"How is this possible!?" Marpa felt a thrill of terror, convinced that no one could survive under his Innate Divine Ability. Yet that deep and robust laughter echoed across the battlefield, a stark contradiction that could not be feigned.
Whoosh!
His gaze suddenly sharpened as he reached out and swept his hand forward.
The grey-white fog enveloping the battlefield was blown away by a powerful breath of air, allowing the blood-red moonlight to spill back into the crater.
A hundred ters deep with a diater of over a kiloter, the crater was surrounded by winding, web-like cracks, as if ford by a teoric impact. At the bottom stood a towering figure, charred and seeping blood.
Despite his severe injuries, he was laughing. Excitent caused his body to quiver slightly.
"What are you laughing at?" Marpa asked. The laughter reverberated on the battlefield, distorting the moonlight, creating ripples, and stirring threads of air to rise.
For so reason, a feeling of panic surfaced in Marpa’s heart, instilling him with a sense of unease.
"I’m laughing at the vastness of this world, the infinite twists of fate—truly wonderful." The laughter subsided, and Su Heng’s hoarse voice drifted leisurely.
"On what basis do you see that?" Marpa asked, seizing the opportunity to hasten his recovery.
Su Heng ignored the minor actions of his opponent, allowing him to gather his strength.
At this mont, Su Heng did not regard Marpa as an adversary but rather as soone to confide in.
He didn’t answer the question; instead, he began to speak on his own accord, "I have been living in fear, consud by thought, day and night. Whenever I think about that event, which is bound to befall in the not-too-distant future, I tremble with fear, lose all appetite, and struggle to find restful sleep..."
"Afraid!?" Genuine puzzlent appeared on Marpa’s handso face, "Your power is almost at the peak of this realm, and there are very few beings capable of defeating you. What in this world is there for you to fear?"
"What you’ve ntioned is precisely the root of my fear."
Su Heng spread his arms wide, taking in a long breath, as his wounds began to heal rapidly, letting the cold wind blow his shoulder-length hair loose.
He looked calmly at Marpa, his eyes flickering with a faint cold light, "From an unnad nobody to standing here conversing with you, it took just under a year. Invincibility is not an illusory goal for , but rather an inevitable fact that will happen in the next year... or maybe a few years."
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"I’m afraid of the day’s arrival, do you understand that?"
Su Heng paused slightly, observing Marpa’s disbelieving and perplexed expression, and continued, "At that ti, truly standing at the pinnacle, overlooking the vastness of the world, the endless machinations of fate. Searching throughout the eight wastelands, sweeping across the four seas. In heaven and earth, finding no worthy opponent."
"Such a life, how empty it would be, how lonely, and how dull!"
"And now, your arrival has undoubtedly opened a new door for . Like a lamb entering a tiger’s den, a fierce beast unleashed." A terrifying sneer spread across Su Heng’s eternally thirsty mouth as his lips twisted.
He extended his hand, fingers splayed, then clenched suddenly.
Bang!
A sharp crack!
The entire void trembled, imnse power compressing the air, creating astonishing gusts that ravaged the landscape, lifting Marpa’s hair and revealing his face, a mix of shock and anger, "What the hell do you take for!?"
Even demon gods, when they descended, were considered catastrophic events.
The deaths of hundreds of millions of people might not suffice to calm this disaster. Mountains crumbled, and the lives within were nearly wiped out; this was not an exaggeration but a blood-soaked reality that had unfolded in history. Even if mythical beasts provided shelter, the once-hopeful lands would turn into barren wastelands.
But now, in Su Heng’s words, Marpa was being treated like a sheep, a prey, even planning a reverse invasion into the ti-space realm from where Marpa originally ca.
This was like reversing the natural order, unthinkable. Yet Su Heng spoke of it, moreover, vowing to turn it into reality.
"Nonsensical, utterly foolish!" Marpa raged to the point of exploding, with bloodlight surging in his pupils.
"Die!"
Boom!
A long-accumulated strike was delivered through the air.
This ti, it was not dark but an intensely rich blood color. Trailing black lightning along its path, the void trembled as it slashed down directly at Su Heng.
Bang!
Su Heng waved his hand, no longer concealing his aura.
The blood-colored Corruption Light, which should have been formless, was slapped away by his palm, causing a violent explosion behind him.
Within the rising bloodlight, Su Heng took a step forward.
His muscles swelled, his second heart beat rapidly, and a golden network of blood swiftly covered his body. Dragon Blood activated, Supre Martial Body, second heart overloading—in a single breath, Su Heng had activated all his power enhancents, instantly boosting his battle strength to its peak.
After the complete integration of the Jhinwu heart, Su Heng’s usual height already exceeded eight ters.
With all enhancents activated, his size surged again, growing close to fifteen ters.
Whoosh!
A pair of pitch-black dragon wings unfolded behind him.
His hair, like a lion’s mane, fluttered slightly in the wind. He tilted his chin up slightly, looking down from his lofty height at Marpa, who stood in the void before him. That lofty gaze was like that of a king looking down on a rebellious subject.
"Do you have any last words you wish to entrust?" Su Heng sighed and asked calmly.
The blood-red moonlight, the ruins of the collapsing temple, and the massive, inhuman body casting a shadow—all made Su Heng, with horns on his head and wings on his back, standing at fifteen ters tall, seem like the undisputed demon god. In contrast, Marpa was just a mortal trembling in the shadow of death.
"When you fought those two waste products from the Esoteric Sect, you didn’t use your full strength!" Marpa looked up at the imnse and ferocious face in the void.
