SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 1074 1074 The Ultimate Imperial Clan

The amplification of the Fourth Supreme Technique, combined with Genesis and the might of Divine Light.

On top of that, the power of the Shenshen War Halberd itself.

Even with the Evil God Armor bolstering him, and even after unleashing that ultimate move from the Evil God Art,

Naraku still ended up completely overwhelmed in the clash.

A terrifying shockwave of force swept in all directions.

The God-Slaying Spear that had been condensed was directly shattered by the Shenshen War Halberd, dissolving into countless points of light scattered across the sky.

Then the halberd blade pressed on without losing momentum, slashing straight toward Naraku!

In that instant, Naraku felt it — a sense of death, closing in on his heart.

He hurriedly activated a defensive technique.

Dark violet evil energy condensed into a barrier before him.

Bang!

The Shenshen War Halberd shattered the barrier once again.

Though its power had been somewhat diminished.

Then the halberd blade came down hard upon the Evil God Armor.

Blinding sparks erupted in a flash.

The sound of metal clashing rang out like iron horses charging into battle, and then like the sounds of a celestial forge descending from the heavens — deafening, sharp enough to pierce the eardrums.

Pfft…

Naraku took the impact and was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

But the Shenshen War Halberd had not managed to cut through the Evil God Armor.

The Evil God Armor, as a forbidden weapon once belonging to the Eight-Headed Evil God,

was itself a world-ending forbidden artifact — on the same level as the Shenshen War Halberd. Naturally, it could not be so easily broken.

"I told you, Yu Xiaoyao, killing me isn't going to be that simple!"

A cold, chilling smile curled at the corner of Naraku's lips.

With the Evil God Armor on, even a lesser Heavenly Lord couldn't do anything to him.

"Just a turtle shell, and it gives you this much confidence?"

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained blank as he continued his assault.

Naraku was completely on the receiving end, being suppressed and beaten.

Although the Shenshen War Halberd couldn't shatter the Evil God Armor,

the recoil force was unavoidable.

It caused the qi and blood within Naraku's chest to churn violently, shattering many of his ribs.

Finally, under Jun Xiaoyao's relentless, airtight barrage of attacks,

Naraku's body was sent flying, blood and shattered organs spilling from his mouth.

He shot like a cannonball toward a distant island.

The island was directly smashed apart by Naraku's impact, splitting into pieces in all directions.

"Damn you, Yu Xiaoyao!"

Purple flames blazed in Naraku's eyes.

Though the Evil God Armor protected him from being killed by Jun Xiaoyao,

being crushed this miserably was something he simply could not accept.

Just as Naraku was about to unleash another ultimate move from the Evil God Art and fight Jun Xiaoyao to the death,

a faint voice rang out.

"Everyone, please hold your hand for a moment."

At the sound of that voice, all eyes turned in that direction.

From within the distant mist, a small flat-bottomed boat came gliding over.

An elderly figure wearing a bamboo hat was rowing with a wooden oar.

The other figure was a strikingly handsome young man.

His eyes were pure black with no whites, giving him an eerie and sinister appearance.

Everyone present felt a familiar dark aura emanating from that young man.

"It seems you're the last king to appear."

Jun Xiaoyao paused and put away the Shenshen War Halberd.

"The Third King."

The young man glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, then looked toward Naraku not far away, who was in quite a sorry state.

"Are you the Demon Dark Sovereign?"

The young man tilted his head slightly, a hint of puzzlement crossing his expression.

This Demon Dark Sovereign seemed to have been rather badly beaten by the First King.

"That's right."

Naraku said, evil energy surging within him as his injuries rapidly recovered.

His expression was also somewhat unsightly.

All the dignity of the Demon Dark Sovereign had been thrown to the wind.

"Very well, then let me make a proper introduction."

The young man said with a faint smile.

"I am the Third King, and also the guide. My name is Mohoura, and I come from the Demon Origin Clan."

Mohoura's words immediately caused Shenyue, Zhuye, and the others to shudder.

Though they had already anticipated it, actually learning the young man's identity still shook them.

