The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

"Bull Demon King, hold on a little longer!" Jiang Chuan prayed silently, hoping that this attack would successfully break the deadlock and turn the tide of the battle.

As the two swords were unleashed simultaneously, a dazzling sword aura and a sharp Bagua beam of light instantly converged at the crack in the Hellfire Giant's chest, triggering a breathtaking energy collision.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the result to be revealed.

"boom--"

A deafening explosion rang out, and a dazzling light burst forth from the crack in the Hellfire Giant's chest, as fel energy surged wildly like an out-of-control torrent.

Immediately afterwards, the once impenetrable defense mechanism shattered as if it were glass, the Hellfire Giant shuddered, and the evil flames around it dimmed instantly.

"It's done!" Jiang Chuan's eyes sparkled with joy. He knew that they had finally found the weakness of the Hellfire Giant.

"A good opportunity!" The Bull Demon King seized the opportunity to counterattack, slamming a heavy punch into the Hellfire Giant. The giant, which had been standing still, was now shaken and staggered.

"Continue the attack!" Jiang Chuan shouted, swinging his Dragon Roar Sword once more. Shen Jing and Qingyun followed closely behind, the three of them joining forces to launch a final offensive, determined to completely defeat this Hellfire Giant.

"Dreadlord, your Hellfire is nothing special!" Jiang Chuan roared, his sword energy soaring like a rainbow, pointing directly at the Dreadlord.

The cyan ripples and silver sword energy struck the target simultaneously. The Hellfire Giant let out a deafening roar, and the evil fire surrounding its body instantly became chaotic, causing even the rotting bee swarm to experience a brief period of disarray.

"It's now!"

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan immediately seized the opportunity and unleashed the power of the Dragon Roar Sword once more. An even more powerful sword aura shot out, aiming directly at the chest of the Hellfire Giant. Wherever the sword aura passed, the evil fire dissipated, as if it had been purified.

"impossible!"

Upon seeing this, the Demon King's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Jiang Chuan and the others could find a way to break the curse.

He frantically channeled his fel energy, attempting to stabilize the hellfire giants, but it was all too late.

The sword energy pierced through the evil fire, accurately striking the chest of the hellfire giant. The giant's body trembled violently, and then a powerful explosion erupted from within its body, scattering evil fire and rock fragments in all directions, forming a magnificent yet terrifying rain of fire.

Without the support of fel energy, the rotting bees instantly lost their fighting ability, falling one after another and turning into ashes.

The Lord of Dread looked at everything before him, his eyes flashing with horror and rage. He gritted his teeth and his voice was hoarse: "You... how dare you ruin my plans!"

"The resurrection of the Demon King will not be as you wish!"

Jiang Chuan stood with his sword drawn, the tip pointing at the Demon King of Fear, his eyes gleaming with fearlessness. Behind him, the Bull Demon King, Shen Jing, and Qing Yun stood side by side, their eyes meeting, revealing a shared determination.

"Let's see who has the last laugh!"

The Dreadlord roared, his fel energy surging wildly around him. His figure appeared and disappeared in the black mist, and an even more powerful aura was brewing.

"Come on, let's settle this once and for all!"

Jiang Chuan showed no weakness. He raised the Dragon Roar Sword high, the silver light on the sword reflecting the light on Qingyun, Shen Jing, and the Bull Demon King. The four of them faced the Fear Demon King together, preparing for this decisive battle that would determine their fate.

"This battle has only just begun!" the Bull Demon King said in a deep voice, his eyes burning with the flames of battle.

"We swear to protect the human realm!" Shen Jing gripped the Bagua sword tightly, his eyes resolute.

"Fearless for our homeland!" His words, filled with unwavering resolve, shone brightly amidst the shimmering blue clouds and scales.

The four people's words echoed in the night sky, like a vow or a battle song. Their eyes met, and their hearts were in sync.

At this moment, they were no longer isolated individuals, but comrades-in-arms fighting side by side.

The Lord of Dread looked at them, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Then let me see just how capable you are!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared into the black mist. The next moment, a terrifying wave of evil energy swept in from all directions.

Jiang Chuan, Niu Mowang, Shen Jing, and Qing Yun exchanged a glance, their eyes gleaming with determination and resolve. They shouted in unison, "Fight!"

Amidst the Dreadlord's chilling laughter, the four felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if he controlled the entire world. A fel storm swept in instantly, causing them to feel uneasy.

However, they did not back down because of this; on the contrary, they became even more determined to defeat the demon.

The figure of the Dreadlord suddenly appeared in mid-air, surrounded by a dark, inky aura of fel energy, like a giant dark wing unfolding behind him, exuding a suffocating pressure.

