Chapter 1685: Chapter 1610: The King of Hell Reveals His True Form and Steps Down from the Altar of the Gods

At the same time, outside of The Second World, the Three Supreme Dragon Emperors chose this exact moment to launch a fierce attack on the King of Hell, unleashing the magnificent power of the Mortal Gods without restraint.

"Boom!" At that moment, all the forces exploded instantly!

The black robe of the King of Hell rapidly swelled upward, unable to suppress this furious force, bursting into pieces with a loud explosion.

After the black robe shattered, it revealed a vague black shadow inside, which was directly blasted to the depths of the starry sky.

Vast radiance continued to gush out, raising a devastating wave of light, sweeping toward the entire universe, burning the edges of the Celestial Web to rapidly melt.

At that moment, all the light in the starry sky was obscured, leaving only the pillar of light gushing out from The Second World, resembling a scene from the cosmic explosion.

When that dazzling light faded, the breach had become completely transparent, and the Lunar Prison was torn open with an even larger hole, expanding more than ten times than before.

Bright dawn from outside shone through that breach into The Second World, illuminating the ravaged land and the faces of those who had fought bravely for so long.

At this moment, The Second World was like being reborn!

After numerous arduous battles and repeated despair, they finally overthrew the suppression of the King of Hell and opened a window between The Second World and beyond.

And this window was so large that even if the King of Hell returned, it could no longer be suppressed.

"We won!"

"The Second World is free!"

"The Demon Clan is defeated!"

All players and NPCs within The Second World, all reinforcements outside of The Second World, and all spectators of the current world burst into cheers.

This time, the Demon Clan risked everything, sparing no cost to refine The Second World.

But now that The Second World has broken through the blockade, this breach can no longer close, never to be refined.

History turned at this moment!

The Demon Clan lost!

"Don’t even think about coming out!" The King of the Fallen cried out urgently, spewing endless demonic qi, reforming into a massive black robe, veiling a large swath of the starry sky, attempting to forcibly suppress the breach again.

But the breach was too large; even if the King of Hell returned, he could not suppress it, much less the King of the Fallen.

He was still immersed in that illusion of Demon Clan invincibility, unable to see reality, still believing he could suppress The Second World.

"Dare to be distracted when fighting me?" A Mortal God of the War Clan sneered, smashing out a star-shattering punch, striking the King of the Fallen, instantly sending him flying.

The reconstructed black robe immediately lost its supporting power, gently falling down like the banner of the fallen Demon Clan.

"Suppress it for me!" At this moment, the Dark King also roared, hurriedly breaking away from his opponent, rushing toward the breach.

"Boom!" Just as he reached the breach, an unparalleled blood-colored blade light struck him hard, sending him flying far away with a huge wound appearing on his body.

Immediately after, the figure of Dao Feng rushed out of the breach, for the first time arriving in outer space.

In an instant, the true god aura on him spread throughout the scene, dominating the entire universe.

Hundreds of Divine Domain experts suddenly sensed that terrifying aura, turning their heads to look at Dao Feng.

At this moment, Dao Feng was covered in blood, his eyes blood-red, devoid of emotion, clutching a blood-stained War Blade, standing above the breach like an invincible War God, blocking the way, with no one daring to approach.

He had already become the strongest on the scene!

Whether it was the Four Great Demon Kings or the Mortal Gods Leaders of those top cosmic races, they were merely avatars, with limited power.

And Dao Feng had the power of a true god, crushing the entire scene, throughout the universe, only the dozen or so Creator Ancestral Spirits could rival him in battle.

"Dao Feng is invincible, let’s not approach him for now!" At this moment, Huang Yi’s main body reminded everyone, holding them back from going out.

Although Dao Feng was strong at this time, he was out of control, indistinguishable between enemy and friend, even attacking his own.

At this point, Dao Feng’s frenzied eyes turned toward the Dark King who was flying backward, and immediately turned into a blood light chasing after him.

"Boom!" The Dark King had not yet recovered when he was struck flying by Dao Feng again.