"The Demon Origin Clan — one of the ultimate imperial clans of the Unspeakable Land." Shenyue's expression grew solemn.

"Oh, the Demon Origin Clan."

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.

This was his first time encountering a being from an ultimate imperial clan.

That Mohoura did indeed appear to be no weakling.

Even the elderly figure rowing the boat had a cultivation depth that was unfathomable.

Shenyue leaned close to Jun Xiaoyao's ear and said, "The Demon Origin Clan is said to have originated from the Ten Thousand Demon Primordial Source. They are one of the most ancient lineages in our realm, and seem to have a close connection to the Calamity."

"Ten Thousand Demon Primordial Source…" Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.

First the Ultimate Calamity, and now the Ten Thousand Demon Primordial Source.

The secrets of the foreign realm were truly no small matter.

"We are all kin, all serving the great Calamity together — why must we turn our blades on one another?" Mohoura said.

Naraku's expression turned cold and sharp. "It's simply that some people don't know their place, and don't know who their superior is."

"A defeated foe dares to bark?" Jun Xiaoyao let out a cold laugh.

"Are you truly the Demon Dark Sovereign?"

Mohoura looked toward Naraku.

Honestly speaking, Naraku in this sorry state looked nothing like a Demon Dark Sovereign at all.

It was Jun Xiaoyao, with his profound aura like that of a Chaos God King, who actually looked like a true sovereign.

"What, you doubt me?" Naraku's tone darkened.

If it weren't for the fact that Mohoura was from the Demon Origin Clan, his attitude would likely have been far worse.

"No, just a little surprised, that's all. After all, the Demon Dark Sovereign of legend was enlightened by the great Calamity and possesses the power to command the Six Kings — yet you…"

Mohoura stopped himself before finishing.

The implication was clear — Naraku was too weak, and simply couldn't command anyone's respect.

"I simply haven't fully awakened yet. I'm still missing one thing." Naraku said with a cold snort.

"What is it?"

"Black Blood." Naraku's gaze turned sharp.

He had no fear in saying it aloud.

Because in his memory, only the Demon Dark Sovereign had the right to refine and obtain the power of the Black Blood.

If any other being obtained it and rashly attempted to refine it, the lightest consequence would be descending into madness.

The worst would be their body exploding and dying on the spot.

In other words, even if a single drop of Black Blood were placed before everyone present,

only he, Naraku, had the right to refine it.

"I see. My clan does have some vague records of this." Mohoura gave a slight nod.

As for Jun Xiaoyao, a flash of dark light passed through his eyes.

A faint, playful smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

It seemed what Shenyue had said was indeed correct.

"The Black Blood Naraku speaks of very likely refers to the same substance as the Heaven's Black Blood I obtained through my sign-in." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

At this point, Mohoura said, "In that case, as long as you fuse with the Black Blood, you can prove that you are the true Demon Dark Sovereign — and gain the power to rule over the Six Kings."

"Naturally. But what you're saying means…"

A sharp gleam burst from Naraku's eyes.

"That's right. I do know where Black Blood exists within the Unspeakable Land."

With a single sentence from Mohoura, Naraku's breathing quickened, and violet evil energy surged within his eyes.

"Where?"

He could barely contain his eagerness.

"Don't be in such a rush. I'll first guide you all through the mist region and into the Unspeakable Land."

"After all, we Six Kings must work together to open the path leading into the depths of the Unspeakable Land — and we may even have the chance to meet the truly great Calamity!"

As Mohoura said this, his eyes carried a fervent, devout gleam.

The gate deep within the Unspeakable Land required the Six Kings to activate six world-ending forbidden artifacts in order to open.

It had been untold eons since anyone had opened it.

In this era, they might very well lay eyes upon the true Ultimate Calamity!

And Naraku's expression also carried a look of barely restrained impatience.

He turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao, his face bearing a look of gleeful satisfaction.

"Yu Xiaoyao, your good days are numbered. Once I obtain the Black Blood, by then…"

Naraku smiled — a cold, chilling smile.

Jun Xiaoyao simply shook his head lightly.

In his heart, he had already begun to mourn for Naraku.