Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

Chapter 566 Repair
When the Bronze Demon God rose from the crimson thorn battlefield, the Rakshasa King's last remaining pupil suddenly contracted.

That terrifying demonic body, reaching to the heavens and earth, seemed to shatter the world, with its six bronze arms hanging down like pillars of heaven.

Every inch of it contains immeasurable, terrifying power. Every fold flows with ancient, lava-like inscriptions, proclaiming its former mythology!

In the shadow that blots out the sky, the aura of absolute dominance materializes, crushing the entire cage with a creaking sound.

This is the body of the Nine Li Demon!
Faced with the Rakshasa King, who had reached the Supreme level, Li Yelai finally used the Old Mad King's Imitation Tear!

The mere existence of the Rakshasa King was enough to shake him to his core.

"Even the ancient Heavenly Court is gone, so why would we see the Nine Li Demon God here?"

The Rakshasa King could not believe it.

As the king of the forbidden zone, he understands humanity's past glory, even better than human civilization does today.

Their ancestors had a profound understanding of the Heavenly Court's power. Some of their ancestors were even refined into magical artifacts or divine weapons by the Heavenly Court.

He naturally recognized it as an existence far more ancient than the Heavenly Court.

In the Battle of Zhuolu, the God of War Chi You led his eighty-one emperor-level brothers in a decisive battle against the Human Emperor!
"Chi You, the Lord of War? No, the Lord of War is already dead!"

"He perished in Zhuolu! The Human Emperor beheaded him with the Xuanyuan Sword and buried him in the Void Realm. It couldn't be him!"

Rakshasa King sensed the approaching aura of the Bronze Demon God, a supreme divine pressure.

The confidence of being a supreme being gradually suppressed the fear in his heart.

The bronze demon god before them was not the true primordial war god.

"Is this fluctuation... the old Mad King of Border City Three? That most regrettable human monarch. Perhaps the only monarch who will die of old age!"

"No wonder he was so arrogant, once suppressing several forbidden zones. He has the bloodline of the Nine Li!"

"But a loser is still a loser!"

"The age of humanity is long gone!"

The Rakshasa King calmly analyzed, "Moreover, it's not the real body. Rather, it's something akin to a projection, like me, without a throne, having stepped down from a king's throne. It possesses only the strength of a supreme being!"

"Is this your trump card, Human Champion!"

"They actually managed to free the Mad King from the curse and allow him to fight in this form! They were really good at hiding their true abilities!"

"A projection that once ascended the throne—if it were any other supreme being, you might actually have killed it!"

"But killing me first isn't enough!"

The Rakshasa King laughed angrily. He too had once been a king and had once sat on the throne!

Both are monarchs who have stepped down from their thrones, and both are at the supreme level.

This clone has no advantage over him!

He also has his own self-confidence!
Trapped in this bizarre cage, what can you do? Even if you kill this clone, you can still break free and kill the human champion!

He roared, and a vast amount of divinity surged forth.

Then, he unleashed his prized killing domain.

Void Slash - Divine Forbidden!

The Rakshasa King's single eye was crimson, his supreme divinity surged, and the moment his domain unfolded, the entire crimson thorny battlefield was sliced ​​into countless fragments by invisible blades!
Space shattered like a mirror, and dark void rifts spread like a spider web, even time seemed to be cleaved in two.

This is his ultimate technique, an even stronger version of Sky Slash: Purgatory!
The Bronze Demon God remained silent, but simply took a step forward and swung his six arms to smash out.

Rakshasa King's idea was correct; both of them had stepped down from their thrones and possessed a higher level of combat awareness.

However, during his supreme era, the Old Mad King once challenged the King!
On the other side, outside the confines of heaven and earth.

Li Yelai gritted his teeth, reattached the prolapsed intestines, and stuffed them back into his abdominal cavity. The flesh and blood writhed, and the power of the Chosen of Immortality was still repairing his body. Bones and flesh grew back from his broken hand, and finally new skin grew.

The newly formed muscles were still twitching, and the skin was so pale it was almost transparent, as if it would burst open at any moment.

But he didn't have time to wait for a full recovery.
Instead, he struggled to run through the thorny sphere formed by the cage of heaven and earth, and saw the Little Mad King, who had also been severed.

She leaned weakly against the ruins, her hair framing her pale face with sweat and blood. Her bloodied lips parted slightly, each breath trembling gently. Her usually expressionless and aloof face was now frighteningly white.

Beneath the torn fabric of her battle suit, her firm abdominal muscles and smooth waistline were faintly visible, but at this moment, those once explosive curves were turning pale due to blood loss.

