BANG!
BANG!
His body sank lower and lower. Ye Wushuang’s expression was cold, his blood-red eyes fixed on the four figures in the sky. ’Damn my lack of strength!’ he cursed inwardly.
For the first ti, he truly understood just how important it was to have unparalleled strength.
Even though his current Combat Power was terrifying—enough to fight opponents at the Fourth or Fifth Layer of the True Essence Realm and far surpassing ordinary people—his strength was ultimately still too weak. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so easily suppressed by four cultivators at the Spiritual Spring Realm.
In the sky, the four Spiritual Spring masters watched Ye Wushuang, whose sharp aura had not diminished in the slightest. They narrowed their eyes, marveling inwardly. ’A will of iron, one that would rather break than bend. What a powerful disposition! If all the geniuses of our Demon Abyss possessed such a will, we would one day sweep across the entire Grand Emperor Domain.’
Around Ye Wushuang, a crowd of Demon Abyss disciples watched intently, their faces plastered with cold, gloating smiles.
However, only they knew that these smiles were rely a mask for their inner panic and sha—a way to vent the terror Ye Wushuang had instilled in them.
This ordinary-looking youth, despite his low cultivation level, had single-handedly thrown the normally quiet Demon Abyss into complete chaos, sending it into a frenzy.
His formidable Combat Power had branded deep-seated fear into their hearts.
So even as they laughed, their gazes fixed on Ye Wushuang were filled with quivering terror.
At that mont, Ye Wushuang’s body was still sinking. His skin was covered in Golden Dragon Scales that ford a suit of Golden Armor. Under the pressure of the Spirit Dao, the Golden Dragon Scales were actually solidifying at a slow but steady rate.
Under these strange circumstances, his Chaos Heaven-Devouring Dragon Body was advancing from the Pseudo-Treasure Body stage toward the full Treasure Body. This should have been a joyous occasion.
But Ye Wushuang could only manage a bitter smile. In this desperate situation, any breakthrough was utterly aningless.
He clenched his jaw and endured in silence, unaware that tucked inside his robes, the Blood-Colored Jade Statue was now soaked in his blood and continuously devouring it. A blood-red light flickered on and off, giving it an exceptionally eerie appearance.
"Fellow Elders, this boy’s talent is monstrous. It would be a pity to kill him. How about we suppress him, take him back to the Demon Abyss, and ask the other Elders of the Sect to help us refine him into a Demon Puppet? He could serve our Demon Abyss," one of the old n suggested.
"Is that really worth the effort?" another asked.
"It is!" the first Elder declared. "His constitution is special. He has withstood the pressure of our Spirit Dao and still hasn’t died, which proves he’s extraordinary. If we refine him into a Demon Puppet and enhance him, he will absolutely beco a Great Killing Artifact."
After a mont of contemplation, the other three Elders said, "We agree!"
"Then let’s begin!" The first Elder nodded, his gaze burning as he stared down at Ye Wushuang. With a wave of his hand, he sent a brownish-red stream of light shooting downward.
The stream of light spiraled down from the sky like a rope, coiling around Ye Wushuang and tightening with crushing force.
BUZZ!
The Blood-Colored Jade Statue tucked in Ye Wushuang’s robes began to tremble. A brilliant, blood-red light pulsed outward, piercing through his clothes.
At the sa ti, a demonic, resonant voice suddenly bood in Ye Wushuang’s ears: "Those who would bind my body, disturb my heart, or take my life—be they from Heaven, Earth, or the Divine Demons—shall be annihilated, trampled, and slaughtered!"
Bind my body, and be annihilated!
Disturb my heart, and be trampled!
Take my life, and be slaughtered!
Ye Wushuang murmured the words to himself. His voice was not loud, but it was resonant and powerful, filled with an invincible conviction.
As his words reached the ears of the crowd, they all frowned and stared at him.
"Hm?"
In the sky, the Elders also noticed that the aura around Ye Wushuang had changed, and they let out cries of surprise.
The Elder who had attacked frowned. "Just take him," he said coldly. "I doubt he can cause much trouble!"
But the mont the words left his mouth, a beam of blood-red light erupted from Ye Wushuang’s chest like a sharp sword. It was so fierce and piercing that it shattered the rings of light binding him.
A technique from a Spiritual Spring Realm expert seed so insignificant in the face of this bloody light!
"How can this be...?"
The Spiritual Spring Elder who was about to capture Ye Wushuang was aghast to see his technique shattered. That was his powerful "Lock Demon" ability! If a Cultivator was caught by it, even another expert at the Spiritual Spring Realm would struggle to break free!
