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The Destruction of the Underground Palace

The massive stone doors of the underground palace rumbled open, revealing a tall white-robed figure standing proudly.

It was Dustin, his hands clasped behind his back, golden light swirling around him, brightening the night like daylight. The black mist that seeped from the door instantly dissolved upon contact with the golden radiance.

“Trying to run?” Dustin’s voice boomed through the passage like thunder. “When you slaughtered tens of thousands of innocents, did you ever think this day would come?”

The Grand Elder’s eyes flashed with malice. He suddenly hurled the piece of human skin in his hand into the air.

“Blood Sacrifice --- Open!”

The skin expanded midair into a massive blood-red curtain, covered with twisted, screaming human faces.

At the same time, the Twelve Venerables struck together. Bone knives, bone whips, and bone spears turned into twelve streaks of blinding light, howling as they tore through the air toward Dustin’s face.

“Petty tricks.” Dustin snorted coldly and casually waved his right hand.

The simple motion stirred up a golden shockwave in front of him.

The twelve bone weapons shattered instantly within the wave, and the Twelve Venerables were sent flying like broken kites, crashing into the stone walls. The blood they spat painted vivid red blossoms on the stone.

The Grand Elder’s pupils shrank sharply. His hands blurred into seals.

“Twelve Heavens of Nether Fiends --- Unite!”

The fallen Twelve Venerables suddenly rose in a twisted, unnatural manner. In an instant, their twelve bodies fused into a towering thirty-foot-tall Bone Demon.

Its eyes burned with eerie green flames, and it wielded a massive battle-axe forged from countless skulls. Toxic fluid dripped from the axe’s edge, sizzling deep pits into the stone floor.

“Witness the might of our cult’s sacred technique!” The Grand Elder’s voice echoed from within the Bone Demon, filled with wild laughter.

The Bone Demon took a heavy step forward, swinging the giant axe with the force to split mountains and crack the earth.

Wherever the axe passed, space rippled and distorted. The vengeful souls clinging to the blade screamed so piercingly it seemed they could tear a person’s soul apart.

Dustin’s expression didn’t change. He slowly raised his right hand. Golden light surged in his palm, condensing into a glowing orb the size of a human head.

Mystical runes flowed across the surface of the orb, and each rotation radiated a pressure that made heaven and earth tremble.

“Break.”

With a calm murmur, the golden orb shot out like a meteor toward the Bone Demon.

The moment they collided, time seemed to freeze.

Then came a blinding burst of golden light that devoured the entire passage. The howls of the evil souls were drowned out as they melted away like snow.

The Bone Demon’s giant axe shattered first, followed by its entire body, disintegrating inch by inch under the golden radiance.

The Twelve Venerables let out a final round of agonized screams before being reduced to dust --- no bodies remained.

From the storm of bone dust, the Grand Elder burst forth, now abandoning any trace of human form. He had transformed into a squirming, fleshy abomination, covered in countless blinking eyes.

“I’ll drag you down with me!” he roared.

With a wet explosion, the meat mass burst apart, transforming into billions of tiny blood threads that surged toward Dustin like a crimson tide.

These threads contained the world’s deadliest poison --- Corrosion Venom --- which could reduce even a Grandmaster to pus in moments if it touched them.

But Dustin’s golden light suddenly surged, forming a massive protective barrier.

The blood threads slammed into the shield and vanished like raindrops falling into the ocean, not even stirring a ripple.

He flicked a finger. A concentrated beam of golden light shot forth and struck directly at the core of the blood mass --- the black bone nucleus.

“No --- !”

A desperate scream echoed through the tunnel. The mass of flesh rapidly shrank under the golden light, revealing the Grand Elder’s original form.

Now powerless to resist, he collapsed to the ground, eyes filled with terror and despair.

Dustin stepped forward, towering over the cult’s chief culprit.

“The Bone Cult’s sins are countless. Today marks your end.”

The Grand Elder suddenly erupted in crazed laughter.

“Hahaha! You think this is over just because you killed us? The Holy Son already knows --- he will avenge us! The entire Dragonmarsh will perish with us!”

Dustin’s eyes turned cold. A flash of golden light from his palm silenced the laughter. The Grand Elder vanished into a wisp of smoke.

With all enemies vanquished, Dustin turned toward the shadowy depths of the underground palace.

This hellish lair had devoured countless innocent lives. The skulls embedded in the stone walls still silently cried out the tragedies of the past.

He took a deep breath and unleashed all his inner power.

Golden light surged like a raging river, sweeping through every corridor. The once-solid stone walls collapsed like paper in its wake.

Altars, chambers, dungeons --- every last trace of evil was obliterated in the storm of gold.

With a final thunderous boom, the entire underground palace --- and the mountain above it --- was reduced to rubble.

As the dust settled, Dustin’s figure had already vanished into the distant sky.

Meanwhile, in a secluded valley a thousand miles away…

The Bone Cult’s Holy Son, deep in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes --- his bone jade pendant cracked and crumbled to dust. - Ton


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Comments

Anonymous said…
I am missing natasha
Anonymous said…
What happens when the Holy Son is killed. Will we hear of another being
Anonymous said…
The Holy Son is anything but holy
Anonymous said…
Right? Who knows..
Not to mention there’s still the Pantheon’s leader.
Anonymous said…
Thanks for the update, Admin Ton
Anonymous said…
Maybe the holy son is stronger than satan
Anonymous said…
The holy son has holy dad….. 😆
Anonymous said…
It would be nice to add Abigail in the chapter..

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