Chapter 1543: Grand Finale

"You mean... there's still a trump card?" Li Lingjing and the others were slightly surprised, then frowned. "What exactly is hidden in the Deep Clouds of Unknown? What does it entail?"

Even the Dragon Race had limited knowledge about the mysterious Deep Clouds of Unknown. All they knew was that it was a place where even the Dragon God couldn't tread, a warning from the Dragon God himself.

They looked at each other, all with a hint of confusion in their eyes. Could the Deep Clouds of Unknown really change the situation?

"The Deep Clouds of Unknown should contain the power of the War Soul," Li Lingjing speculated.

"I know. Although Xiaoran has fallen, he can still communicate with Mo'er. He must have turned into a War Soul, and he is in the Deep Clouds of Unknown."

Boom! Boom!

Above the Nine Heavens, two figures shrouded in terrifying pressure controlled formidable powers, fiercely colliding with each other. With each clash between them, the space would quickly shatter.

In the world, the winds raged, and the heavens and earth trembled, resembling scenes from doomsday.

Lin Mo had ascended to the realm of the Divine Emperor and also become the Lord of the War Soul Continent. He could manipulate the power of the heavens and earth at will. Meanwhile, Yelan was engulfed in endless demon flames. Therefore, even though the two fought ferociously, they showed no signs of exhaustion.

Ding!

A radiant staff filled with boundless brilliance swept out, colliding with the Wanmo Sword in Yelan's hand like lightning. In that instant, the eyes of both of them turned cold and sharp. Brilliant light and terrifying demon flames surged behind them.

Roar!

Behind Lin Mo, the radiant light condensed crazily into a massive white dragon.

The dragon coiled and roared to the sky. Its roar seemed to resonate in every corner of the world, and its terrifying dragon might spread instantaneously, making everyone want to worship.

Howl!

Behind Yelan, there was also a towering demon shadow, no smaller than the dragon. It had countless demonic arms, each with a black flame vortex in its palm.

Boom!

The white dragon and the demon shadow charged out fiercely and collided in mid-air. Then, above the two, a wave of indescribable fluctuations swept out.

All the onlookers below were swept away by the tens of thousands of feet of majestic energy waves. 

The energy ripples swept out from the collision between the two, causing both figures to tremble. They retreated thousands of meters in a hurry. Each time they landed, the space beneath their feet would be shattered.

Despite their earth-shattering battle, neither side could gain the upper hand.

"With this temporary power of the Emperor Realm and the ability of the Lord of the War Soul Continent, you've managed to fight me to a draw, which is quite unexpected," Nightlan said, the Demon Sword of Ten Thousand Demons trembling lightly in his hand, sword qi rampant, shattering the space.

"However, wanting to kill me... is still far from enough."

"A thousand years ago, Emperor Qing wanted to kill me, he couldn't do it, and now you want to kill me... equally impossible."

Countless strong individuals below heard this, their faces changing. Nightlan, the Lord of the Demons, was truly peerlessly strong. Would the result they feared the most finally come to pass?

Lin Mo also looked up at the figure shrouded in demonic flames, saying calmly, "Senior Emperor Qing hoped I could do something he couldn't!"

"Is that so?"

A strange color flashed across Nightlan's face. Then, his figure shook, and the endless demonic flames came again, turning into the shadow of a nine-headed demonic snake stepping on the heavens and earth in just a few breaths. The evil eyes on those ferocious snake heads slowly opened, emitting a destructive light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as the ferocious nine-headed demonic snake appeared, the eerie demonic abyss instantly bombarded Lin Mo.

"The Abyss of Demons descends, and heaven and earth are annihilated!"

A deep and chilling voice suddenly resounded through the heavens and earth. The eighteen demonic eyes of the nine-headed demonic snake all erupted simultaneously, and the terrifying power to destroy heaven and earth merged into the abyss of demons, pressing down towards Lin Mo together.

"Fight with me for the world!"

Below, Lin Mo pointed his long staff at the descending Abyss of Demons and said in a deep voice. Then, the fighting spirit of all the people of the War Soul Continent surged.

"Fight to the death!"

They knew that if Lin Mo lost this battle, the War Soul Continent would be forever annihilated. They, their families, the people they wanted to protect, would all be lost in the river of history. So in this battle, they showed their determination to fight to the death.

Hoo! Hoo!

The power of the will of the people surged, converging on Lin Mo's staff.

Lin Mo's eyes suddenly sank, and the divine power within him surged. His staff burst towards the sky.

"The Reversal of Ten Thousand Dragons, born to die!"

The majestic divine power within Lin Mo's body erupted crazily, finally merging with the will of the people, turning into countless giant dragon shadows.

As Lin Mo's staff pierced into the sky, the countless dragon shadows suddenly roared wildly, and the terrifying power surged instantly. The indomitable power to resist heaven itself spread out in an instant.

At this moment, even the sky seemed to shatter.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The next moment, the countless dragon shadows fiercely rushed towards the descending Abyss of Demons, and deafening explosions erupted instantly. The people below felt their ears sting and had to activate their divine power to protect themselves.