Chapter 811: Nothing Big Happened All Our Lives

TL: FoodieMonster007

Now the three Demon Supremes had hope. Since the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon had arrived outside, they just had to hold out until he joined them.

On the other hand, they also bore a greater responsibility and duty. Even if they couldn't hold out and died, they had to inflict as much damage as possible on the Darkness Palace Lord. After all, if he escaped unscathed, the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon wouldn't be able to face him alone even if this space shattered.

The Drunken Demon sent telepathy to the Demonic Buddha. [If the moment comes when I grab him, don't worry about my life and attack.]

Though he confidently claimed he'd knock down all the remaining stars, he was prepared for death. Even with the Greedy Annihilation Art gone, the Darkness Palace Lord was still a strong opponent. More importantly, they all suffered from internal and external injuries and lacked inner qi. Defeating him was by no means an easy task.

As he thought of death, two people came to mind. Yeo Bin, who would be waiting for him at the Drunken Dream Palace, came first.

If I die, she'll just drink alcohol all the time.

He was more concerned about how much pain Yeo Bin would be in than about the fear or regret of his own death.

Next, he thought of Geom Mugeuk, who hadn't come out of the Secret Box and whose survival was uncertain.

There's… nothing to worry about on that front.

The Young Cult Leader would take care of comforting and looking after Yeo Bin.

Brother, I leave the rest to you.

Nothing gave a martial artist more strength than knowing there was someone to take responsibility for what they left behind.

The Drunken Demon looked at the Demonic Buddha. He never thought he'd end up saving him twice. If they survived, he'd gain a drinking buddy. [Buy me a drink later when we meet in hell.]

The Demonic Buddha stared at him and replied calmly, [I'll buy alcohol and visit the Drunken Dream Palace. Invite me to your home.]

He meant they should survive together and drink at our Cult.

Sensing that the two men were about to unleash their final move, the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme also prepared her last resort. She intended to use the Soul-Stealing Art on the Darkness Palace Lord one last time, but it hadn't worked even when she was uninjured. Entering the Darkness Palace Lord's body while suffering from severe internal injuries would undoubtedly cause qi deviation.

Still, it can't be helped.

If she could tie him down even for a fleeting moment, with luck, the Drunken Demon and the Demonic Buddha might be able to finish him somehow.

Sensing her impending death, she thought of Geom Mugeuk. Just like during the last crisis, her greatest regret remained unchanged.

I'm sorry I couldn't serve you until the end, Young Cult Leader.

At that moment, the Drunken Demon's telepathy flew in. [I have a favor to ask of you, Soul-Stealing.]

[Please speak.]

The Drunken Demon's request was something she'd never imagined. She was surprised upon hearing the content.

[You'll naturally know when that moment is, Soul-Stealing.]

After asking the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme for that one thing, the Drunken Demon took the lead. "Hey, old man! If you invited a drunkard, shouldn't you hold a banquet again?"

The Demonic Buddha and the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme walked out on either side of him. Today, the two Demon Supremes willingly became the Drunken Demon's wings.

They no longer paid attention to the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman. Since the Darkness Palace Lord was already confident of victory, the possibility of him taking her hostage was slim, and if they lost this fight, she would die with them anyway. Protecting her in this situation was meaningless.

The Darkness Palace Lord looked at the three Demon Supremes and said coldly, "Enjoy it, for this will be your final banquet."

He appeared confident on the outside, but like the dark energy wrapped around his body, he was also tense.

Since the Greedy Annihilation Art is gone, I must be cautious.

No matter how injured they were, a Demon Supreme was still a Demon Supreme. From now on, he shouldn't overuse the Pitch Black Demonic Art, which consumed a lot of inner qi, because if he ran out of energy and even one Demon Supreme remained, he would also die.

"Give me booze! And give me the Young Cult Leader!" the Drunken Demon shouted as he charged like a madman. Even though one of his arms was broken, he had absolutely no fear.

The Demonic Buddha and the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme rushed in from behind his left and right. Even though they hadn't planned a strategy together, they each knew what they had to do.

The pressure from the combined attack of the three Demon Supremes was immense, but the Darkness Palace Lord targeted the Drunken Demon first.

SHWAA! SWISH!

He thrust both palms toward him, sending two palm strikes at the Drunken Demon from different directions.

The Drunken Demon used his movement arts to dodge. The achievement in movement arts he'd gained during this excursion was shining in this final battle.

The Darkness Palace Lord flew back and thrust both palms again. Two streams of palm technique flew in with a time delay.

SHWAA! SWISH! RUMBLE!

It seemed the Drunken Demon would dodge well using his movement arts this time too, but the solid floor unexpectedly rippled and moved as if it were alive. Because of that, his movement arts were disrupted.

THWACK!

The second palm technique exploded against his body, sending him flying backward and crashing into the ground.

The Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme neutralized the palm technique flying toward the fallen Drunken Demon, drawing a pattern in front of him that swallowed the incoming enhanced qi. After that, her Soul Origin Transference Art sent the enhanced qi back to the Darkness Palace Lord.

Meanwhile, the Demonic Buddha blocked the path in front of the Drunken Demon. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." The Drunken Demon raised his body and stood up bravely. Fortunately, he'd been struck on the side opposite his broken arm. Even though he'd used defensive enhanced qi, it hurt as if his bones were broken. "Doesn't everyone fall over once while drinking?"

He rushed toward the Darkness Palace Lord again.

RUMBLE, RUMBLE!

When the floor rippled, one might expect him to fly into the air and charge, but he ran along the rippling floor, choosing to save even a tiny bit of inner qi. The rippling floor hindered his movement arts, but he clearly showed the difference between being caught off guard and going in knowingly, dodging attacks as if dancing on the rippling floor and sliding toward the Darkness Palace Lord in an instant.

The Darkness Palace Lord, who had been running away until now, fought him head-on this time. His old body moved incredibly nimbly as he tried to strike the Drunken Demon's neck and heart with his hands.

THWACK!

The Drunken Demon allowed the Darkness Palace Lord to land a palm strike, but didn't retreat. He fought with the determination to fight with headbutts and bites if both his arms were broken.

"You know why fights between drunkards are vicious? When we're drunk, we don't even know we're in pain."

Still, how could it not hurt? The Drunken Demon simply endured the pain and pushed him back.

Because the two were engaged in such rapid close-quarters combat, the Demonic Buddha and the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme couldn't intervene and only watched.

At the moment when the close-quarters combat reached its peak, the Darkness Palace Lord's dark energy, which had been quiet until then, grabbed the Drunken Demon. It was an energy that had been waiting for this very moment.

"Watch out!" the Demonic Buddha shouted, but the Darkness Palace Lord's strike was already smashing into the Drunken Demon's chest.

THWAAAAACK!

The Drunken Demon coughed up a burst of blood. He looked at the Demonic Buddha once with blank eyes, then dropped his head and collapsed.

The Darkness Palace Lord looked down at him coldly. "Your drinking party is over."

A deep sigh escaped the Demonic Buddha. No vitality could be felt from the Drunken Demon's body. He had died from that single move.

The Drunken Demon died so vainly?

A golden radiance filled with intense killing intent poured out from his eyes as he looked at the Darkness Palace Lord.

The Darkness Palace Lord walked forward with a much lighter heart. The Drunken Demon, who tried to stick close during the combined attack, had been tricky, but he believed he could sufficiently handle the remaining two.

He sensed victory in the Demonic Buddha's agitation, caused by the Drunken Demon's death. Even if the shorty fought calmly, he couldn't win, so if he was agitated, the outcome was obvious.

A golden radiance began gathering in the Demonic Buddha's hand. He intuitively knew he was about to use a major demonic art.

This was actually what he wanted. If his enemy used a major martial art, his remaining inner qi would be depleted in an instant.

"I know well that your Bloody Buddha isn't merciful, but it seems that ruthlessness applies to you as well."

Suddenly, someone wrapped one arm around the Darkness Palace Lord's neck from behind.

"Now!" the Drunken Demon, whom everyone had thought was dead, shouted.

In fact, he had asked the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme via telepathy before the fight started to make him appear dead to trick the Darkness Palace Lord into letting his guard down. Every hit he had taken was for the sake of this one opportunity.

Thus, the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme had poured all her inner qi into unleashing the final Soul-Stealing Art, the Soul-Stealing Turtle Breathing Art, and perfectly camouflaged his death by sharing the impact of the final strike by half. It was a perfect move that even fooled the Demonic Buddha.

WHOOOOOOOSH!

The Small Demonic Palm was unleashed from the Demonic Buddha's hand.

KWAKWAKWAKWAKWA!

A giant golden palm struck the Darkness Palace Lord and the Drunken Demon, pushing them back.

The Drunken Demon rolled on the ground. Coughing up blood, his body was in a completely tattered state.

A short distance away, the Darkness Palace Lord stood with a dismayed expression. Blood trickled down his arm and he'd suffered a large wound on his face, but he was still alive.

A regretful sigh escaped the Drunken Demon's mouth. He turned his head to look at the Demonic Buddha. "With a heart so weak, how can you call yourself a person who serves the Bloody Buddha?"

At the last moment, the Demonic Buddha had hesitated for a split second. That hesitation gave the Darkness Palace Lord time to escape, and because he escaped, the Drunken Demon, who was clinging to him, also survived.

The reason the Demonic Buddha hesitated was because of the Drunken Demon. He couldn't bear to kill the man who had saved him twice with his own hands. Even though that choice was the only way to save himself and the others, he had hesitated at that final moment.

"I couldn't let you die with a guy like that, even if it means my own death."

The Drunken Demon lay back and looked up at the night sky. Now, only real death remained. "This is all the Young Cult Leader's fault."