A dignified Demon King was casually struck flying by a Heaven-Sent Man, as fragile as any mortal!

This scene stunned everyone!

"Ah!!! I’m unwilling, you are just an ant, why can you defeat us! We are the invincible Demon Kings, only we destroy others, no one can destroy us!" The Dark King roared hysterically, dashing madly toward Dao Feng, his demonic qi chaotic and boiling, devoid of the dignity and composure of a Demon King.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The Dark King was repeatedly struck flying by Dao Feng, no matter how he roared, how he impacted, he still couldn’t shake Dao Feng, like a senseless child throwing a tantrum at an adult.

He couldn’t accept the fact of his failure, couldn’t accept that the once ant-like Heaven-Sent Man could actually strike him flying with one blade, that their Demon Clan who had ruled the Mortal Realm for countless years should continue to dominate, he couldn’t accept such a contrast.

Soon, this frenzied avatar of the Dark King was slashed by Dao Feng until it was covered in scars, looking utterly wretched.

"Boom!" At this instant, a black shadow suddenly appeared, a snowy white hand grasping a peculiar large hammer, blocking that blade from Dao Feng, then immediately grabbing the Dark King and retreating to a distant spot.

Just as Dao Feng was about to chase after, his body shook violently, the blood-red eyes instantaneously regained clarity, and the majestic true god’s pressure dissipated in an instant.

He stumbled, nearly losing his footing, as if his whole body had been drained of power.

His frenzied time was finally over!

All the divine power within him, including that from the Sword Emperor and the descended power of Takasma, was completely exhausted.

Seemingly sensing his weakness, that previous black shadow suddenly returned, lifting the massive hammer and smashing down furiously!

"Humph! Been waiting for you!" The Three Supreme Dragon Emperors instantly appeared before Dao Feng, blocking the black shadow’s attack, seemingly having long awaited this moment.

At the same time, Huang Yi flapped the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings and blinked to his side, quickly grabbing Dao Feng’s arm, and disappearing to the distant.

Only the chaotic battle of the Three Supreme Dragon Emperors and the mass of black shadow remained in place, their overwhelming power shattering space, dragon claws flying, divine power boiling, dragon roars thunderous.

After some battle, the mass of black shadow seemed to realize the futility of this fight, withdrawing again, evading the Three Supreme Dragon Emperors.

The black shadow and the Dark King’s avatar retreated to a safe distance, surveying the entire scene.

At this moment, the side of the Demon Clan was rapidly collapsing!

The Heaven-Sent individuals within The Second World surged out from the breach like a flood, impacting the battlefield in outer space.

Thunder God, Pharaoh, Dragon Spike, Pope, and other Demigod reincarnators, each possessed divine power as vast as the renowned giants outside, and once they joined the battle, they were unstoppable, forcing the masters on the Demon Clan’s side into continuous retreat, unable to be blocked.

In addition, there were over a thousand top-level player experts, whose strength was not to be underestimated, relying on the blessing of that giant World Tree of The Second World, wildly bombarding the outside Demon Clan experts.

All sorts of attack rays pierced through the starry sky, like the fireworks of victory.

"Everyone, gather around me!" Finally, the mass of black shadow issued a command.

The voice was clearly the voice of the King of Hell!

This mass of black shadow was precisely the King of Hell who had been previously blown away.

After his black robe was shattered, it no longer existed, leaving only his original form visible.

This was many people’s first time seeing the King of Hell without his black robe, and it took them a moment to get accustomed to it. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

At this moment, the King of Hell had lost his former invincible aura.

His black robe was like a Dragon Robe; when draped over him, he was the King of the Mortal Realm, unbeatable.

His strength was also hidden within that black robe, unfathomable; no one knew what was concealed beneath that wide robe, and no one knew the majestic power that robe could unleash.

But after losing that black robe, the King of Hell lost the aura of the King of the Mortal Realm, the mysterious veil that once shrouded him; although his shadowy form remained indistinct and didn’t reveal his true face, he was far less inscrutable than before.

From this moment on, the King of Hell stepped down from the Altar of the Gods.