Those once strikingly long legs are now nothing but a gruesome, blood-red mass. The muscles at the severed abdomen are turned inside out, blood still seeping out, staining the rubble beneath him a dark red. He looks like a broken rag doll thrown into ruins.
Her powerful physique, comparable to that of a hegemon, prevented her from dying immediately, but she remained extremely weak.

She had no divine evil, but the divinity of the Rakshasa King was raging within her.

"As expected, I still can't deal with the Supreme One." Little Mad King looked at Li Yelai, seemingly trying to force a smile.

"Don't worry about it." Li Yelai took out the Holy Healing Potion from the Ark's storage space.

Little Mad King tilted her head slightly, revealing her fair neck.

The next instant, Li Yelai removed the Eternal God's Chosen face mask and injected the Holy Healing Potion into the vein in the Little Mad King's neck: "You're not the Eternal God's Chosen, how can you be so greedy?"

Little Mad King was severely injured; both legs were severed at the hip joint, and his left forearm, which was equipped with the spatial bracelet, was also missing.

She practically delivered that sword to the Rakshasa King in a self-destructive manner.

She even lost her spatial bracelet, so she had no way to heal herself.

That's absolutely insane!
As the holy healing potion was injected into his body, Little Mad King's complexion improved considerably.

"Help me find out if my legs and hands can be put back together," said Little Mad King.

The Holy Healing Potion can indeed regenerate severed limbs; even Little Mad King's current injuries can be fully restored.

However, if the severed limb is still intact, it can be reattached directly, and the repair process will be much faster.

But when she saw the scattered blood and bones not far away, she sighed and said, "Never mind, let's rebuild."

It's better to rebuild than to simply put that Lego-like pile of flesh and blood back together.

"Let's create some distance first," said Little Mad King.

"There shouldn't be any surprises. No matter how strong Rakshasa King is, he won't be a match for the Old Mad King." Li Yelai said, but just in case, he led her to a distant residential building with its roof cut off.

The little mad queen's broken body was incredibly light, and her unique, cool fragrance mixed with the smell of blood entered her nostrils.

Perhaps it was touching her wound, because her body trembled slightly.

Li Yelai carefully supported the back of her neck and waist, and took out layers of soft blankets from his storage space, placing her on them.

As her body gradually healed, the bones in her forearms and waist began to grow rapidly, and flesh and blood also began to grow little by little.

"We are still no match for the Supreme Beings," said the Little Mad King. "The gap is too big."

Li Yelai nodded solemnly.

The overlord is still a formidable opponent, or rather, there are few rivals among the overlords.

The fact that the Rakshasa King was forced to enter the Supreme level is the best proof of this.

When Li Yelai activates his Divine Abomination state, uses the Eternal Chosen Face Mask, and begins to regenerate blood, even the Overlord will be worn down and killed.

But the Supreme Realm is truly no longer viable. The gap is too vast; the moment Rakshasa King stepped into the Supreme Realm, Li Yelai was suppressed.

Even the black-gold dragon-patterned halberd that had been with Li Ye for a long time was instantly broken into four pieces.

If it weren't for the Eternal Chosen Face's extremely fast regeneration ability, and if it weren't for Little Mad King's selfless assassination attempt, Li Yelai would probably have been forced to make a deal with Mr. Shadow.

The final result was that both Li Yelai and Little Mad King were severed.

The Rakshasa King was trapped in the cage of heaven and earth by the imitation teardrop.

The Little Mad King looked down at his growing leg bones: "But at least, we've eliminated the Rakshasa King. Our sacrifice was worthwhile. The Rakshasa King's abilities and strength are enough to make us reveal our trump cards."

The Demon of Terror lost the Rakshasa King, a supreme-level powerhouse, and also lost its ability to travel through space.

This is undoubtedly a great thing for humanity.

"Furthermore, the appearance of the Heaven and Earth Cage may be able to conceal the existence of the Tear-like Imitation."

"hope"

Li Yelai took out the black and gold dragon-patterned halberd, which had been broken into four pieces, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This psionic weapon had been with Li Ye for a long time and had even received the blessing of the Blood God.

Within the church, height is considered a precious and blessed thing.

As a result, it broke off so decisively.

'Hopefully, the mysterious substance inside hasn't been damaged yet.' Li Yelai thought to himself, after putting the broken halberd back into his storage space, he took out a scarlet spear.

That was a spoil of war he obtained from Mordi. Although he himself did not possess divinity and could not use the mysterious substance inside, its true form was a Overlord's weapon.

Its hardness and toughness are better than the Black Gold Dragon Pattern Halberd.

