Kalon shook his head, spewing two streams of fire mixed with hot dragon blood from his nostrils.
Vivid crimson scales, tinged with gold, shimmered dazzlingly under the flickering flames.
Pale Dragons flames rising from beneath his scales and the mana currents encircling his body suppressed the complex, ever-changing, yet almost unified demonic will that lingered on his wounds.
The pale Dragons flames swirled around his wounds, burning away the abyssal death energy and cleansing the demonic will.
Under the pumping of his two hearts, abundant energy and Ancestral Dragon blood instantly healed the wounds on his chest and abdomen.
He slowly raised his wings, wreathed in pale Dragons flames, and with them, his power and aura steadily climbed.
Fire and magma surged from beneath the shattered earth, circling the Ancestral Red Dragon to form several thick, hundred-meter-long fire whirlwinds.
The various elemental energies thus produced were swiftly absorbed and devoured by Kalon, replenishing his expended power.
And so, the Ancestral Red Dragon's wild laughter once again resounded throughout the entire battlefield.
He loosely gripped his steel-like Dragons claws and laughed loudly, "Although my magical attainments far exceed my achievements in physical form, this powerful body, the pinnacle of bloodline power in the mortal realm, has now become my weakest point in my eyes."
"Even so, I have rarely encountered an opponent who can compare to me; even if they are also Dragonss, their physique is still too weak for me."
"Indeed, Red Dragons still prefer this—the thrill of fighting with their physique is what allows them to grow faster and find their shortcomings."
"What an arrogant mortal creature," the Great Demon Sakretes sneered, "I will show you true power, you ridiculous Red Dragon, thinking that achieving a little something gives you the right to stand in my way, to hinder my Legendary Destiny!"
The dark curtain of abyssal death energy shrouding his body was absorbed by the Great Demon, transforming into an endless stream of power that made the Legendary Demon's aura even more formidable.
"You don't even know who I am, nor have you experienced my true power."
Innumerable demonic souls were bound within the abyssal totems etched on his body, revealing faces like wailing specters.
It was as if they were struggling to break free from the Great Demon's body, making Sakretes sappear like a Demon King descending from the Abyss into the mortal realm.
"Although I have not yet fully claimed my Legendary Destiny, I can generously show it to you. For you to die under this Legendary Destiny is your supreme honor."
Kalon let out a furious roar, his Dragon Language rumbling like thunder. He bared his fangs and laughed, "Come on, come on! I love challenges like this! Let's see if you can kill me, or if I hunt you down! This is my duel with you; my subordinates will not interfere!"
And so, the battle resumed.
Kalon slammed his claws into the earth, lunging forward and spewing scorching Dragons Breath.
On the ground torn apart by the Demon and Dragons, massive pillars of magma and fire rose, like a doomsday scene in purgatory. Driven by the Ancestral Red Dragon's might and will, the fire pillars transformed into collapsing torrents, smashing towards the Great Demon.
The fiery hell unleashed by Kalon, which turned all things to ash, also stirred the flames and magma beneath the surface, drawing upon the fiery power that had been brewing for thousands of years.
One after another, warrior-like fire spirits were born within the Ancestral Red Dragon's mighty fiery hell, taking shape from the pale flames, wielding blades, spears, swords, halberds, hammers, and scythes forged from fire, surging forward.
There were also elemental fire spirit warlocks, formed from elemental fire spirits, who chanted spells within this boundless fiery hell, drawing upon power abundant enough to destroy a continent.
Memories of fire-attribute spells, contained within the Ancestral Red Dragon's bloodline, were stirred by these elemental fire spirits. All low-level spells that the Ancestral Red Dragon could comprehend and master were inherently possessed by the elemental fire spirits.
Perhaps the low-level spells chanted and released by one or two elemental fire spirits would not even harm the Great Demon's hide.
But within the fiery hell, there were countless fire spirits, so many that even the Ancestral Red Dragon himself couldn't count how many fire spirits had been awakened by his will in that instant.
As many fire spirits as there were, so many spells were cast. This instant flood of spells, like thousands of blazing torrents, rained down upon Great Demon Sakretes's form as the Ancestral Red Dragon and the fire pillars charged.
Under the Ancestral Red Dragon's immense body and unparalleled speed, the hundreds of meters between them were but a single step.
The acceleration in that instant was so fast that ordinary people could barely react.
But the Great Demon Sakretes spread his sharp claws, and the totem evil shadows etched on his body howled, unleashing an incredibly terrifying aura.
