Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 1111 – Who Doesn’t Want to Be King?

Chapter 1111 – Who Doesn’t Want to Be King?

The flame-wrapped assassin came to a sudden stop. His eyes nearly burst open with rage as the blood red flames that surrounded him doubled in size.

Bang –

At this moment, there was a resounding explosion. The entire Dominion fiercely shook, and a terrifying palm print visible to the naked eye bulged inwards in the fog.

Someone had arrived outside the Dominion and was attempting to break it…Cloud Boundless, that old freak had arrived!

The assassin’s body shivered and he glared at Qin Yu. The hatred and killing intent within his eyes was able to freeze one’s soul!

It was all this bastard’s fault!

If it weren’t for Qin Yu fighting with him, causing impacts to strike the Dominion, then power wouldn’t have leaked out from it.

Cloud Boundless might be formidable, but it would have taken him some time to lock onto the Dominion’s location.

And more importantly, if it weren’t for Qin Yu then he would have captured Cloud Mist already. He wouldn’t have stayed here this long!

Cloud Boundless had arrived and he had also used his trump card. The chances of him living after today were almost zero.

He was a formidable existence that was a step away from the Demon King realm and there were infinite possibilities awaiting him in the future. Once he managed to smoothly break through, a brand new world would have opened up for him.

But all those dreams had become fleeting illusions…the assassin had no confidence he could escape from Cloud Boundless’ hands.

In other words, from this moment on, his life was almost at its end!

And all of this was caused by Qin Yu. If the assassin could, he would eat Qin Yu’s flesh and wear his skin.

He was going to die soon, and a dead demon had no value.

But he still had bloodline descendants. If he wanted them to continue living, he had to complete today’s mission.

Bang –

More and more blood red flames burst out from the assassin’s body. They transformed into a blood red fire giant that grasped at Cloud Mist.

Within five fingers that were wrapped in endlessly burning blood red flames, space rapidly collapsed, and a black hole appeared.

A formidable swallowing strength erupted from the black hole. It locked onto Cloud Mist and started pulling her over.

This time, he no longer sought to live. In deciding that he was going to die with this, he erupted with an even more terrifying strength!

Qin Yu’s complexion changed. This fellow really was putting his life on the line now. The blood red flames were burning his own flesh and blood as fuel.

Inside the blood red fire dragon, the assassin immediately withered away like a dried up corpse. All that remained were his eyes that were brighter than before.

“Clan Elder, save me!” Cloud Mist screamed out loud. She could already sense Cloud Boundless’ aura – he was just outside the Dominion.

…

Bang –

A heaven-shaking explosion erupted, spreading all throughout Adversity Peak City. The void fiercely shook as cracks spread out in all directions.

An illusory shadow world emerged from the shattered space. Its edges shook with turbulent waves, and one could vaguely see what was happening inside.

Cloud Boundless’ complexion was as dark as water. A cold gloominess surged in his eyes even as rage blazed in his chest.

Good, very good!

They actually had their people in the Clan Elder Assembly, otherwise there was no way he would be delayed until now.

They kept targeting Cloud Mist again and again, trying to place the old King’s lineage into a state that they would never recover from…did they really think he wouldn’t go crazy?

Whoosh –

Whoosh –

Whoosh –

With whistling sounds, over a dozen figures appeared. At this moment their eyes were wide open as they watched the scene in front of them. Of course, these were only superficial emotions. No one knew what they were really thinking.

“Cloud Boundless, this is Adversity Peak City where the ancestral land is located! You have acted recklessly and without scruples! If the ancestral land is disturbed, that is a grave crime!” A demon shouted, his expression cold.

“Screw off!”

Cloud Boundless roared. He punched out a fist and a towering demon phantom instantly appeared behind him, striking at the same time.

The demon who spoke widened his eyes, anger on his face. He never thought that Cloud Boundless would attack without warning.

Bang –

With a loud bang, the demon vomited out a mouthful of blood as he was sent soaring backwards, countless buildings smashed in his wake. This scene caused the demons who just arrived to shiver inwardly as their complexions changed.

Cloud Boundless’ strength…was greater than they anticipated. Or, perhaps it should be said that this old freak had been hiding his true power all this time.

Although he hadn’t been able to break through his current boundary due to a clan agreement and his bloodline, his true strength likely far exceeded the limits of a Demon Commander.

At this time, a blood red fire giant appeared in the shattered space. Cloud Mist’s cries of help also faintly rang out.

Cloud Boundless bellowed, “Anyone that dares to stop me, die!”

With a roar, he lifted a hand and punched at the Dominion.

“Humph! Cloud Boundless, what power and prestige you have! Adversity Peak City is where my Nightmare Ancestral Land is located; it is not a place where you can go wild!” With a cold sneer, a figure appeared. The figure thrust a palm forward and with the sound of rumbling thunder, Cloud Boundless’ punch was blocked.

Ancient King’s lineage, Seven Wounds Clan Elder!

As the surrounding demons and those that just arrived saw this person, they all subconsciously drew backwards. This person was also one of the strongest figures in the Nightmare Clan right now, said to be invincible below the Demon King realm.

The reason he was called Seven Wounds was because in a great battle that occurred in the past, with his strength alone he fought against seven powerhouses of the same boundary, eventually wounding all seven of them and forcing them to flee. Two of them even eventually perished from their wounds.

After this battle, the name of Seven Wounds Clan Elder became prominent enough to shock everyone!

