How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!

In the sky, Chen Yu was enveloped by a spherical object as big as a house, its surface and interior filled with semi-transparent, gloomy text that flickered and rose, seemingly endless.

"With this move, I sacrifice the Buddhist Practitioner and concentrate the power of the Array to the extreme, leaving you, at this moment, barely able to exert even forty percent of your strength," said the elder Old Monk Bu Ren, taking a breath, his vitality greatly diminished, a smile of victory appearing on his sinister face.

When opponents of equal strength faced off, if one side's strength was reduced by forty percent, the other could almost easily crush and claim victory.

"A bunch of monks, yet so cruel."

Chen Yu snorted coldly.

Old Monk Bu Ren had not even blinked when he sacrificed the lives of those nine Cultivators to cast this move.

"If there are hypocrites in the world, why wouldn't there be wicked monks?"

The old monk let out a sinister laugh, unrepentant.

"Haha, that's excellent."

The fat monk also heaved a sigh of relief.

Once Old Monk Bu Ren dealt with Chen Yu, then their trio would have an easy time facing Ye Luofeng and the ancient beast.

Ye Luofeng was also a genius of the Sky Sword Academy, and her talent and strength were probably not much different from that of the Fire Swordman, Zhou Yuning.

Killing Ye Luofeng would also be a great achievement.

Then comes this ancient beast...

This damned ancient beast; just thinking about the Red Flame King made the fat monk seethe with rage, grinding his teeth: "At that time, I want to kill it with my own hands!"

Caught in the Three-Life Unlawful Formation, he was actually suppressed by an ancient beast, which was a huge loss of face to him.

And this cursed ancient beast had been calling him things like fatso and dead pig constantly; the fat monk had already sworn an irreconcilable enmity with it.

"Fatso, when the Array was there, this King was suppressed, but now that the Array is gone, it should be my turn to be happy. What are you excited about?"

The Red Flame King glanced at the fat monk and spoke coldly.

The fat monk's flesh trembled as he struggled to contain the anger in his heart; the ancient beast had come up with another nickname for him.

However, the fat monk suddenly realized that with Chen Yu trapped, both the Red Flame King and Ye Luofeng didn't show much change in expression, as if they were not very worried.

Even Chen Yu, the one trapped, didn't seem to be in a hurry.

"You think you can defeat me like this?"

Chen Yu suddenly spoke out.

"Oh? Do you have a way to escape the trap?"

Old Monk Bu Ren expressed surprise, asking in earnest.

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, he burst into action, unleashing a double palm strike.

Since the opponent still had a way out, he would not give him the chance to employ it.

Old Monk Bu Ren pretended to inquire, but did not care at all, launching a sudden attack.

Boom!

In the sky, two gray, solid metal palms, engraved with Buddhist Path text that seemed to possess magical power, struck towards Chen Yu.

In a situation where he was greatly suppressed in every aspect, if Chen Yu got hit by this palm strike, he would not die but would certainly suffer severe injuries.

"You two, give it your all as well. Don't let any of them get away."

Chen Yu said calmly and then pulled out the Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Chen Yu urged the Demon Sword, waving it randomly around him.

In an instant, the Forbidden Technique that enveloped Chen Yu showed signs of abnormality, with various parts emanating a layer of black mist.

Clearly, it was contaminated by the Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword.

Just then, the fat monk's massive palms descended upon him.

Chen Yu placed the Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword in front of him and poured True Yuan into it like mad, activating its second property.

Suddenly, the nine segments of bone on the sword extended to both sides.

The Demon Sword widened, no longer looking like a sword, but more like a black bone shield.

Boom bang!

The dark metal palm struck the Demon Sword, and the two forces clashed violently with continual explosions.

Eventually, the pair of metal palms slowly dissipated.

The Demon Sword returned to its original state, and the Forbidden Technique trapping Chen Yu was more severely contaminated, the suppressing effect growing weaker and weaker.

Boom!

Chen Yu swung the Demon Sword fiercely, and the dim sphere that trapped him vanished in an instant.

"This... "

The old monk stood not far from Chen Yu, his body rigid, stupefied.

From his attack to this moment, only a very short time had passed; not only did Chen Yu block his strike, but he also broke his secret technique.

"This sword... "

The old monk stared at the Demon Sword in Chen Yu's hand, feeling an overwhelming Demonic Intent.

Buddhism and demons countered each other, and when the power of the demonic path was extremely strong, it could easily destroy the power of the Buddhist Path.

It was unimaginable what grade Chen Yu's Demon Sword had reached.

Furthermore, Old Monk Bu Ren had just seen that Chen Yu's Demon Sword had changed shape; was this a feature of the Demon Sword?

Just then, a strong bloodline pressure suddenly came from another direction, the temperature around soared abruptly, and the air became unbearably hot.

Roar!

The Red Flame King's roar echoed in all directions.

At this moment, he displayed the bloodline power of a Holy Beast, his figure swelling, his body ablaze with fire, magnificent and powerful.

And before him, the fat monk stood disbelieving, shivering.

"It's actually... a Holy Beast Bloodline."

The fat monk felt as if he was facing an immense pressure merely standing before the Red Flame King.

Bang!

The Red Flame King lifted his foot and stomped down forcefully; the fat monk tried to resist with True Yuan, but it was utterly ineffective—he was kicked away by the Red Flame King.

Swoosh! Boom!

The Red Flame King moved like lightning, attacking the plump monk once again with a forceful kick.

Thump thump thump!

