Chapter 490: All of You Die and Bury Yourselves with An Wu
Demon Suppression Sea, Fourth Layer.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several figures shot out of the passage like lightning.
It was An Mie, Lang Ben, and Yuan Tai.
An Mie moved with terrifying speed. Even injured, he easily widened the gap between himself and the two monster kings.
Lang Ben and Yuan Tai, having nearly depleted their remaining blood essence, used blood-burning martial techniques, but still failed to catch up.
They could only watch in frustration as An Mie casually smashed through every outpost in his path.
Boom!
Another massive tentacle ca crashing down.
Like the apocalyptic judgnt of so ancient demon god.
Amid the earth-shaking roar, yet another outpost—built upon the blood, sacrifice, and effort of countless Demon Suppression Guards—was reduced to rubble.
Many of the guards stationed there didn't even have ti to react before being flattened into bloody paste.
"Damn it!"
Lang Ben and Yuan Tai's eyes burned with fury.
The two outposts just destroyed had been established by the Howling Moon Fortress and Gold Mountain Fortress.
Many of the monster race guards stationed there were their own descendants.
While the monster race lacked the human race's sense of moral duty and familial bonds,
Watching their own kin get crushed into pulp by a Great Demon—
That kind of rage, that kind of hatred, was enough to make one roar at the heavens!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two more figures shot through the passage and arrived on the fourth layer—Zhang Longxiang and Tang Jinglong.
Both of them were among the top-ranked Demon Suppression Generals.
They had recovered so spiritual energy earlier and could now move at full speed.
"Xuanwu 41st Outpost has already been wiped out..."
Zhang Longxiang passed over a field of ruins, and his heart bled.
He didn't know which outpost Shen Mo had been stationed at.
If it had been Xuanwu 41st, then by now, Shen Mo had likely already been turned into a ss of broken bones, shredded flesh, and shattered rubble—just like the others.
But even so, he did not stop.
An Mie was still rampaging, still obliterating outposts.
Every second wasted might an another post wiped off the map—more guards dead.
As a Demon Suppression General, Zhang Longxiang had given his entire life to the fortresses—to the war against the demons.
Even though Shen Mo was the successor he had high hopes for, even though he was deeply fond of this outrageously young junior—
He could not stop.
Because he was Zhang Longxiang. Because he was a Demon Suppression General.
"You two rest for now—we'll take over the interception."
Zhang Longxiang and Tang Jinglong passed by Lang Ben and Yuan Tai with a sentence.
Only then did the two monster kings pause to catch their breath.
"Stop right there!"
Tang Jinglong fixed his gaze on An Mie's distant figure. Rage flashed across his aged face.
Suddenly, he slapped his chest and spat out a mouthful of essence blood.
His face instantly grew more haggard.
New wrinkles etched across his forehead, and white hair spread farther across his temples.
With that blood, he forcibly summoned the Azure Lotus Dharma Manifestation again—despite having already used it over ten tis.
Dozens of thick, powerful vines burst forth.
They did not rely stretch thousands of feet—they pierced through space itself!
One instant, they were in front of Tang Jinglong.
The next—they suddenly erged behind An Mie.
An Mie was indeed the most skilled in combat among all the Great Demons.
Though he hadn't even seen the Dharma Manifestation technique with his eyes, his battle instincts kicked in.
He twisted his tentacles by sheer reflex, dodging the bulk of the vines.
Even so, one of his tentacles was caught—entangled by several thick vines.
His speed plumted in that instant.
anwhile, Zhang Longxiang and Tang Jinglong's speed continued to rise.
Though An Mie quickly tore apart the vines, the distance between them had already closed to a thousand zhang.
That was more than enough for most martial techniques to reach!
"A perfect chance!"
Zhang Longxiang growled, and the Dragon-Elephant Dharma Manifestation materialized out of thin air.
With a violent stomp, the dragon-elephant launched forward with explosive force.
In the blink of an eye, it crossed a thousand zhang and smashed into An Mie's back!
An Mie's body was sent flying and crashed through a small mountain.
But before Zhang Longxiang and Tang Jinglong could pursue, several massive tentacles slamd into the ground—
In a flash, they exploded into plus of blood mist.
Boom! With a thunderous sound, An Mie's body shot forth like an arrow released at maximum speed.
Tang Jinglong shouted, "He blew up three of his own tentacles—just to accelerate!"
For a Great Demon, every drop of blood, every muscle, every bone was incredibly precious.
Unless one possessed a special authority power that allowed rapid regeneration, self-destructing a limb was unthinkable.
Clearly, An Mie was truly enraged now.
Even if it cost him strength, even if it left him weakened for centuries to co—he would accelerate and shake off Zhang Longxiang and Tang Jinglong.
And under their very eyes—obliterate every outpost in the fourth layer!
Zhang Longxiang took a deep breath and said calmly, "Keep chasing. We cannot stop!"
Man and demon raced wildly.
Their figures neared the Vermilion Bird 41st Outpost.
With their level of perception, they quickly sensed the place was full of life—spiritual energy and blood qi flourishing.
Clearly, a great number of Demon Suppression Guards were gathered there.
An Mie sensed it too.
From afar, he could already see the outpost's walls packed with guards.
Humans. Monsters. Flood dragons.
Even seasoned Heaven-rank Demon Suppression Guards.
An Mie suddenly let out a raspy, wicked laugh.
"Found it... finally found it."
"No wonder so few guards died in the earlier outposts."
"So this is where they've all gathered."
"How interesting... gathered in one outpost, waiting for to arrive?"
With another eerie cackle, An Mie suddenly self-detonated two more tentacles to accelerate again.
Boom!
Like a bolt of lightning, he streaked across thousands of zhang—
And in an instant appeared high above the Vermilion Bird 41st Outpost!
Zhang Longxiang and Tang Jinglong's pupils shrank sharply.
Back during the battle on the third layer, An Mie had already lost two tentacles to Shi Tian.
Then he blew up three more to escape them.
Now, just to reach the Vermilion Bird 41st faster, he blew up two more!
That left him with only one tentacle.
His strength had plumted.
It would take at least seven hundred years to regrow those limbs.
And even so, An Mie still chose to detonate them without hesitation!
Ruthless decisiveness beyond compare!
"One tentacle..."
Zhang Longxiang's eyes were filled with regret.
Even just one tentacle—from a Demon Emperor-level demon—was enough to shatter an outpost's defensive formations.
Enough to crush every living soul inside to dust.
They still hadn't managed to stop the furious Third Great Demon.
At the Vermilion Bird 41st Outpost—
Every Demon Suppression Guard felt a crushing weight pressing on their chest.
Instinctively, they looked up—and saw a towering Great Demon dripping with demon blood standing proudly in the sky.
Of eight tentacles, only one remained.
But that one tentacle was unimaginably thick and massive, surging with prival, overwhelming force.
It could pulverize the strongest walls, the sturdiest defenses.
No one could resist it.
Nothing could block it.
The dread of death lood in every heart.
"All of you, die! Bury yourselves with An Wu!"
An Mie roared.
"The one who should die is you."
A calm voice rang out.
At once, a vast and overwhelming power surged into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a mighty Elephant Dharma Manifestation.
Its feet trampled hell—its gaze pierced the heavens.
Suppressing demon gods. Gazing down upon immortals and buddhas alike!
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