Chapter 1639: Chapter 1565: King of Hell Kills Sagittarius Constellation’s Avatar

After speaking, the King of Hell’s hand once again conjured a long whip, furiously lashing toward the Sagittarius Constellation.

"Snap~" The sharp sound of the whip cracked through the air, each strike leaving a tear in the space and carving deep wounds on Sagittarius’s body, spilling fresh blood.

"Hiss~" Sagittarius let out a pained wail, its massive body quivering violently, its four large hooves desperately clawing at the void in a futile struggle to escape, as if some invisible force had trapped it, forcing it to endure the King’s lashing.

Sagittarius, once a proud Creator Ancestral Spirit, had been reduced to a mere beast, shamefully whipped and tortured by the King of Hell. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Stop resisting my will! Quickly merge the power of this incarnation into my Black Robe to seal this rift! Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to beat you to death and forcibly seize your power." The King of Hell’s authoritative voice boomed, like a master ordering his livestock.

Sagittarius raised its massive head, veins bulging, letting out a defiant whinny like a stubborn wild horse, refusing to yield.

Its enormous eyes filled with intense flames of hatred, evil and venomous.

Just a glance at those eyes could convey the agony and humiliation it had suffered over the eons, the depth of its rage and resentment.

"Even if you are a Creator Ancestral Spirit, you cannot defy my will!" the King of Hell roared, further enraged by Sagittarius’s defiance, increasing the ferocity of his blows.

"Snap~" At this moment, only the sharp crack of the whip and Sagittarius’s agonized, furious roars echoed through the heavens and earth.

The NPCs of The Second World turned pale with fear, even the other Demon Kings and Moon Clan’s Shuang Sha remained silent, not daring to utter a word.

They too felt a chill running down their spines, being near the King is like being near a tiger; the King of Hell, who usually seemed composed and rarely angered, now acted in sheer brutality. If they ended up like Sagittarius, bound and tortured forever by the King of Hell, how agonizing that would be.

After over a hundred lashes, this incarnation of Sagittarius was covered in wounds, bloodied, beaten beyond recognition.

It no longer had the strength to struggle, collapsing within the Starry Sky, its body convulsing violently, seemingly on the verge of disintegration into pure Energy.

"Awo..." Finally, after another lash, Sagittarius let out a mournful cry that resonated through the Starry Sky, all light fading from its eyes, its head slumping into silence.

It had been beaten to death!

An illustrious Creator Ancestral Spirit, a grand existence since the creation by the Divine King, was slain before everyone’s eyes, its incarnation beaten to death by the King of Hell!

This death was a thousand times more humiliating than dying on the battlefield, utterly stripped of any dignity.

"My will is the will of the heavens! My command cannot be defied! I am the master of all beings, and all things must submit!" the King of Hell declared mercilessly, staring at the body of Sagittarius’s incarnation, his voice thundering through the Mortal Realm like a proclamation.

Then, he reached out towards Sagittarius’s incarnation, clutching at the void!

Sagittarius’s enormous incarnation fragmented instantly, transforming into a vast red torrent, piercing through the Star River, merging into his Black Robe.

Instantly, his Black Robe seemed to feast, emanating a universal-suppressing aura, its color shifting slightly to the hue of Sagittarius’s blood, becoming resilient and tightly sealing the tear on the Lunar Prison.

Huang Yi and the others shockingly realized that no matter how fierce their attacks, they couldn’t lift that Black Robe, couldn’t create any more tears, nor see the dawn of the outside universe.

The King of Hell had bolstered the suppressing power of the Black Robe with Sagittarius’s strength, once more sealing Huang Yi and the others within The Second World.

"Quickly refine! No matter the cost, I want The Second World destroyed, these Heaven-Sent must be refined to dust, eradicating future threats once and for all!" the King of Hell commanded the incarnations of the other Five Great Demon Kings.

The remaining five Demon Kings had no choice but to draw power from their main bodies again, intensifying the refining force. But as a result, the Microcosm grew increasingly unstable, disintegrating and collapsing everywhere. After this ordeal, it’s unknown how many eras and how much strength it will take to restore the Microcosm.

"Will the King of Hell ever be done? We push to our limits every time, coming up with all sorts of methods, implementing various countermeasures, yet he always manages to counteract them! How can we fight this?"

"This is mutual destruction! Even if the King of Hell defeats us, the Demon Clan’s Small World will likely be ruined too! Has the King of Hell gone mad?"

Seeing that the King of Hell’s Black Robe seemed hopeless to break, some began to complain.

They indeed had done their utmost, yet every time the King of Hell could further suppress them with stronger measures, leaving them deeply powerless.

At this point, Dao Feng surveyed the crowd, gestured to calm the troops, and quickly restored morale, saying, "The Demon Clan is vying for the Bastu Critical Point! Once The Second World is refined to that point, it will be unsalvageable! That’s why they’re going all out right now. We can change our strategy, not forcefully breaking the King of Hell’s Black Robe, but instead countering the refining power of the other Demon Kings, holding the line until our support forces arrive, then attempt to breach the tear once more."

Huang Yi nodded, saying, "Yes! Change strategy first! Resist their refining power. My incarnation is still outside The Second World, I have a new idea to try, perhaps it can save The Second World."

With that, a sinister gleam flashed in his eyes, and a plot surfaced in his mind.

Following this, the expert players and the guardians of the Hero Empire dispersed from the area near the tear on the Lunar Prison, moving towards various directions within The Second World, countering the refining power from all directions, striving to maintain the status quo of The Second World and preventing further deterioration.

Huang Yi focused his thoughts on his incarnation on the Moon.

At this moment, the battle between the Insect Race and the Dream Tribe continued, with the Insect Race using their Bug Net’s defensive capability to continuously protect the Demon Clan’s Barrier on the Moon.

The Dream Tribe and the criminals released from Heroes’ Prison by Huang Yi joined forces but couldn’t breach the Insect Race’s defenses.

After all, the Dream Tribe could only reach here through dreams, their strength limited, achieving this much was already quite a feat.

At this time, Huang Yi approached Dream Against the Heavens, saying, "Keep holding off the Insect Race, do not let them support the Demon Clan in The Second World! I must head to a distant place immediately to open another battlefield! I strongly believe if I achieve my goal in that battlefield, the Demon Clan will collapse on its own."

"Open another battlefield? You’re alone, how can you open one?" Dream Against the Heavens inquired.

"I alone am enough!" Huang Yi left these words, then flapped the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, vanishing into the air.