The plump monk was like a ball, toyed with by the Red Flame King.

Finally, the Red Flame King opened his mouth and spat out a huge fireball, striking the plump monk.

Under the control of the Red Flame King, the fireball tightly enveloped the plump monk, continuously burning.

Shortly, the plump monk was reduced to nothing more than a heap of charred bones.

"Look, without the flesh, you're actually quite skinny. I said I'd help you lose weight, and I've delivered!"

After dispatching his opponent, the Red Flame King quipped.

Meanwhile, Ye Luofeng sheathed her Heavenly Moon Sword and pulled out the Heavenly Que Fragmented Sword; a substantial Azure Darkness Sword Radiance surged to the heavens.

She looked like an incomparably sharp treasured sword, deterring anyone from approaching.

"This is impossible… Your strength, it's even greater than Zhou Yuning's."

The young monk's body stiffened and shook as he retreated.

Ye Luofeng was already more skilled than the young monk, who had gained no advantage previously when the arrays were influencing the fight, only able to defend passively.

Now that there were no arrays, and with Ye Luofeng wielding the Heavenly Que Fragmented Sword, the outcome held no suspense.

Swoosh!

With one strike, the young monk saw nothing but the enormous Azure Darkness Sword Radiance before his eyes.

"No… I, Buxiao, am a genius of the Unlawful Temple; I can't die."

The young monk let out a roar, rapidly pressing on over a dozen acupoints on his body.

The next moment, his body became metallically solid and dark cyan patterns emerged, emitting faint light, increasing his aura significantly.

He took out a round shield, raising it high, pouring True Yuan into it, and activating a layer of earthy yellow light that enveloped him.

Boom!

Ye Luofeng's ultimate sword strike thundered down, cleaving the round shield.

The earthy yellow light shattered with a "bang-crack," the sword's light continuing to slice through, leaving a clear sword mark on the shield.

The shield was small, and the sword's light grazed the young monk's other body parts, leaving a line of blood from chest to thigh, blood streaming down.

At this moment, Chen Yu, the Red Flame King, and Ye Luofeng all exploded with power, frightening the members of the Unlawful Temple to the brink of life and death, with the fat monk dead and the young monk grievously injured.

As for the old monk, his vital energy was drastically reduced due to the use of a powerful secret technique.

"Buxiao, run for it!"

The old monk shouted lowly and turned to flee.

"Thinking of escaping without asking if I agree?"

Chen Yu's expression turned fierce as his heart suddenly erupted.

In an instant, his strength and speed doubled.

Boom!

Chen Yu, like a cannonball, burst forth, rapidly closing the gap with the old monk, and thrust out his Demon Sword.

Boom!

The old monk put up a rain shield but was still pierced through by Chen Yu's sword thrust; the Demon Sword was unstoppable, piercing the old monk's chest.

Chen Yu didn't slow down, still gripping the Demon Sword, he kept driving forward until the sword completely penetrated the old monk's chest.

Spurt!

The old monk spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, his complexion deathly pale.

Impaled by the Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword in the chest, the old monk couldn't break free and was beyond saving.

"Master Bu Ren..."

The young monk screamed.

With Master Bu Ren dead, there was no hope for his own survival.

Ye Luofeng made a slight motion with her jade hand, the Sword Intent solidified, and the young monk was frozen with fear.

"Leave a survivor."

Chen Yu suddenly spoke.

At this point, the old monk Bu Ren was already dead; Chen Yu withdrew the Demon Sword and flew over.

"Speak, who sent you?"

Chen Yu's gaze was icy cold and profound, his dark, deep pupils swirled with a demonic aura.

Gazing into Chen Yu's eyes, the young monk's own eyes widened, as if he saw something terribly frightening, shivering uncontrollably.

However, he was also a major talent of the Unlawful Temple, with a will of steel; and within a short while, he managed to free himself from Chen Yu's demonic intimidation.

"Heh, kill or maim as you please, but even in death, you are certain to die."

The young monk sneered, now seemingly less afraid.

As a member of a residual sect force, he was always prepared to face death.

Moreover, he believed that revealing everything wouldn't stop Chen Yu from killing him. He also believed that Elder Ren and the higher-ups of the Unlawful Temple would certainly not let Chen Yu off the hook.

Chen Yu was somewhat troubled, not expecting the lad to be so stubborn, and seeing his demeanor, indeed prepared to die, he would not reveal any information.

"Boy, you're too green for this; let the king handle it."

The Red Flame King chuckled with a hint of malice and walked over.

Chen Yu said nothing, stepping aside a few paces.

"What do you want to do? No matter how you interrogate me, I won't tell."

The young monk felt an ominous premonition and hurriedly spoke.

The Red Flame King just let out a mischievous laugh, saying nothing, and that alone sent chills down the young monk's spine.

Suddenly, the Red Flame King's eyes ignited with blood-red flames, releasing an invisible mental assault that caused intense pain to the young monk's soul, blinding him to darkness.

The Red Flame King flew over and hooved the young monk's head, unleashing an immeasurable Soul Power, causing the young monk to scream and roar, his body convulsing and trembling as if he were undergoing inhuman torture.

At a certain moment, the Red Flame King retracted his hoof, and the young monk ceased struggling, his body falling downwards.

"He's called Buxiao, and he came with the other two monks from a force known as the Unlawful Temple, which is controlled by the Black Prison Alliance. As for who sent the three of them to kill you, it was an old man called 'Ren Bing.'"

The Red Flame King spewed out a wealth of information in one go.