieluo, who stood immobile. They also noticed blood-red light flowing down King Xieluo's body.
This battle was too shocking.
Regardless whether it was Prince Li's attack or Yan Qianli's devastating spear, they all felt as if they had understood something new.
Furthermore, it was too exhilarating.
One could only imagine what would have happened if King Xieluo was given a bit more time to undo Prince Li's seal. His demonic power was naturally enough to send chills down everyone's heart.
"King Xieluo?!" Su Qing had already been sent elsewhere by a few soldiers. However, he too saw the scene and he could not believe what he had just seen.
He never expected Yan Qianli to become a Sage.
Furthermore, it was not only Yan Qianli, even Prince Li's powers shocked him. He could actually borrow the power of all creations as a Half-Sage.
"Mr. Su, King Xieluo is dead. Should we…"
"Yes, Mr. Su. The Yan Cloud Calvary surrounds the city. The Mountain Breaking Army is in the city. We are trapped. If we don't go, we'll…"
A few soldiers of the Northern Barbarian Army looked at King Xieluo, who was covered with blood-red light. They wanted to say something but they stopped.
"No, if we leave, what about young master?" Another Northern Barbarian soldier shook his head upon hearing his comrades' words.
"Young master?! No, we can't abandon young master!"
"Mr. Su, please give the order now and we'll do our best to save young master, even if we die!"
When the few Northern Barbarian soldiers heard that, they thought about Qian Wu, who still had not appeared in the royal palace. Their expressions changed and they appeared much more resolute.
"Charge into the palace?" Su Qing looked at the palace. Light shone in his eyes and he appeared worried.
Ordering them to charge into the palace was something feasible.
The issue was not whether they should charge inside or not. Even if they made it inside, what could they do? How could so many Northern Barbarian soldiers escape?
Su Qing clenched his fists.
He turned his gaze to his back and then, his eyes opened wide. This was because he saw King Xieluo, who had been still, suddenly moved.
"Roar!" A deafening, bestial roar sounded. Following that, the blood-red light that had been slowly trickling downward stopped.
"Crackle, crackle…"
From the top of King Xieluo's head, a black scale suddenly dropped, revealing a bloody mess of flesh and bone.
"What's going on?"
"Is he molting?"
"Oh no! King Xieluo is not dead!"
When the Mountain Breaking Army and the Yan Cloud Calvary saw this scene, they were both momentarily shocked. However, they quickly reacted to it.
This was because the moment the flesh and bone were revealed, emerald light soon covered them up again. As the emerald light appeared, black scales started to grow once more.
"What a powerful life force!"
"Isn't this too insane?"
"A Demon King, can this really be a Demon King?"
When they saw the black scales appearing non-stop, the Mountain Breaking Arm and the Yan Cloud Calvary were stunned.
They were not alone. Even Yan Qianli, who stood in the sky, looked shocked. He naturally knew how strong a Demon King's life force was.
To kill a Demon King, one must take his Demon Pearl.
However…
He did not know where his Demon Pearl was.
Demon, a rarity in the world.
Even for him, he had hardly come across one in his many years of life, much less a Demon King. This was his first time seeing one, and the first one that he fought.
He didn't know.
What now?
For others, this was something puzzling. However, to Yan Qianli, this was not something difficult.
It was like him in battle.
If he did not know his enemy's motivation, the only thing he could do was to search, sense, and detect. He had to patiently discover it himself. Here, he 'discovered' that it was his head.
It was in his head, and he had to figure out where. The center between his two horns appeared to be somewhere fatal.
Hence, he had aimed for King Xieluo's head from the very beginning. He never considered other places. Now, it appeared that King Xieluo's head…
Was not his fatal spot.
"Where is his Demon Pearl? Can it be in his stomach? Can the essence of heaven and earth be in his stomach? Ehh… it's possible!" Yan Qianli mumbled to himself. Then, his gaze turned hard once more.
This time, he aimed for King Xieluo's stomach.
However, King Xieluo would not give him a second chance.
"Rahh!" With a second roar, King Xieluo's body shot up from the ground. Golden light enveloped his body and the wounds on his body healed themselves at a pace visible to the naked eye.
It was too fast.
Not only did his wounds recover quickly, King Xieluo's speed increased exponentially too. He showed no sign of slowing as his huge form crashed straight into Yan Qianli's body.
"Boom!" A huge sound could be heard.
Yan Qianli had no time to dodge as he was smashed in the chest by King Xieluo. He fell from the sky. Then, he hit the city wall on the ground, punching a hole through it.
There was more…
King Xieluo roared once again and one could hear a symphony of other beasts crying out. They appeared to be getting closer and closer.
"Oh no, he's assembling the beasts!"
"A Demon King is indeed a Demon King. Fortunately, this is the Flame Capital City. Had it been anywhere else, countless beasts would already have swamped this place!"
The Mountain Breaking Army was fortunate. However, they knew that the longer they dragged, the more unfavorable the condition was for the humans. While this may be the Flame Capital City, there were still lakes, mountains, and rivers around.
With mountains, lakes, and rivers, there would surely be beasts!
Furthermore, some may be hidden in the mountains and others may be hidden underground. There could also be beasts in the river and lakes.
Once the beasts came, the result would be unthinkable.
"Grandfather!" At this moment, a voice came from the broken city walls. Then, a human figure crawled up with much difficulty.
The Northern Barbarian Army turned to the source of the voice. Quickly, they identified the figure.
His inky colored robes were tattered and blood flowed from his chest.
They could clearly see that it was Yan Xiu. Furthermore, his injuries were not light. The sides of his mouth were blood-streaked and his face was pale-white.
"Yan Xiu?!"
"He's not dead?"
"How can this be possible?"
Not a single soldier from the Northern Barbarian Army believed this because they all clearly saw Yan Xiu rushing underneath King Xieluo's hoof.
Why was he not dead?
Just as the Northern Barbarian Army was flummoxed, someone else stood up from the rubbles of the city wall.
Her wheat-colored skin shone with light in the night. Her purple robes accentuated the curves in her body and her long legs were pencil-straight and supple.
Prince of the Southern Region, Shan Yu.
In Shan Yu's hand, there was a youth. His face was buried in her chest and one could not see his face. However, one could tell who he was from his tattered court robes.
"Yan Xiu isn't dead, and neither should you be. Stop pretending!" Shan Yu looked at Yan Xiu who had stood up, and then looked at Fang Zhengzhi who was unconscious in her arms. Her face blushed but she had no intention of throwing him down.
"Eh? Not dead?" King Xieluo, who stood in the sky, heard their voices. His gaze turned toward Shan Yu and Fang Zhengzhi, who was in her arms.
Fang Zhengzhi did not move. His face was buried in Shan Yu's chest.
However…
King Xieluo moved.
When he saw Shan Yu and Fang Zhengzhi, his gargantuan gold-covered body came plummeting straight down from the sky.