Thousands of evil eyes on his wings suddenly shot out streams of demonic evil light, converging under the Legendary Demon's claws.
The demonic domain, after its decline, could not withstand the Ancestral Red Dragon's substantial fiery hell and the Empire's strong authority. Thus, the dark curtain instantly retracted, as if absorbed by the Legendary Demon like a black hole, with all its power added to him.
Hundreds of thousands of demonic lord bloodline source powers condensed under the Great Demon's claws into a single entity, vaguely transforming into a force that would crush all things and return them to chaos, under the Great Demon Sakretes's will.
This immense power was born under the Great Demon's claws, and the unparalleled demonic evil light suddenly surged, striking towards the Ancestral Red Dragon's claws.
The will to crush all things and return them to chaos drove this vast power, instantly shattering the incoming giant whirlwinds. The scattered fire pillars turned into a sky full of fire rain, splashing onto the earth.
The demonic evil light swept away countless streams of fire spells, completely annihilating them into pure energy flows that filled the heavens and earth. The battlefield was everywhere with violent energy flows rolling and fluctuating.
Only the pale Dragons flames spewed from the Ancestral Red Dragon's mouth, the King's Flame, which was several grades higher than an adult Red Dragon's advanced Dragons Breath, could persist for a moment within the demonic evil light that carried the will to crush everything, before beginning to dissolve and disperse.
The long Dragons's Breath was rapidly being consumed by the demonic evil light, but the Great Demon's sharp claws had already collided with Kalon's Dragons claws.
The clang of steel resounded continuously. The Great Demon's pair of sharp claws struck Kalon's iron claws, sending them flying and piercing through the Dragons wing hooks that swept across.
The demonic claws penetrated Kalon's left shoulder, piercing through two layers of close-fitting domain and spell barriers, tearing through the Red Dragon's newly grown scales, tough skin, and strong muscles, ripping apart the Ancestral Red Dragon's shoulder blade.
The Ancestral Red Dragon's formidable defense was thus easily breached by the Great Demon.
Fortunately, Kalon's Dragons flames came with an unparalleled psionic impact, causing the Legendary Demon to pause for a moment.
This allowed him to timely disperse his body, transform into a stream of elemental energy, and flash through the void, reappearing hundreds of meters in the sky, thus avoiding this heavily damaging blow.
On the Legendary Demon's body, only five deep claw marks remained. Although they inflicted some damage on the Legendary Demon, they were not debilitating. Under the forging of the black evil flames around him, the claw marks instantly vanished and healed.
However, Kalon did not care. Only opponents stronger than himself could ignite the Ancestral Red Dragon's more fervent desires and allow the Ancestral Red Dragon to experience a more exhilarating release.
He moved his neck, and the fiery hell around him circled his body like a ring of fire. His ancient roaring Dragons's roar carried the power of commands and witchcraft.
The Ancestral Red Dragon, carrying boundless majesty, plunged down again. His winged shadow, like a crashing meteor, struck straight down, as if the sky were falling and mountains collapsing.
Legendary Demon Sakretes shattered the earth and the sea of fire, leaping up from the ground to directly withstand the Ancestral Red Dragon's impact.
The fierce clash caused the energy of the entire battlefield to surge even more violently. Essos, where the Ancestral Dragon and the Legendary Demon stood, had been completely destroyed by the power of the two mighty beings.
On the opposite side of the strait, people on the Valyria mountain wall saw, as far as the eye could reach, shattered ravines and fissures, collapsed mountains, and crumbling pillars.
The earth was being repeatedly ravaged by doomsday-like cataclysmic power. The barren lands of magic were also surging with turbulent energy and elements, forming death storms that ploughed back and forth across the land.
Magma and poisonous fire from deep underground bubbled up and rose everywhere in the deep ravines and fissures.
Not only was the surface environment of Essos completely destroyed, but the entire landmass of Essos was also being torn apart by the unrestrained might of the Dragon King and the Demon King.
The sun in the sky gradually set, and Essos was also gradually sinking.
The continent was in turmoil, and Long Summer Land was sinking.
Boundless seawater poured in, massive amounts of seawater from the sea washed over the sinking Long Summer Land, colliding with the magma and fierce fire deep within the earth, stirring up steam and mist that covered the heavens and earth.
The sound of seawater colliding with magma and fierce fire echoed throughout Essos. This place was destined to be completely destroyed.
