The Human Emperor Chapter 1904 - The Death of the Ifrit!

Chapter 1904: The Death of the Ifrit!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Crack! Clack! More and more soft cracking sounds came from the Ifrit, and the sound made Abu Muslim and Adnan pale in shock.

Deep inside the Black Flame Ifrit, where no one could see, the powerful and bizarrely shaped Moon G.o.d Tree was covered in countless cracks.

“Impossible!

“Utterly impossible!

“How did you manage to do this!?”

Sensing the transformation in his body, Khatabah gnashed his teeth in shock and rage.

The Moon G.o.d Tree was said to have been possessed by the Moon G.o.d. It was a ritual tool with an ancient history and was almost indestructible. Khatabah had never imagined that w.a.n.g Chong would succeed in breaking it.

He had been so focused on w.a.n.g Chong earlier that he had never once imagined that w.a.n.g Chong’s target would be the Moon G.o.d Tree.

“Impossible! No one can defeat the World-Destroying Ifrit!

“You lowly infidel, I will kill you!”

Khatabah’s furious voice resounded through the world. Under his control, the flames around the Black Flame Ifrit fiercely shuddered as if attempting to break free of some powerful binding and deal w.a.n.g Chong a lethal bow, but w.a.n.g Chong simply stood there and laughed.

Khatabah could not tell the situation from where he was, but w.a.n.g Chong could see everything clearly with his True World ability.

The Ifrit Core could not bear the power of two people. This was why Khatabah had used the Moon G.o.d’s Forbidden Ring and the Moon G.o.d Tree.

But now, both of these ritual tools were covered in cracks. While powerful and almost indestructible, not even these two ritual tools had been able to stand up against the power of all the lightning in the world.

That sheer destructive energy pouring into these two ritual tools had been too much to bear.

Without these two ritual tools, the Black Flame Ifrit had lost the basis for its existence.

Bang!

As Khatabah was doing all he could to attack w.a.n.g Chong, a ma.s.sive explosion came from inside the Black Flame Ifrit. The Moon G.o.d Tree and Moon G.o.d’s Forbidden Ring exploded into tiny metal fragments.

Without the two ritual tools, the Black Flame Ifrit’s terrifying flames exploded outward like an erupting volcano.

It was impossible to describe the sheer power of the explosion, and everyone was forced to back away from this terrifying energy. Even w.a.n.g Chong had to use the Greater Void Step to escape.

The entirety of the region shuddered, and even the sandstorm was blasted aside.

“Noooo!”

A cry of unwillingness and anger could be heard as a small figure was thrown out of the black flames. The black flames also began to rapidly fade, turning from frightening black to their original red. Their temperature also plunged back from two hundred thousand degrees to one hundred thousand degrees.

“No! How could it be like this?!”

The Ifrit’s panicked cry resounded through the world. A moment ago, it had been intoxicated in the midst of boundless power, but a moment later, the fusion had been ended. It had never expected this.

As an ancient creature who had destroyed an entire civilization, the Ifrit feared almost nothing, but that eastern youth was the last person it wanted to deal with, particularly when that youth was already gripping that sword.

“Khatabah, save me!” the Ifrit frantically pleaded. It once more sensed that familiar and frightening Psychic Energy.

On the other side, Khatabah grimaced and immediately sent a blast of Stellar Energy downward that sent him flying back toward the Ifrit so that they could fuse.

But it was all too late. w.a.n.g Chong had been waiting precisely for this moment, and he would not permit Khatabah and the Ifrit to fuse again.

“Li Junxian! Give me the Crown of Confucius!”

w.a.n.g Chong’s eyes turned sharp as he gripped the Xuanyuan Sword.

In the last battle of the militarist-Confucian conflict, w.a.n.g Chong had seized the Crown of Confucius from Li Junxian and obtained its approval, allowing him to activate its power. But in the end, w.a.n.g Chong was not a member of the Confucian Sect, so he could not use the power of the crown for very long.

Forcefully using it would only consume w.a.n.g Chong’s own energy!

Thus, from the start of the battle, Crown of Confucius had remained with Li Junxian. But now was different. This was a rare chance to kill the Ifrit.

And to do this, he needed the power of the Crown of Confucius!