The Demonic Buddha wasn't originally such a soft-hearted person. Then again, by that logic, he wouldn't have saved the Demonic Buddha twice either.

The Demonic Buddha sat down and silently rolled his prayer beads. Since he had already expended all his remaining inner qi, he couldn't help the Drunken Demon.

The Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme was in the same state. She'd exhausted all her remaining inner qi while using the Soul Stealing Turtle Breathing Art.

The Darkness Palace Lord extended his palm to deliver a strike to the Drunken Demon. "Persistent bastard!"

The Drunken Demon was truly an opponent he never wanted to fight again.

"Old man, move that hand away. I can't see the sky."

"Stop."

Just as the Darkness Palace Lord laughed coldly and was about to blow his head off with a palm technique, the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman stepped forward. She walked over fearlessly and blocked the path in front of the Drunken Demon.

"If you kill this person, you won't hear the final prophecy from me."

Not only the Drunken Demon, but also the Demonic Buddha and the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme were surprised.

The Darkness Palace Lord's deep wrinkles twitched. "You think the prophecy is important to me at this point?"

The Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman nodded calmly as if she had read his mind. "I received a prophecy on this ship. Aren't you curious what it is?"

The Darkness Palace Lord's eyes trembled slightly. "So? What prophecy is it?"

"I'll tell you if you spare the Demon Supremes."

The Darkness Palace Lord extended the hand that had been aimed at the Drunken Demon toward her with an indifferent gaze.

"No!" Ga Ye shouted. She couldn't watch the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman, her savior, die like this.

However, the Darkness Palace Lord hadn't extended his hand to kill the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman. Instead, he moved her away from the others using telekinesis. "Even if I give up hearing the prophecy, I can't spare them."

Finally, Ga Ye understood. The Darkness Palace Lord intended to spare the Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman and kill her.

"The person who should die first is me. I'm the one who failed to properly convey the will of the heavens," she said, accepting death meekly.

The Darkness Palace Lord snorted. "There's no need to decide the order of death. I'll kill you all at once."

He raised his hand, and the stars floating in the sky began to descend.

It was different from before when the stars fell as enhanced qi. All the remaining stars descended slowly. The masses of pure white light were beautiful just to look at.

Those stars gathered around the three Demon Supremes and Ga Ye. In front of their faces, and in front of their hearts.

Everyone could feel it. These stars would soon explode around them and kill them all.

Thinking they were about to die, the Demon Supremes all closed their eyes.

The Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme whispered, "It was an honor to fight alongside you two."

It was a greeting of gratitude to the two Senior Demon Supremes who'd treated her as a fellow Demon Supreme until the very end.

THUK!

At the very moment the stars were about to explode, however, the sound of something being pierced echoed.

The gazes of the Demon Supremes, who'd closed their eyes, turned toward the source of the sound. A single sword protruded from the spot the Drunken Demon had almost completely torn earlier. It was a sword that had stabbed in from the outside, knowing that spot was weak.

Was it because the Greedy Annihilation Art had disappeared? Or was the sword owner's martial arts too profound?

RIIIIIIIP!

The protruding sword tore the dark energy downward, causing the dark qi to howl like a stuck pig.

SSSSSSS…

Surprisingly, the stars that had been floating in front of them, looking like they'd explode at any moment, lost their light and vanished.

Since there were no stars in the night sky, the Darkness Palace Lord couldn't shift the constellations to move locations. He hurriedly chanted a mantra, and the dark energy surrounding him rushed to fill the long tear below.

CRAAAASH!

However, a giant dao pierced through the spot where the sword had torn downward once.

Now, there was a giant dao crashing down from above, while a sword stabbed upward from below. Two weapons pierced the wall of darkness simultaneously.

SCREEEEE POP POP POP POP POP POP POP!

The space screamed a piercing shriek, followed by the sound of firecrackers exploding.

The night sky began to disappear. The Dark Heaven Stellar Soul Art unleashed by the Darkness Palace Lord was broken. The hellish night sky vanished, and everyone returned to the original space.

Seeing those standing there, the Drunken Demon tried to laugh loudly but clutched his chest at the surging pain. The Demonic Buddha also breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile appeared on the Soul-Stealing Demon Supreme's face.

The Thousand Flower Palace Chairwoman shouted with trembling eyes, "Smiling Demon!"

A pure white mask was looking at her and smiling. He, whom she missed so much, had come to save them!

Moreover, the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon wasn't the only one there. If that were the case, the three Demon Supremes wouldn't have been this relieved.

Two more people stood beside the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon, and their mere presence perfectly explained how the people outside were able to pierce the barrier and the dark smoke surrounding the ship.

"Nothing big happened all our lives, so why'd this mess happen right when we went on a trip?" the Flower Sword Supreme grumbled.

The Blood Heaven Blade Demon shrugged, placing his giant dao over his shoulder. "This is why I can't go anywhere."