No one could see the Ancestral Red Dragon and the Legendary Demon, who were hidden beneath layers of elemental turbulence, energy storms, and dense, sky-obscuring mist and steam.
Only strong collision fluctuations, agitating the boiling heavens and earth, announced to the outside world that these two powerful beings still existed in this world.
The Unsullied warriors looked up into the distance, put down their weapons, and prayed silently, praying that the mighty Dragons, the Emperor of the Empire, the Dragons God believed by mortals, would be able to defeat that powerful Great Demon and return.
The warriors of the slave corps were also praying, and then the common people, priests, and warriors of Valyria, one by one, clasped their hands together, wishing that with their insignificant strength, they could bring good fortune to the Dragon King who had descended upon the world.
They were shocked by such immense power and placed their hopes on the Emperor of the Golden Empire, with millions of people willingly bowing down to him.
Even the roaring Demon Dragons lay on the ground, bowing towards the direction the Ancestral Red Dragon had departed, their enormous wings folded together like human hands clasped in prayer.
Only the legion warriors of the Golden Empire stood on the mountain-like city walls, gazing into the distance.
The Red Dragon in their hearts was invincible.
"This is the meaning of our persistence!" Leggins looked at the bowing multitude and sighed softly to the sky.
No one could know how fierce the battle between the Ancestral Red Dragon and the Legendary Demon was; a creature might exert different levels of power at the same rank due to the strength or weakness of its will.
Different environments would also have some impact on power.
But whether it was the Legendary Demon or the Ancestral Red Dragon, they stood at the pinnacle of mortal beings and were not weak creatures; they possessed strong and firm wills.
Whether it was the boundless demons or the everywhere boiling sea of fire, it was the Legendary Demon's home ground, but it was even more the Ancestral Red Dragon's home ground.
Neither could completely resolve the other in an instant during their battle.
So, in the end, it came down to whose will was more enduring, and whose wisdom was more deserving of survival.
The battlefield of the Ancient Dragons and the Legendary Devil gradually shifted; this battlefield, inundated by the sea, was no longer suitable for their more exhilarating combat.
Thus, the Great Demon who had descended upon this world welcomed his shadow and nightmare.
No Great Demon could survive in the battlefield of the Ancient Dragons and the Legendary Demon ; even high-ranking Great Demons were like ants by the roadside in a battle of this magnitude.
Many Great Demons died on the battlefield, and many Great Demons died at the hands of Great Demon Sakretes, serving as a power supplement for Sakretes.
Many Great Demons died at Kalon's hands because the Ancestral Red Dragon had entered a state of enjoying the battle; he regarded all enemies before him as existences that must be destroyed.
This tide-like energy fluctuation rolled from one end of Essos, with countless Great Demons dying in the battles along the way; those Great Demons who howled about destroying the world were now covered by the shadow of destruction.
They fled desperately across the continent, exhausted.
Even the imperial legions guarding the Plane passage on the other side of the continent faced fewer and fewer impacts.
"Run, run, the world is going to be destroyed, the Red Dragon and the Lord are coming!"
Those fleeing Great Demons howled as they swiftly flew and ran past, trying to escape to another continent; they didn't even dare to waste time attacking the imperial legion's guards or attempting to open the passage to the Abyssal Plane.
The legion warriors of the Golden Empire and Dragons were initially a bit puzzled, but then the tide-like, thunderous energy fluctuations rolled in, followed by the figures of the Ancestral Red Dragon and the Legendary Demon.
The distant mountains were directly collapsed by the battle-crazed Ancestral Red Dragon, and the rivers on the ground were directly swept away and evaporated by the Legendary Demon; the earth beneath these two beings let out a terrifying wail.
Dragonss of various scale colors looked at the battlefield in the sky, unable to hide their inner shock.
These Dragonss were all outstanding among their kind, possessing the strength to challenge and defeat Young True Dragon s even in their adolescent years.
But they couldn't even entertain the thought of joining the battlefield of the Ancestral Red Dragon and the Legendary Devil.
"Is this the gap between us and Kalon?" Female Red Dragon Klenaya breathed Spark, her voice hoarse.
"This is a good thing," Camid shook his two heads and laughed, "The stronger Kalon is, the stronger the True Dragons will be!"
Boom!
In the sky, Kalon and the Legendary Demon's figures collided and then separated again.
Both of their bodies simultaneously cracked open, blood gushing like a tide.
