<h4>Chapter 1455: A ughter All Around</h4>


    With another beam of starlight, Zhang Lie descended from the skies and bisected another cultivator in a spray of blood.


    "A demon king—he''s a demon!" the medemon howled. He clenched his fists tightly.


    Deep within the rock forest, the fighting continued in the arena, but victory had already been decided. Zhang Lie''s hair scattered around him as his eyes glowed like beacons. He terrorized the cultivators around him.


    Since stepping on the arena, he had already taken down over a dozen cultivators. He was dripping in blood—not his own, but that of others.


    "I''ll kill you!" One medemon challenger charged forward, his hair scattered, his face stained with blood. He was in dire straits; an all-out assault was his only hope of survival.


    Bone swords appeared in the air one after another. There were eight of them in all, which he sent arcing forward in Zhang Lie''s direction.


    Zhang Lie''s eyes gleamed with light. Pale blue gic energy formed ake so beautiful it enraptured everyone in sight. It was crystal-clear and sparkling.


    Theke frothed. Within an instant, theke had transformed into a storm, a tsunami, whichbined with the starlight in the void and filled the air close to bursting.


    The starlight, interspersed with the tsunami of gic energy, knocked aside all the weapons flying toward Zahng Lie. Runes and explosions like fireworks appeared in the air.


    The pale-blue gic energy possessed an awesome might, shattering weapons and drowning all cultivators targeting him.


    The medemon shrieked as he was sent flying, struck by the devastating starlight, his skull charred and ckened.


    His body split apart in the air, then vanished in an explosion.


    The medemons screamed at the horrifying sight. They couldn''t ept that one of the strongest fighters in the n had been dispatched this readily.


    The arena was in utter chaos. The medemons had all fallen, many of their bodies destroyed.


    "You''re still alive? I suppose you have quite the vitality." Zhang Lie pursed his lips at one of the ''corpses''.


    The cultivator was lying face-down in a puddle of blood, but was actually still alive. He was simply pretending to be dead.


    "You strutted around like you were all that—and now you''re ying dead on the ground? What happened to all that panache?"


    Zhang Lie''s words were like a p on the medemon''s face.


    Ashen, the medemon crawled up from the ground. "I''ll kill you. I''ll kill you, you bastard!"


    "Someone like you isn''t strong enough to challenge me, but if you want to die, I''ll grant you that wish," Zhang Lie replied calmly. He picked up a de of bone from the ground.


    A sh of light whizzed by as the pearlescent de nailed itself to the medemon''s skull. A red line of blood spread over the medemon''s body as it was bisected down the middle.


    Meanwhile, Zhang Lie had already leapt over the corpse, whizzing through the battlefield in a beam of light and scything down all cultivators in his way.


    All the spectators gathered on the nine holy mountains were astounded, and even the young proteges of the supreme forces were watching the fight with interest. Zhang Lie was sure to be a strong rival in the future.


    "You are calm, aren''t you? Inciting everyone to fight, then standing right there as they fall to their deaths," Zhang Lie said, staring at the medemon who had just spoken.


    The medemon nched, never having expected that things would progress to this extent. How could he be scared of a cultivator from an unknown race?


    Zhang Lie sauntered over, bone de in hand. With his energy restrained, his hair was dark and glossy, his features fine and fair. He looked like a handsome young man, but that was precisely what scared his enemies. The dissonance between his appearance and personality was too extreme—he fought like a demon king!


    "Charge!" another medemon yelled out. He knew there was no retreat; this would be a fight to the death.


    Who among the medemons could have predicted such an oue?


    The entire group of medemon challengers had perished, all save two.


    "[The Boundless de: the River Lethe]!"


    The temperature dropped to sub-zero values, and a strong wind buffeted the battlefield. Blood-colored frost appeared around the twobatants.


    A ster river materialized in the air. As though the doors to hell had just been thrown open, tens of thousands of serpents rushed out in a flood.


    Each serpent was pitch-ck like the abyss, like the dark of night, and speckled with starlight, a miniaturized version of the Milky Way. The serpents were guides and ferrymen both, leading departed souls into sky and space, freed from the mortal coil.


    As Zhang Lie''s sword swung down, the ster river struck the mortal world.


    As one medemon made an invocation, tens of thousands of red feathers appeared in the air, transforming into divine arrows as they tracked and shot toward Zhang Lie.


    With every sh of Guicang, Zhang Lie''s serpents fell like meteors, whizzing down to the ground and knocking aside the arrows aimed at him.


    The other medemon followed suit and struck Zhang Lie. Lightning filled the air.


    Fire and lightning criss-crossed in mid-air, spreading across the sky like vines.


    Everyone atop the holy mountains was shocked. Flower petals danced in the air as lightning and me wove an intricate choreography. Vitality filled the air, gathering around one of the two final medemons.


    This was the pinnacle of lightning and fire—to rouse creation from destruction, life from death.


    All the cultivators gathered understood how difficult it was to glean this level of understanding.


    Grass and trees sprouted, branches and leaves outstretched as they formed a protectivettice against Zhang Lie''s attacks. A huge tree fell to the ground, intending to crush Zhang Lie and root itself in him.


    Unfortunately, all resistance was futile against an enemy like Zhang Lie.


    "[The Boundless de: the River Lethe]!"


    The gic energy looked as though it hade from the abyss, or perhaps from the expanding, limitless universe. Starlight struck the gic energy in a sh of surprising beauty.


    The night sky morphed into a raging sea. Waves surged forward, sounding like peals of thunder, like stampeding hooves. The universe itself seemed to shake, as though the stars were shifting positions.