His heart felt as if it was gripped by an invisible hand, violently quivering.
"Just playing with those two guys," Su Heng said with a smile, "and besides, if I had finished them both off in a flash, it wouldn’t have been fun if you sneaked away in the anti."
"Do you think you’ve already won?" Marpa said in a low voice.
"Hahaha!" A series of resounding laughter burst forth from Su Heng’s mouth. He gestured invitingly, his gaze even bearing encouragent, "You’re more than welco to try, since you’re the notorious Corruption Demon God. I an, just imagine, what if, just if you could win?"
"Damn it, how did I run into such a monster!?" Watching the easy smile on Su Heng’s face, Marpa’s expression turned ugly, as the thought of retreat began to sprout in his heart.
He had been suppressed by the Golden Crow for over two thousand years, and indeed wasn’t at his peak now.
Moreover, the Corruption Light, which Marpa was most proud of, for so reason, was ineffective against Su Heng. And the oppressive aura freely emanating from Su Heng, as well as the pitch-black might filling the entire sky, made it even harder for Marpa to breathe.
"I’ve just gained my freedom; I can’t take risks here." Marpa muttered to himself, his mind made up.
Whoosh!
He reached out his hand, summoning twisted moonlight, which ford a curved Arc Blade in his palm.
Behind him, in the void, those grey-white eyes reerged. A dense mass of Corruption Light interweaved, bombarding Su Heng in a relentless barrage. The resulting smoke engulfed the entire battlefield. Marpa took a deep breath, intending to leave right then.
However—
Boom!
A loud explosion sounded, the earth trembling non-stop as if it were a beating heart.
The Corruption Light hadn’t even reached Su Heng before it was twisted and repelled by the fiery vigor that enveloped him—landing far away and causing explosions.
With dragon wings unfurled behind his muscular fra, Su Heng was already exceedingly fast. Now, stepping into Heavenly Deceit, even the shortcoming of his agility was compensated for.
Leaving a residual image behind, Su Heng appeared in front of Marpa in almost an instant teleportation.
Moonlight drizzled down, casting a layer of blood-red hue over him.
That lofty gaze inexplicably made Marpa’s heart tremble.
"Do you think you can escape without my permission?" Su Heng spoke in a deep voice, a hint of anger flickering in his eyes.
"I—" Marpa’s muscles twitched violently as he was about to speak. Suddenly, he saw Su Heng’s hand co crashing down out of nowhere.
Fingers splayed wide, thick as copper columns.
Dragging along the force, the twisting of moonlight ford into a substantial exaggeration of smoke. Indeed like the legendary colossal hand from the tales, sealing off everything, unstoppable, unavoidable.
"Then let’s have a battle!" Marpa, as a mighty demon god, still had so hot blood in him.
At this mont, pushed to a desperate situation by Su Heng, he finally chose to abandon flight and fight to the death.
His body swiftly swelled, with massive amounts of fat growing and rotting beneath his skin, emitting a black-green poisonous fog.
The once suave and dashing blood-clothed demon god transford in a blink of an eye into a huge frog-like monster over ten ters tall, with a wide mouth and thick tongue, and a body covered with festering sores—raising its hand to collide with Su Heng.
Boom!
Both parties unleashed their full strength, clashing with imnse force.
The catastrophic shockwaves twisted the moonlight, the surrounding buildings tossed into the air like children’s play blocks. First, they froze, then they utterly disintegrated. Everywhere the shockwave passed, black smoke billowed, the earth cracked and mountains crumbled, presenting a terrifying scene as if the end of the world had co.
The King Buddha Temple, having disappeared for two thousand years, was already riddled with scars, severely damaged.
Now, it could no longer withstand this force, further causing collapses, with the battle’s aftermath even spreading beyond the King Buddha Temple.
The upheaval turned many faces pale. Hearing the roars emanating from within, everyone felt consud by fear and unease.
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Screech!
In Baihua County, north of the riverlands.
As the sun was rising, the fiery glow of dawn bathed the landscape, a black crow with ruddy eyes skimd over the mist-enveloped river surface. It circled briefly, then landed on a small hilltop close to the riverbank.
Wu Yanzi, a thousand households officer from the Yiluan Bureau, extended her arm to catch it, then unraveled a secret ssage tied to its ankle.
Wu Yanzi wore a tight black outfit that fully accentuated her voluptuous and mature feminine curves.
Her round, full thighs, smoothed hips, narrowing suddenly to a slender waist, and then upwards, her ample and firm bust.
Although she was covered from head to toe, the skin-tight fabric only incited more lascivious thoughts, with even so private details faintly visible.
Combined with her fair skin and that striking touch of purplish-red eyeshadow.
A true enchantress, exuding an alluring aura.
However, despite her beauty, this officer was known within the Yiluan Bureau for her ruthless and licentious reputation.
Falling into her hands ant a dire fate. Not to ntion enemies, even colleagues from the Yiluan Bureau were extrely careful around her, fearing to inadvertently offend the beloved champion of the Capital Commandant.
Wu Yanzi quickly skimd the contents of the secret ssage, then with a flick of her hand, turned it to dust, scattering with the wind.
"The target has been confird,"
Wu Yanzi licked her lips excitedly, "Our target this ti is the Golden Crow’s remnant egg. Although it is predicted to be lifeless, the offspring of a divine beast is still of great value. At all costs, bring back the Golden Crow’s remnant egg. If t with any obstruction, kill without rcy!"
"Do you understand!?"
"Understood!" The mbers of the Yiluan Bureau replied in unison.
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