Mystery Descends: My Exchanges Are Not Equal-Chapter 106 - 104, World-shaking Battle! Talents Resonate! (Two-in-One Mega - ! Subscribe please!)

Chapter 106: Chapter 104, World-shaking Battle! Talents Resonate! (Two-in-One Mega Chapter! Subscribe please!)

Wang Teng stepped one by one onto the Han Marble staircase.

He drank the Monkey Wine in his hand in one gulp.

His Essence Qi was restored to its peak.

The status bar showed various buffs.

Above the thousand-level staircase, the ancient and majestic giant palace loomed indistinctly.

"Ta~!" "Ta~!" "Ta~!"

He paused slightly in his steps and finally reached the end of the staircase, an ancient aura surged towards him.

In front of the Great Hall, columns stood tall and shimmering, dragon patterns entwined, emitting a mysterious aura.

At a glance, Wang Teng counted exactly seven!

On each column, the dragons soared into the Nine Heavens, their heads rising high and roaring, the size of a fist.

"This... should be for placing the Seven-Colored Glaze Beads~!"

Wang Teng walked to the nearest column.

He brushed away the dust on the dragon’s head, and the green dragon scale glowed brilliantly.

Without delay, Wang Teng took out the Green Glaze Bead and placed it into the dragon’s head.

"Ka~!"

A soft sound!

The Yellow Glaze Bead fell into the dragon’s head, fitting perfectly, seamless.

"Buzz~!"

The next second, the entire column trembled slightly, from the dragon’s head, the entire dragon body lit up with a faint cyan glow.

Just as I thought!

Wang Teng was delighted and quickly moved to the second column, the third...

"Buzz~!" "Buzz~!" "Buzz~!"

In this way, the dragon totems on each column were lit up.

Before long, all seven columns were completely illuminated.

The colors flowed, instantly bursting into dazzling spiritual light, causing the entire Great Hall to tremble.

Seven Divine Dragons spiraled out of the columns, dancing above the Great Hall.

Beams of brilliance wove into a Seven-Colored Glazed Cup.

Sorrounded the entire Great Hall.

"Roar~!" "Roar~!" "Roar~!"

At the same moment, from within the Great Hall came once again the earth-shattering roar of the Possession Demon.

The entire Imperial Palace trembled because of it.

"Booming~!"

A thunderous loud noise!

Wang Teng shattered the heavy doors of the hall with a punch.

A middle-aged man wearing a Nine-Clawed Dragon Robe, his eyes sharp, sat majestically on the dragon chair.

[Bounty Hint: Wang Teng has initiated the final battle!]

As this hint appeared, the whole world’s chat channel exploded instantly.

Everyone became tense.

They knew that Wang Teng was going to fight the Possession Demon to the death.

At the same moment, inside the Daqing Hall.

Wang Teng straightened up, withdrew his fist, raised his gaze, and stared at the high and mighty Possession Demon.

Who was now also the Emperor of Song Country!

The light of the Seven-Colored Glazed Cup shone directly through the Great Hall, illuminating the dragon chair.

Instantly, countless wisps of black energy dispersed from Emperor Song’s body.

"Roar~!"

Another angry roar.

Behind the dragon chair, shadows of countless arms appeared on the wall, sending chills down one’s spine.

They clustered around, enveloping Emperor Song, shielding him from the divine light.

Soldiers clad in battle armor.

Ministers holding scepters in court robes.

Imperial concubines in enchanting attire.

Mighty warriors in mysterious garments.

Each one, flinging themselves forward.

Under the radiance of the Seven-Colored Glazed Cup, all shadows melted away like pure jade in spring.

But more soullike apparitions, filled with reluctance and fear, advanced forward.

Emperor Song stared maliciously at Wang Teng.

This vile human, who stopped him from absorbing the world’s origin, even costing him so many souls!

"Booming~!"

The light of the Seven-Colored Glazed Cup cast on the dragon chair emitted a violent tremor.

"Roar~!"

Beneath the dragon chair, a shadow struggled unwillingly.

"Bang~!"

Emperor Song’s broad hand forcibly tore this soul out.

"Emperor Song! I can stop resisting, let you absorb, spare my father’s soul, let my brothers go!"

The shimmering shadow clutched in Emperor Song’s hand faintly revealed his appearance.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and wide mouth, a square face.

It was Qiao Feng!

"Brother Qiao?!"

Wang Teng was suddenly shocked.

No wonder the previous roar felt so familiar.

Now everyone was blocked in front of him, their souls perished.

At this moment, Wang Teng was furious beyond measure.

The murderous intent in his fists filled the entire Great Hall.

Emperor Song shook his head, dismissing the murderous intent in the hall, a mocking expression appeared in his eyes, speaking to himself.

"I used your father’s information to lure you into the palace, even now you’re still naive, to tell the truth, everything was my setup, Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, even the Sweeping Monk, had long been devoured by me, they were merely my puppets!"

"Once I’ve absorbed the origin from your body, the whole world will be mine! Your strength isn’t bad, but your brains aren’t working!"

Qiao Feng’s lips trembled, his gritted teeth were almost shattered.

This Emperor Song, had fallen into the demonic path.

Was no longer human!

"If that’s the case, even if I, Qiao, die and my soul is extinguished, I won’t let you have your way!"

With that, black cracks appeared on Qiao Feng’s soul body, countless rays of light shot out...

"You dare...!"

Emperor Song’s fingers began to exert force.

"Boom~!"

The next moment, Emperor Song felt an intense pain in his chest, an old blood spurted from his throat.

This world actually had someone capable of hurting him?!

Before Qiao Feng’s eyes, a fiery red stream charged past, crashing Emperor Song mid-air!

The dazzling light orb.

The scorching high temperature.

A humanoid flame!

In mid-air, Emperor Song’s chest shook, a splash of blood like waves scattered in the air.

Wang Teng in the form of flames, like a cunning beast, charged forward with Emperor Song’s body at the forefront.

"Bang~!"

The entire dragon chair trembled, the ground cracked.

Wang Teng forcibly pressed Emperor Song onto the dragon chair.

Standing high above.

Exchanging glances with Emperor Song seated on the dragon chair.

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