Cloud Boundless drew a deep breath. He lifted a hand and took out a token. This thing was pitch black and smooth all over, without a single character etched on it. But, when the surrounding demons saw it, their pupils shrank and panic appeared on their faces.

“Black Token!”

“When the token appears, life and death shall be decided!”

“The Token of Death!”

With loud cries of alarm, the people that were originally backing away turned and fled as if they saw a ghost.

What nonsense, the Black Token had already appeared. If they didn’t flee as far as they could, were they supposed to wait here for death?

Any influence, once they reached a certain level of size and strength, was bound to have different voices speaking out from within. This was normal and nothing could prevent it.

But even if it couldn’t be avoided, this didn’t mean that it should be allowed to become large-scale factional strife that spun out of control.

So within the Nightmare Clan, the ‘Black Token’ appeared. Of course, this was just a simple name decided based on its outer appearance.

In truth, it had an even more detailed and resounding name – the Token of Death! Once someone’s strength and status reached a certain degree in the Nightmare Clan, they would have the qualifications to apply for a Black Token from the Nightmare King.

This token was used to resolve irreconcilable differences within powerful factions of the clan. Once used, it was the same as both parties entering into a life and death contract. A great battle would occur and only one person would survive.

With the life of the defeated, the end of the hatred would be brought about. This was why it was called the Token of Death.

Once the token appeared…someone must die!

Seeing this sight, everyone knew that Cloud Boundless was truly going to go all out. It was no surprise they scurried away as far as they could.

Seven Wounds’ complexion changed and his eyes clouded over. He never thought that Cloud Boundless had something like a Black Token in his hands.

He wasn’t afraid of risking his life, but in this competition for the throne the ancient King’s lineage held the upper hand and there was at least a 90% chance they would succeed…of course, even after saying so much, the most essential point was that he wasn’t confident he could kill Cloud Boundless.

Otherwise, why would he talk so much? He would have accepted the challenge, activating the Black Token and then pounding this scoundrel to pieces!

But in this situation today, if he were to withdraw it would be too ugly a sight…for a time, he was caught in a dilemma.

Cloud Boundless took a step forward. Tightening his fingers together, the Black Token in his hand began to emit an eerie light.

“I’ll say this one last time. Make way!”

Seven Wounds was incensed and his eyes flashed with an ominous light. This old bastard Cloud Boundless was really going too far! As he clenched his teeth and was about to agree, a figure rushed to his side and shouted out, “Enough, don’t be impulsive!”

The new arrival looked at Cloud Boundless and said, “Seven Wounds Clan Elder is only worried that your actions will influence the ancestral land. He isn’t truly trying to stop you. This matter will end here. Whatever you want to do, we won’t stop you anymore!”

A hand grabbed onto Seven Wounds and pulled him to the side.

Of course, Seven Wounds had to appropriately display some indignation and unwillingness, as if saying that if it weren’t for this person stopping him, he would have beaten Cloud Boundless to death.

If he didn’t do this, he would have no face left!

“Humph!” Cloud Boundless coldly snorted. He didn’t have time to waste on them as he rushed towards the Dominion.

Bang –

A fist punched out and the entire Dominion fiercely shook. As his strength swept out, massive swathes of the demonic energy started to crack apart and collapse.

Kacha –

Kacha –

Cracks appeared on the surface of the Dominion. The strength and might that Cloud Boundless displayed left everyone shocked.

Seven Wounds Clan Elder’s lips twitched and his eyes clouded over. This bastard Cloud Boundless, he really didn’t disappoint his nickname of the King of Swindlers. He had actually hidden himself so deeply.

If it weren’t for Cloud Mist falling into such a dangerous situation today, he would have continued to hide himself. At some unknown time, Seven Wounds would have suffered a loss beneath his hands.

Black Token…it was fortunate that he wasn’t too impulsive, otherwise…he didn’t want to acknowledge it, but there was a high chance he would have been beaten to death.

The one who appeared and pulled him away was another powerful figure from the ancient King’s lineage – Thousandhonor Marquis.

This was not a name, but a noble title handed down from his ancestors. It was a famous and resounding golden signboard in the Nightmare Clan.

Although it was thanks to his ancestors that he had his current status, the truth was that no one in today’s Nightmare Clan dared to look down on Thousandhonor Marquis.

What this person had today wasn’t something he could obtain with an ancestral title alone. His strength and methods were both top class.

Now, as Thousandhonor Marquis looked at Cloud Boundless, a dignified look flashed in his eyes. As he thought, Cloud Boundless’ strength was greater than he imagined.

If it weren’t for that, they wouldn’t need to use so much energy dealing with the old King’s lineage.

Hehe, abyssal royal families were born noble and they had all sorts of resources, making them the envy of everyone. But as with everything in this world, where there were gains there were also losses…

If Cloud Boundless wasn’t a descendant of the old King’s lineage, even if he was of ordinary origin, with his potential and aptitude, his achievements would have been far above what they were today.

A tribe only had one King. This was the limit of the will of the abyss.

At the same time, this was a thorn buried in the hearts of the various royal lineages in the abyss.

Who didn’t want to become a King?

But there was only one throne. If you aren't willing, you can only struggle for it.

Thousandhonor Marquis’ eyes flashed with a sharp light before they returned to normal. It was far too early to talk about these things. Once the dust had settled for the new King’s throne, perhaps he could contact Cloud Boundless.