Legendary Demon Sakretes's heart was nearly completely pierced by an extremely concentrated line of fire, and Kalon's chest was also struck through with a terrifying blood-hole, his beating heart visible to the naked eye.
The ferocity of this battle had exceeded Legendary Demon Sakretes's expectations.
Initially, Kalon found it somewhat difficult to resist the Legendary Demon's offensive; the Legendary Demon was not only stronger than the Ancestral Red Dragon in physical strength, but the Abyssal Law, condensed like a Legendary Destiny, also required Kalon to expend several times the power to resist.
Even with Kalon's bloodline talent, which allowed him to exert his full strength, this battle was particularly arduous, and this was thanks to the Ancestral Red Dragon having many means of survival.
But as the battle continued, Kalon gradually learned some techniques from Legendary Demon Sakretes's use of power and the embryonic form of condensed laws.
Kalon, who originally had various chaotic abilities that were not coordinated enough, gradually integrated and mastered his own abilities.
Now, every casual strike he made was a full-power attack, commanded by will, integrating all internal forces, erupting with destructive blows not only to the physical body but also accompanied by never-ending mental and spiritual shockwaves.
Countless spells, under his will, coordinated with his every strike to perfection; the domain of the earth, combined with gravity spells, made it impossible for the Legendary Demon to easily cope with the Ancestral Red Dragon's attacks.
After all, the gravity spell was not forcibly applied to the Legendary Demon's body, but rather affected the environment to interfere with the Legendary Demon.
This made Legendary Demon Sakretes's feel as if he was still in the mortal realm, facing the predicament of being covered by a Legendary consciousness.
Up and down, left and right, without up or down, without left or right, although he didn't suffer any substantial damage, it was so uncomfortable that the Great Demon vomited blood.
"You are very talented, Red Dragon, come, come to my Plane, I will let you control the entire Plane, far superior to that vulgar empire in the mortal world, you don't know my true face, what I can give you is far more than you can imagine."
Legendary Demon Sacreth coughed up foul-smelling blood, having lost his weapon; simply bearing so many root powers with his physical body, even with the strength of a Legendary Demon's body, after a series of battles, he could no longer persist.
If that hateful Red Dragon continued to fight, his body would collapse first.
"Can't you hold on anymore?" Kalon also coughed up scorching dragon blood; after several days of continuous fighting, although his spirit and will were more exhilarated than ever, his body was under a severe burden, and even the furnace of magic power was completely drained, with not a single trace remaining.
But the thunderous laughter of Kalon resounded again, and a resolute expression appeared in Kalon's dark golden slit pupils; his roaring cry was like ten thousand bolts of thunder, carrying an ancient power like a decree.
The last of the Ancestral Red Dragon's blood was completely squeezed out by Kalon, and the remaining power burst forth at this moment.
"Then let's decide the final victory and defeat, life and death, in this one strike, this is my final respect to you, my temporary teacher."
Boom!
From the cracking fissures in the earth, columns of fire finally shot up; nine columns of fire twisted and writhed in the Red Dragon's wild laughter, transforming into elemental bodies, and from elemental bodies into true bodies.
Amidst the arrogant laughter, eight Ancestral Red Dragons enveloped the heavens and earth, all four directions, up and down, and the eight directions of the universe, attacking together, their massive True Dragon claws simultaneously pressing down on the Great Demon.
Roar!
The Great Demon's eyes were about to burst, erupting with all his strength; dazzling evil flames bloomed completely at this moment, covering the daytime earth and shining brightly.
All around him, in his haste, he couldn't distinguish which was the real Ancestral Red Dragonand which was the Red Dragon's elemental illusion, so he could only erupt with all his strength and sweep the surrounding space.
Boom!
One after another, elemental flame bodies exploded around the Great Demon, exhausting the power around him.
Puff!
The eight flame illusion bodies dissipated; the Great Demon's old strength was gone, and new strength had not yet emerged.
At this moment, two Ancestral Red Dragons pressed down with their huge steel claws, directly piercing through the Great Demon's spine, grasping the Great Demon's spine, and their full power erupted with a roar.
Bang!
The Great Demon fell from mid-air, his body completely torn in half by the two Ancestral Red Dragons, embraced by the four claws of the simulacrum clones created by the Ancestral Red Dragon with fire elements; brilliant light shone, boom!
Blood rained down, space boiled!
The body of the Legendary Great Demon began to collapse into pieces under this strike.