Ye Wushuang sensed it as well. He looked down at the strange phenonon occurring inside his robes and imdiately pulled out the Blood-Colored Jade Statue—the Demon God Statue.
At that mont, blood-red light shot out from the Demon God Statue in every direction. Above the head of the figurine, a ball of light the size of a fingertip gradually ford, releasing an apocalyptic aura that rippled outward.
It spread for one mile, then ten, then a hundred...
It stretched on endlessly, terrifying the distant Demon Beasts and Desolate Beasts, sending them fleeing in a panic.
The mbers of the Demon Abyss surrounding Ye Wushuang and hovering in the sky above him felt their hearts tremble violently. They were terrified to their very souls. The aura that had appeared so abruptly filled them with a sense of endless death and annihilation.
Even the faces of the four Spiritual Spring Elders changed drastically!
BOOM!
The Demon God Statue flew from Ye Wushuang’s palm, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that hovered in midair. A phantom image of a Demon God flickered in and out of view as it began to madly devour the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, draining the very Power of Heaven and Earth from the surroundings.
Instantly, the blood-red sphere of light above it expanded wildly, growing ten tis, then a hundred tis its original size as it continued to spread outward!
Wherever it passed, the void itself collapsed like a shattered wall. The earth buckled and sank, cracking under the pressure. An aura of pure destruction filled the world.
Ye Wushuang’s body swayed unsteadily; even his Pseudo-Treasure Body Level physique began to crack under the strain!
’What is this thing?’
Everyone watched in terror.
PUFF!
Suddenly, the body of a Demon Abyss disciple at the True Essence Fourth Layer standing near Ye Wushuang exploded into a mist of blood!
This scene stunned everyone present.
"That’s a Demon, a true Demon! Run! Run now!" one of the Spiritual Spring Realm Elders shouted, his eyes fixed on the Demon God phantom. As if he had rembered sothing horrifying, he scread in terror and was the first to flee into the distance.
The other three Spiritual Spring Elders also sensed the overwhelming killing intent hidden within the sphere of light. Their faces filled with terror, they fled for their lives, completely forgetting about Ye Wushuang.
Even though the Demon Abyss disciples didn’t understand the situation, they saw their most powerful Elders shalessly fleeing for their lives. How could they possibly dare to remain? They turned tail and ran for it.
"If I’m going to die, you’re not getting away! You’re all coming with !" Ye Wushuang shouted, enduring his cracking body as he lunged for the Demon God Statue. Grabbing it, he charged toward the fleeing crowd.
The blood-red sphere of light expanded to an infinite size, enveloping everyone.
"Get away from us! Ye Wushuang, you bastard, get away!"
The four Elders roared madly, their expressions ferocious. They launched one terrifying attack after another at him from a great distance.
"Didn’t you want to capture ? Didn’t you want to kill ? I’ve delivered myself to your doorstep, so why run now? Hahaha!" Ye Wushuang laughed wildly, his hair flying about as he looked like a mad demon.
These people had pushed him to the brink of death. There was no way he would let them escape now.
"Ye Wushuang, you lunatic! If you’re going to die, why are you dragging us down with you?! Bastard! You bastard!" everyone shrieked like madn as they saw Ye Wushuang catching up.
And as their shrieks faded, the sphere of light suddenly burst.
Instantly, the earth trembled for tens of thousands of miles around, and even the Firmant itself seed to shudder.
With Ye Wushuang at the epicenter, both the void and the land ruptured, the destruction spreading outward like a storm.
The people fleeing in the distance, whether they were in the True Essence Realm or the Spiritual Spring Realm, were all annihilated into a bloody mist. They vanished without even a chance to scream.
RUMBLE!
An earth-shattering roar echoed as a massive, deep crater appeared in the aftermath. It looked as if a teor had struck, stretching for hundreds of miles with no end in sight. All life within it had been turned to dust.
The shocking disturbance attracted the attention of many powerful experts. Terrifying streams of Divine Sense pierced through the void to gaze upon the scene. When they witnessed the apocalyptic destruction, they all felt a tremor in their hearts.
anwhile, far on the other side of the Demon Abyss, Ye Rou, who had just departed, ca to a sudden halt, a wave of unease washing over her heart.
"Sister Ye Rou, what’s wrong?" Yang Qing’er stopped and asked as well.
"It’s nothing. I just feel anxious, as if sothing terrible has happened," Ye Rou murmured, her beautiful eyes gazing into the distance.
Seeing her expression, Yang Qing’er offered comfort, "Sister Ye Rou, don’t worry about Brother Ye. He’s incredibly lucky and always pulls through. He’ll be fine. We have to have faith in him."
"He’ll be fine," Ye Rou murmured again. "I’ll wait for him."
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