His cold gaze swept over Jiang Chuan and the others, and he uttered contemptuously, "Witness the power of my Abyss Corruption!"

As he finished speaking, the dark demonic wings suddenly flapped, and a powerful wave of evil energy instantly spread out, transforming into countless black tentacles that snaked and sped towards Jiang Chuan and his companions.

These tentacles seem capable of corroding everything; wherever they pass, the air distorts, the light dims, and even the ground begins to crack, exuding a stench of decay.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Chuan felt a chill run down his spine. Knowing the terrifying power of this technique, he immediately shouted, "Everyone, unleash your strongest defenses! Don't let the evil energy get close!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the Dragon Roar Sword. In a flash of silver light, a tough silver shield instantly enveloped himself and Qingyun.

The Bull Demon King roared, his demonic power surging, and a thick, earth-yellow light barrier enveloped him and Shen Jing.

The abyssal erosion tentacles crashed into two defensive barriers, creating ripples.

Despite the violent shaking of the shield, it managed to block the erosion of the evil energy. Jiang Chuan, Qing Yun, Niu Mo Wang, and Shen Jing stabilized themselves inside the shield, looking at each other with unwavering determination in their eyes.

"Very good, you have some skill."

The Lord of Dread sneered, then unleashed another astonishing technique: "Next, I'll show you what soul tearing is all about!"

He clasped his hands together, and an even more violent evil energy gathered in his palms, forming a rotating black energy ball containing a destructive power that seemed capable of devouring all life.

"Accept!"

The Lord of Fear roared and pushed the black energy ball toward the four of them.

The energy sphere expanded rapidly in the air, instantly transforming into a jet-black pillar of light, carrying terrifying power capable of tearing apart souls, soaring straight into the sky, and then crashing into Jiang Chuan and the others' defensive barrier with the force of a thunderbolt.

"Everyone, unite your strength and fight this attack together!"

Jiang Chuan's expression was solemn. He raised the Dragon Roar Sword high, and a dazzling silver beam of light condensed at the tip of the sword. It merged with the power of Qingyun, Shen Jing, and the Bull Demon King to form a brilliant four-colored light shield, which met the destructive soul-tearing light pillar.

The two forces collided violently in mid-air, triggering a deafening explosion. Gale-force winds swept through the air, and shockwaves rolled, making the entire world seem to tremble.

Once the dust settled, the light shield constructed by Jiang Chuan and the other three, though somewhat damaged, still stood firm, successfully withstanding the double attack of the Fear Demon King.

"you……"

"That's quite interesting..."

A flicker of surprise crossed the Dreadlord's eyes; he clearly hadn't expected Jiang Chuan and the others to withstand those two heavy blows. Enraged, he laughed, his fel energy surging wildly, his figure appearing and disappearing in the black mist, as if ready to launch a new offensive at any moment.

Jiang Chuan and the others took this opportunity to adjust their breathing. They exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming with determination.

Jiang Chuan took a deep breath and said loudly, "Fear Demon King, your strength is indeed great, but we will never give in."

Today marks the end of your sinful life!
The Demon King cannot be resurrected!

"Ignorant brat, how dare you speak so arrogantly!"

The Dreadlord roared, his fel energy surging once more, black mist billowing, like a demon about to emerge from its cocoon, ready to devour its prey.

At this crucial moment that would determine his fate, the light in Jiang Chuan's eyes grew even brighter. He took a deep breath and threw himself into battle.

With the activation of the third state of flow, his spiritual power surged like a tide, as if resonating with some mysterious force in the world.

In his hands, the Dragon Roar Sword was like an awakened dragon, its silver light instantly illuminating the dim battlefield.

"Dragon roars to the sky!"

Jiang Chuan roared, pointing his sword tip straight at the sky.

In an instant, nine lightning pillars, as powerful as thunderbolts, shot out. Driven by Jiang Chuan's spiritual energy, they resembled nine wildly dancing silver dragons, carrying a power that shook heaven and earth, and crashed down on the Demon King of Fear.

At the same time, Qingyun is also gathering strength and preparing to launch.

He clasped his hands together, and his azure scale wings instantly unfurled behind him. Thousands of azure feathers shot out like arrows, transforming into a sky full of feathers that swept towards the Demon King of Fear.

Each feather contains Qingyun's powerful strength and conviction, forming an impenetrable attack net, determined to completely imprison the Demon King of Fear.

The Bull Demon King held nothing back, gripping his iron cudgel tightly, his feet moving like the wind, his figure like lightning as he charged towards the Fear Demon King.

He wielded his heavy iron club, and with a powerful blow that carried a howling wind, he smashed it down on the head of the Dreadlord.

The shadow of the staff was as large as a mountain, as if it could crush the entire sky, and its power was enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

Shen Jing calmly observed the battle situation, knowing that he bore a heavy responsibility.

