Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 590 - 326: Self-Detonation

Arthur looked at the demon writhing on the ground and lifted the Sword in the Stone at the first opportunity. It was best to kill such a bizarre foe quickly, to prevent any unforeseen complications.

The Sword in the Stone emitted a brilliant radiance, the distinct glow of the Human Path. This light, shining upon the demon, instantly made it feel as though it was being burned by flames.

"What power is this?" the demon asked in surprise, having never before encountered such a force. It sensed its restraint and terrifying potential against itself and couldn't help but ask aloud.

However, Arthur still didn't answer his question. It wasn't that he was deliberately being aloof; rather, he himself didn't know what to call this power. Perhaps Mr. Lu would know.

The demon was infuriated by Arthur's reaction. Feeling scorned, the cunning and evil creature became unusually angry. Its red eyes emitted a dreadful light, and its entire body began to swell, issuing a terrible roar, "Damn it, how dare you ignore me. I'm going to kill you completely!"

At that moment, the demon seemed to have lost all reason as it hurled itself at Arthur, completely disregarding the Sword in the Stone about to collide with its body.

The treasured sword chopped at the demon's pitch-black body, but it instantly turned into a puff of smoke, quickly re-forming in mid-air. Nonetheless, the glow from the Sword in the Stone left a mark on the demon, impeding the healing of its body with a continuous, dazzling light preventing its recombination.

The demon, feeling the power of the Sword in the Stone, roared in pain like a wild beast, giving anyone who heard it an excruciating headache.

It stretched out its jet-black claws, wrapped in Black Flame, emanating a destructive aura that terrified those around it. They felt a fear rooted in their souls, the fear of death and annihilation.

The claws tore through the void and fervently reached for Arthur's face, the Black Flame scorching the air. Everyone present could clearly feel the heat and terror it contained.

Arthur too felt the ferocity of the Black Flame. He raised the Sword in the Stone to block the demon's claws, the intense heat still palpable at a distance.

This content is taken from freeweɓnovel.cѳm.

With a loud shout and his muscles bulging, Arthur's body surged with tremendous strength, repelling the demon. Shining brilliantly, he unleashed the full power of the Sword in the Stone, feeling as if infinite power surged within him, desperately seeking a release.

"Die!" Arthur bellowed, as he swung the Sword in the Stone forward, sending a terrifying Sword Qi slashing towards the demon not far away.

The light filled the entire room, framing Arthur like a Divine Spirit descending to the mortal realm. Onlookers gazed dumbstruck at the scene, feeling as if they were within a myth. Only gods from ancient epics performed such miracles, and they seemed to witness the rise of a great existence.

At that time, the demon, struck by Arthur's immense force, was off-balance and then saw the dreadful Sword Qi approaching. In desperation, it grabbed Joy, who was by its side, and thrust him forward.

The immense Sword Qi tore through Joy's body, killing him before he could even scream. Blood splattered across the room in a grim spectacle.

Thanks to Joy's body acting as a barrier, the Sword Qi's advance momentarily slowed, providing the demon a chance to catch its breath. It split its body in advance to dodge Arthur's lethal blow.

The bystanders were shocked by the demon's actions. No one had expected the demon to be so decisive and ruthless, to discard even its own Contractor so heartlessly. Didn't it fear the backlash of the contract?

Obviously, the demon wouldn't answer their questions. It casually reached for the remains of Joy lying in the pool of blood and gently grabbed his soul from the body.

At this moment, Joy seemed unaware of his own death. He angrily looked at the demon and shouted, "How dare you use me as a shield? Don't forget our contract. Your soul will be burned to ashes."

A mocking smile spread across the demon's face as it said, "You can't falsely accuse me. I didn't use you as a shield; I was merely trying to save you from danger. It's just your bad luck that you happened to run into the opponent's Sword Qi. That's not covered in the contract."

Joy was stunned. The contract that seemed so meticulous was now full of loopholes. Perhaps the demon had left room for exploitation when they made the deal. The thought sent chills down his spine, and he finally understood why they say one should never deal with demons, creatures devoid of integrity in their souls.

"Besides, you are already dead. According to the contract, your soul now belongs to me," the demon said coldly.

Joy jolted in horror, looking down and discovering his bisected body on the ground. He muttered in disbelief, "Am I dead?"

It was only then that he realized he had been bisected by the terrible Sword Qi and was now merely in a spiritual state. He also remembered the contract with the demon; after death, his soul belonged to the demon. A fearful expression crossed his face as he felt regret. His instincts told him that entrusting his soul to a demon was a terrifying thing.

"No!" Joy let out a miserable cry. As he bowed his head, a black mark appeared on his now-transparent soul, entwined with a strange and dreadful aura, no different from the demon's.