Buzz!

w.a.n.g Chong had barely spoken when a simple crown thrumming with Psychic Energy flew through the air. Around the crown were the images of sages and countless holy words. It was none other than the Crown of Confucius!

After flying several dozen feet, the crown seemed to sense something and flew straight to w.a.n.g Chong, placing itself atop his head.

Bang!

As the crown landed on w.a.n.g Chong’s head, his Psychic Energy swelled, multiplying by several times and becoming even more terrifying.

For several hundred feet around him, s.p.a.ce twisted, and the image of the ‘Supreme Sage’ grew even more solid and distinct, his Confucian robe tinged with gold and becoming sacred and hallowed, a manifestation of the heavenly Dao.

A moment later, w.a.n.g Chong fiercely raised his head and locked his eyes on the ma.s.sive Ifrit!

Clang!

His sword rang out as he gathered together the power of the crown, sword, Nightmare Beast, and the energy he had absorbed from the High Priest. w.a.n.g Chong’s Psychic Energy domain transcended to an unprecedented level.

“Die!”

w.a.n.g Chong moved with incredible speed, pouring all of this energy into the sword as he slashed.

As the attack was unleashed, the entire universe seemed to tremble. A pitch-black sword several times larger than the previous ones emerged, slicing through the air in less than a second and piercing into the Ifrit!

All things in the world froze, as if time had stopped!

Khatabah’s eyes flew open, his face devoid of blood.

Awooo!

The Ifrit’s body trembled as it let out a heaven-shaking howl of pain. Its terrifying body managed to last for only half a second before, boom! It was sliced in two by an invisible energy.

Even those two halves did not manage to last for long. After being sliced apart, they suddenly exploded into two b.a.l.l.s of flame.

“No! This should not be how it ends!”

The Ifrit’s helpless cry could be heard all across the battlefield, and then it exploded into a shower of sparks.

Crack! The Ifrit Core in Khatabah’s hand suddenly shattered into countless pieces.

As the Ifrit exploded, Khatabah felt his heart twitch, his mind going completely blank!

Dead!

The Ifrit was dead!

The Ifrit that he had taken such great pains to master down in the well of Hamuhad, that had once destroyed an entire civilization, had died in the east, right before his eyes, and at the hands of the enemy!

Khatabah’s heart bled!

Shock!

Surprise!

When had the eastern world become so powerful?

No! It was not the east, only that young eastern commander!

As a series of thoughts pa.s.sed through his mind, Khatabah came to his senses and stared at w.a.n.g Chong.

“No matter what, I will have you die!”

Khatabah’s eyes burned with hatred.

The Battle of Talas had been lost because of this young eastern commander, and the strongest weapon he had brought for his conquest of the east had also been lost at the hands of this youth. If this man did not die, Arabia would never be able to rest easy.

This was Arabia’s greatest threat!

Upon thinking this, Khatabah understood. The Ifrit could die, and he could fail, but this man had to die!

Buzz!

The Stellar Energy in Khatabah’s body rumbled as he immediately shot toward w.a.n.g Chong. But he had underestimated w.a.n.g Chong.

“Move!”

As Khatabah attacked, w.a.n.g Chong’s eyes coldly locked onto Khatabah and he gave the order to strike.

w.a.n.g Chong had not called down the lightning to destroy the moon G.o.d’s two ritual tools merely to separate Khatabah and the Ifrit. This unnatural separation should have dealt a severe backlash to Khatabah.

Through his True World ability, w.a.n.g Chong could already see that Khatabah was rapidly weakening. Perhaps not even Khatabah had noticed wrinkles beginning to creep out from the corners of his eyes.

This was the best chance to deal with Khatabah.

“Move out!”

A split-second later, w.a.n.g Zhongsi, Li Junxian, King Song, Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting, the Bone Devil Ancestor, the Myriad Ghost Ancestor, Gao Xianzhi, An Sishun, and all the other Tang commanders acted in concert to charge at Khatabah from all directions.

Almost every top-cla.s.s expert on the Tang side was partic.i.p.ating in this encirclement.

“Stop them!”

Abu Muslim and Adnan paled at this sight. With no time to think, they charged forward with the other Arab commanders to try and a.s.sist Khatabah. But the pair had barely managed to move a few dozen feet before a ma.s.sive wave of Psychic Energy slammed into their minds.