He gripped the Bagua longsword tightly, its blade gleaming with a faint golden light—a sign of the sealing power.

He seized the opportunity, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of the Fear Demon King. The Bagua longsword in his hand drew a mysterious trajectory, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the Fear Demon King's chest, ready to launch a fatal blow and seal the Fear Demon King in the sword.

Faced with the combined attack of the four heroes, the Dreadlord's eyes flashed with apprehension. He frantically channeled his fel energy, attempting to withstand this overwhelming onslaught.

However, no matter how hard he struggled this time, he could not stop the bombardment of the nine lightning pillars. The lightning pillars pierced his body like spears, triggering a series of earth-shattering explosions.

Feathers followed closely behind, like a dense rain of arrows, piercing into every part of the Dreadlord's body. Each feather was like a sharp needle, piercing his fel energy defenses and gradually disintegrating them.

The heavy blow from the iron rod was like a mountain crashing down, slamming into the head of the Fear Demon King, causing him to sway and nearly fall to the ground.

Just then, Shen Jing's Bagua sword pierced precisely into the heart of the Fear Demon King.

The moment the sword tip touched the core of the fel energy, a powerful sealing force erupted, locking the Dreadlord's fel energy and soul firmly in place, preventing its escape.

The Fear Demon roared in agony as his body gradually shrank under the power of the seal, eventually turning into a cloud of black mist that was completely absorbed by the Bagua Longsword.

On the battlefield, only Jiang Chuan, Niu Mo Wang, Shen Jing, and Qing Yun remained standing.

"Success..."

They were all panting heavily; this battle meant a tremendous deal to them!

Shen Jing, in particular, felt a powerful energy waiting to be absorbed within him after absorbing the Fear Demon King!
But before they could even recover from their shock, what happened next stunned them all.

The once quiet and silent altar now exuded a strong aura of death, as if endless dark power was surging out from its depths.

Upon hearing this, all four of them paled and turned their gazes toward the altar, a sense of dread creeping into their hearts.

The heavy chains that were originally used to seal away evil forces began to loosen as if drawn by some invisible force.

With a dull metallic clang, chains, like giant pythons struggling in their death throes, slowly slid down from the edge of the altar and crashed heavily to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

In the center of the altar, an invisible vortex seemed to be spinning wildly, drawing everyone's attention.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of cold light appeared, and a long sword with an icy chill emerged from it.

The sword was covered with barbs, sharp as a saw, and exuded a chilling aura, as if even the surrounding air was frozen.

Even more horrifying is the lifelike ram's head pattern inlaid on the hilt of the sword. The ram's head has empty eyes and a strange smile on its lips, exuding endless gloom and evil charm.

"what is this?"

Qingyun was shocked and pale. He stared wide-eyed at the strange ice sword in the center of the altar in disbelief. "Could it be that the legendary demon king is really going to be resurrected?"

The Bull Demon King gripped his iron cudgel tightly, his rugged face filled with seriousness and vigilance: "If that's really the case, we're afraid we'll face another unprecedented disaster."

Shen Jing frowned, staring at the ice sword, his voice low and somber: "We must stop all of this."

Whatever being is about to be resurrected at that altar, it must not be allowed to harm humanity.

Jiang Chuan took a deep breath, gripped the Dragon Roar Sword tightly, and said with a determined look in his eyes: "That's right, we have already defeated the Fear Demon King, so what else can we not face?"
Whatever awaits us, we must stand up and safeguard the peace of humanity.

Just as the four were about to take action, the ice sword in the altar suddenly emitted a blinding blue light. Immediately afterward, a powerful death energy swept out like a tsunami, soaring straight into the sky.

The space around the altar seemed to be torn apart, and a huge black hole appeared. A man wearing heavy armor and holding an ice sword slowly walked out of it.

He wore a skull crown, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes gleamed with a cold blue light, and his entire body exuded a strong aura of death.

He coldly surveyed his surroundings, finally fixing his gaze on Jiang Chuan and his group of four. A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Foolish humans, do you think defeating the Lord of Fear will stop everything? The real catastrophe has only just begun..."

"Who are you?" Jiang Chuan demanded sharply, his Dragon Roar Sword already poised to strike.

"Who I am is not important," the man replied coldly. "What is important is that you are about to witness the dawn of a new era, an era ruled by me, filled with death and despair!"

"Don't even think about it!" the Bull Demon King roared, brandishing his iron cudgel and charging forward. "I'll beat you back to your original form first!"

"Come on, let me see if you have enough courage and strength to stop this impending catastrophe."

The man snorted coldly, and with a light flick of his ice sword, a gust of icy wind instantly swept over the four of them. (End of Chapter)