Chapter 569: Suppressing a True King

Chapter 569: Suppressing a True King

"Then let's just wait and see..."

The tone in the ancient voice of the tablet spirit did not change at all when it heard those words. It merely smiled faintly and once more, the glow on the stone tablet began to surge and suppress the spreading black lines back into the ground.

However, the black lines suddenly erupted and transformed into a cloud of black fog. Within this fog, countless immense dark serpents coiled. Their malevolent eyes radiated an evil Demonic Qi as they gazed at the Great Desolation Tablet.

"Wait and see? You may be stupid, but this king is not. I won't linger around!"

Though the Yimo King looked down upon the people of this world, he could tell the newcomer outside was no ordinary figure.

He saw no reason to put himself in danger. Even if it meant giving up the Great Desolation Tablet that he had been eroding for thousands of years and was about to obtain, it was a price he was willing to pay. Soon after, the countless giant serpents scattered in all directions and began to flee to the outside world.

"Hmph, you think you can escape!"

The tablet spirit sneered but did not intervene to stop the fleeing Yimo King. The Yimo King had sacrificed most of his strength to hinder it in his bid to escape quickly.

However, there was no need for the tablet spirit to act.

Looking up into the sky, the tablet spirit saw the giant hand swiftly reaching towards the scattering giant serpents.

Under an inexplicable force, those massive serpents involuntarily converged into a single black figure.

The black figure raised his head, revealing a pair of crimson eyes filled with extreme malevolence, as if endless rage was churning within them.

Those demonic eyes appeared to narrow slightly as he spoke, "Who are you? Don't meddle in matters that don't concern you. It's best if you let me go. Otherwise, my Yimo Tribe will not spare you!"

"A mere True King who has undergone Two Reincarnation Tribulations dares to be arrogant in front of this emperor?"

Without any hesitation, the giant hand reached out to grab the condensed black figure.

The black figure shrouded in Demonic Qi heard this and let out a sharp, cold, and evil laugh.

"Ignorant creature, you weren't even born when this king was at the zenith of his power! And now you dare to be arrogant in front of this king? You should know that this king can also control a part of this space!"

A flicker of black light appeared in the eyes of the black figure. Then, like a tidal wave, an overwhelming surge of Demonic Qi filled the surrounding space with a fierce stamp of his foot.

In the outside world, Dao Sect.

As the giant hand descended, the black dots on the three-hundred-meter stone tablet vanished without a trace within a matter of a few breaths.

A black bead broke through the space from within the stone tablet and landed in Xiao Ming's outstretched palm.

"You'll regret this. My tribe won't let you get away with this!" a black silhouette roared furiously from within the bead.

"The last person who threatened me like that ended up having his clan wiped out. I suspect your Yimo Tribe will meet a similar fate," Xiao Ming smiled faintly and sealed the bead away with a flick of his hand.

As Xiao Ming retracted his hand, the oppressive aura that had overwhelmed the Dao Sect gradually dissipated, allowing Ying Xuanzi and the others to move freely once more. They observed Xiao Ming's actions with furrowed brows, sensing the unusual Demonic Qi emanating from the bead.

'This seems to be the aura of the Yimo?'

Given its long history and status as a Great Super Sect in the East Xuan Region, the Dao Sect likely possessed some records regarding the Yimo.

'Could it be that this Senior has come to eradicate the Yimo? But why would he attack Huanhuan?' Ying Xuanzi muttered to himself.

'And why was there a Yimo sealed inside the Great Desolation Tablet?'

Before they could fully comprehend the situation, the Great Desolation Tablet suddenly emitted rays of brilliant light. Then the tablet quickly shrank to the size of a palm and floated in front of Xiao Ming, circling around him. This sight left Ying Xuanzi and the others in a state of shock and disbelief.

Especially Chen Zhen, the Master of the Desolate Hall. The Great Desolation Tablet was their hall's most prized and revered treasure!

In a moment of determination, Chen Zhen gritted his teeth and flew directly towards Xiao Ming in the sky.

The other strong practitioners also gritted their teeth and followed suit upon seeing this.

"Thanks to the Senior for putting aside the previous grievances and helping our Dao Sect by subduing the Yimo. You are truly a model for our human race. However, this Great Desolation Tablet is a divine object of our Sect, so..." Chen Zhen approached Xiao Ming. He bowed respectfully and began to speak.

"Brat, shut your mouth. When did I ever become an object of your Dao Sect?"

Before Xiao Ming could even answer, the spirit of the Great Desolation Tablet, who was trying to convince Xiao Ming to accept it, became anxious. The elderly figure immediately emerged from the tablet.

Since its creation, it had only ever acknowledged one master, the Symbol Ancestor. No one else had ever received its recognition.

The reason it had entrusted the Great Desolation Scripture to the Dao Sect members in the past was solely to have them find two Ancestor Symbols to suppress that Yimo King. Unfortunately, no one had ever returned with them.