The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 553 Crimson Eclipse Saber.

Jianming stepped forward just a little, intending to shield the marquis, yet he pulled back right away.

But the moment had already passed.

His gaze had turned hollow, leaving his form as nothing more than a withered husk. "Ah..." Jianming drew in a deep breath before his mouth twisted into a savage bellow. "COME TO ME, PIGS! MEET YOUR DEATH!"

Right away, the demons charged at him, surging like a frenzied horde brimming with otherworldly might, weapons such as swords, axes, and blood spears materializing in their grasps.

The heart of the capital was instantly turned to rubble from the clash between them and Jianming.

The sole survivor amid the chaos was the five-colored pavilion, shielded by mighty defensive arrays.

Jin Hao pulled back in a rush, diving behind the safety of the arrays, narrowly escaping being torn apart.

After many years, Jianming, left with just one usable arm, chose now to unleash his domain.

He clutched the sword tightly with every bit of power in his left hand, hurling the demons aside, then dropped to the ground, driving the blade deep into the soil.

At once, a thunderous blast rang out, the dark clouds over the capital splitting open suddenly, as crimson rays bathed the glowing imperial city.

High above all, piercing the rift in the black clouds, a red moon—or rather, its vivid projection—hung there, eclipsing the sun.

Though its glow was terrifying, it washed over the battling experts like a

welcoming shield, making them lift their faces to the distance.

The Crimson Eclipse Saber's general appeared to be unleashing his true fury at last!

"Father!" A woman emerged from the gold king's palace, gazing as Jianming soared back into the heavens.

Jianming glanced upward, sensing demons closing in tighter, their count swiftly exceeding thirty.

Then he faced his daughter, offering a sorrowful grin.

"Tell Meilin I'm sorry... I won't get to hold my great-grandchildren."

"Father, no! Return inside, we'll escape by teleportation!" Tears filled the white heron's eyes, yet Jianming ignored her plea.

Flee and leave the surviving citizens of the imperial capital to doom?

Never.

On that point, the marquis had spoken true. If you joined the imperial army once, you stayed part of it forever.

Jianming would guard the empire to his final breath, whatever the price.

A heavy sigh slipped from his lips, and then the encircling demons lunged forward once more.

The elder felt no fear. Far from it.

His eyes gleamed as his figure vanished.

Those demons were mighty and undying, indeed. Yet ultimately, they behaved like mindless, slaughter-hungry beasts.

"Rejoice that you witness this before your end, vile beasts!

With his shout, Jianming's saber gleamed, the steel singing as it sliced

through the surrounding air at an impeccable angle, so precise and keen it felt like it could sever molecules and the essence of reality itself.

And that's precisely what Jianming's saber achieved.

The demons around him scarcely closed to five meters when they halted.

His sword's motion was deliberate and simple to evade, yet not a single one evaded it.

"Broken Reality Slash..." Jianming's voice resounded, and suddenly the space nearby warped, as though divided in half, a fissure emerging in every onlooker's sight.

The top portion of the world seemed to shift across the bottom one, the split enduring just an instant before the fundamental laws restored

order.

All but for the demons encircling Jianming.

Their forms burst into a crimson fog, fragmented into bits, the biggest scraps no larger than sand grains.

Even for beings like them, such wounds could not heal.

Jianming grinned, his strength ebbing as he faced his daughter.

That strike had drained vast amounts of Qi, but the cost was justified.

"FATHER!" The white heron cried out, restrained by her husband, who stopped her from rushing to her fading father.

Tears brimmed in her eyes while she saw a blood blade rip across the sky, striking Jianming's rear.

He attempted to evade, naturally, but it proved futile, overwhelmed by potent Qi from the astral body realm.

This was the sole demon at that realm's pinnacle, now bolstered by devouring the essence of numerous ancient emperor realm masters.

Jianming spun around, the blade impaling his chest, shattering his heart before hurtling toward the five-colored pavilion's defensive arrays, exploding against the barrier.

"You won't take me down without resistance!" Jianming bellowed, swinging at the demon, though he fell far short of connecting.

Another blood blade whistled through the air, followed by an agonized scream

ringing out.

Jianming's left hand tumbled to the earth, his saber clattering beside it.

He struggled to turn his head, to meet his daughter's gaze one final time, but the end had come.

His own form came into view, blood spraying everywhere as his head arced skyward.

"NO!" His daughter's wail of anguish and hopelessness was the final sound to reach him before oblivion.

Silence gripped the experts near the five-colored

pavilion, all staring in stunned horror as the demon devoured Jianming's corpse, claiming his strength.

The Crimson Eclipse Saber's general, among the most cherished and revered masters in the Enlightened Sky Empire, a cornerstone upholding the realm.

He had fallen. Surely this was falsehood? Their vision played tricks.

It must be some cruel prank. They'd awaken from this awful

dream soon! Right?

"Why hesitate? ACT NOW!" The white heron gripped her husband's robes, her shock mirrored in him.

Jin Hao stood frozen, his bloodied hold on his axe's hilt weakening fast.

Qingyi's words echoed in his mind once more, stirring a sensation he believed lost forever.

Regret.

Jin Hao sensed the dread of his wives and children within the palace, and with a resigned breath, he steeled himself.

The demon had slain Jianming and now fixed its gaze on

him.

The monster eyed the protective barrier shortly before grinning, forming a blood spear pulsing with dread power.