Furthermore, it incorporates a secret treasure, the Demon-Sealing Cross, which is a decent sealing technique.

Let's use this weapon for now.

Li Yelai thought to himself, while keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings.

His face mask was just removed, so if there are enemies nearby, he will probably be attracted by a formidable foe.

Currently, Li Yelai's spiritual energy is running low, and Little Mad King is still repairing his severed limbs. If they really encounter an enemy, things could get complicated.

Fortunately, perhaps the power that Rakshasa had unleashed earlier was too terrifying.

No demons approached this area.

Meanwhile, Little Mad King's severed limbs are rapidly repairing themselves.

The newly formed leg bone is extending at a visible speed, and the pale pink texture is winding upwards like vines in early spring.

The hem of her tattered close-combat suit swayed slightly as it regenerated, revealing her slender waist.

New skin is spreading from the groin, as pure and flawless as the first snow.
Li Yelai awkwardly shifted his gaze. He then took out a set of clothes from his storage space.

Holy Healing can repair severed limbs, but not clothing.

The tattered battle armor could not conceal the Little Mad King's repaired body at all. Moonlight was flowing down the newly formed skin at the base of her thighs, the ivory color creating an eerie contrast with the still-wet bloodstains.

Little Mad King moved his newly grown toes, his arches forming a beautiful curve.

I gently pressed along the muscles on the inside of my thigh with my fingers, checking for nerve responses.

This action, which should have been private, was performed with a heart-pounding ease by her.

As she bent her knees, the rip in her suit slid up a little further, revealing even more breathtaking curves.

Finally, he braced himself with his hands on the ground and tried to stand up.

"The reconstructed limb seems weak, and I'm not used to it. Is this a side effect of limb reconstruction?" she asked.
Seemingly oblivious to the glimpses of spring beneath the tattered clothing.

The hem of her battle suit swayed with her movements, casting a shadow at the base of her legs.

"Put your clothes on first," Li Yelai reminded him, almost forgetting how many times he had reminded him.

"Hmm." The rustling sound of clothes being put on came from behind.

After changing his clothes, Li Yelai looked at her and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"Not bad." Little Mad King nodded slightly, still not caring about the awkward scene just now.

This made Li Yelai feel that all his previous preaching had been in vain.

At this moment, the two noticed that the cage between heaven and earth in the distance had been broken.

ended.

Li Yelai's heart stirred, and he saw a tall, robust man walk out of the cage.

That was the old Mad King.

No, at this moment, he should not be called the 'old' Mad King.

He stood tall and straight as a pine tree, his muscles sharply defined, every inch of his skin brimming with explosive power. His long hair, like a lion's mane, cascaded wildly in the night wind, the ends shimmering with a faint golden light. As fiery as molten gold!
Majestic, domineering, and arrogant!
He simply stood there, and an invisible sense of oppression naturally arose around him, making even the air seem heavy.

It was almost impossible to connect the man before me, so full of energy and so imposing, with the old man in my memory, who had been tormented by a curse and was now emaciated.

This is the true Mad King!

A powerful being that instills fear in the forbidden zones, making them only dare to wait for him to die of old age!
In his hand lay a bloody head, the head of the Rakshasa King.

Even though they are both at the supreme level, the Mad King is not someone the Rakshasa King can mess with.

The "madness" in "Mad King" refers to arrogance!

Having once dominated all others, why would I fear a battle against someone of the same level?
The sixth leader-level demon, Rakshasa King, has been executed!
The moment the 'Mad King' appeared, a mournful cry echoed through the void, as if grieving for the deceased. The passing of a supreme being caused turmoil within the void.

But because of the barrier of heaven and earth, no one knows how someone as powerful as a Rakshasa died.

The Mad King is really strong.
Unfortunately, for now, we can only recreate the Mad King's heroic figure with a replica of a teardrop.

Li Yelai and Little Mad King sighed inwardly.

The Mad King stepped forward and stood before the two. After tossing the Rakshasa King's head and the Heaven and Earth Cage bracelet to them, he once again transformed into a pool of viscous black liquid.

Li Yelai took out a wooden box and let the replica teardrops enter it.

Then, he picked up the Rakshasa's head.

This was not the head that Li Yelai had severed; it was no longer possible to offer it as a sacrifice to the Blood God.

Moreover, Li Yelai, with the head of a supreme being, was also afraid that he would be turned into a chaotic egg by excessive blessings.

But we can delve into the mysterious substance of the Rakshasa King.

If we could obtain the Rakshasa King's spatial teleportation...
Ha, I'm bound to encounter a formidable foe, and I'll be about to undergo an ultimate, invincible upgrade!

(End of this chapter)