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

"Heh heh, let you all exhaust yourselves first, then I'll make my move, kill Chen Yu, capture the Holy Beast, and drain your blood."

Except for the Night Winged Wolf, Lu Ling, as a member of the Blood Race, was the highest Cultivator present.

He was also confident that once he deactivated the "Blood Soul Fusion Technique," he would be able to kill Chen Yu, and it would be even better if he could capture him alive.

However, all plans required the right opportunity.

He needed to take advantage of others exhausting themselves, waiting for the Holy Beast to become weak...

Buzz!

Lu Ling, the elder monk's body, radiated golden Buddhist light, but in the territory of the Night Winged Wolf, it could only illuminate an area of about ten feet.

The elder monk clapped his hands together, chanting, "Amitabha!"

Suddenly, he struck out with a palm, the golden Buddhist palm filled with scriptures spreading in all directions, seemingly capable of suppressing the space itself.

Swoosh!

The Night Winged Wolf transformed into a dark shadow, darting swiftly, trying to dodge.

The three mechanical puppets left by the clown launched their attacks simultaneously, each one's attack far surpassing an Early-stage Sky Sea Realm.

Still, mechanical puppets were no match for a Cultivator of the same cultivation level.

The dark-skinned man radiated dense aura of death, mastering the Death Intent Realm, his palm technique deadly powerful and fierce.

Facing relentless attacks, the Night Winged Wolf opened its huge mouth; black light converged into a ball, erupting into a burst of black aurora that swept across.

Wherever the black aurora passed, everything was turned to darkness.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the pitch-black space, suddenly there came a palm wind.

The Night Winged Wolf was just about to dodge but sensed something was amiss.

Bang!

A grayish, semi-transparent palm light hit, and its body was knocked back several yards, its face filled with shock and uncertainty.

"Spatial Palm Technique and realm..."

The dark-skinned middle-aged man glanced at Chen Yu.

Unexpectedly, despite Chen Yu's low cultivation level, he had grasped the heaven and earth's intent, especially the profound and mysterious Spatial Realm.

However, this was even better, as the Spatial Palm Technique had a certain restraining effect on Holy Beasts like the Ethereal Night Shadow Wolf.

Meanwhile, the woman in black occasionally used hidden weapons with almost no effect. Sometimes the Ethereal Night Shadow Wolf just bore it with no significant harm.

On the other hand, the chubby man was surprisingly effective, occasionally striking precisely, which earned him silent praise.

His cultivation was at the Early-stage Sky Sea Realm, and Lu Ling did not consider him a threat, focusing only on the dark-skinned middle-aged man and the clown as potential enemies.

However, the Holy Beast Night Winged Wolf was no ordinary creature.

"A bunch of lower beings, all of you go die!"

The Night Winged Wolf snarled, its winged back flapping, creating an obscure dark storm.

Countless invisible blades slashed down.

Chen Yu, possessing Spatial Realm Power, could sense the vague shadows of the blades.

Demon Scale Shield!

He immediately activated the second demonic pattern, a layer of Demon Scale Shield appearing around him.

Swish-swish!

In an instant, dozens of dark shadows grazed across Chen Yu's Demon Scale Shield, leaving behind scratches.

Occasionally, a shadow blade broke through the Demon Scale Shield, landing on Chen Yu's Black Snake Scale Armor, further weakening its power.

In defense, Chen Yu was still very confident.

Besides, he wasn't fighting the Night Winged Wolf alone—with so many people around, they all shared the attacks of the Night Winged Wolf.

Lu Ling's body radiated golden light, deploying the Buddhist Defense Secret Technique, floating scriptures around him.

This was only his vessel; even if it was damaged, he could simply replace it.

Unexpectedly, the woman in black robes, caught off guard, had an arm sliced off.

"Ah..."

A miserable scream echoed.

"Black Lian!"

The dark-skinned middle-aged man immediately rushed to her side, protecting her.

"Beast, die!"

The dark-skinned middle-aged man burst with anger, swinging out a pitch-black vortex of death, emitting a strong suction force, engulfing the area.

The Night Winged Wolf was too troublesome; it would be best to kill it.

The body of a Holy Beast was valuable, especially one as rare and unique as this.

And only by killing the Night Winged Wolf could they explore deeper.

There might be treasures hidden, ones even the clown hadn't discovered.

Given the chance, they launched a counterattack, they could not let the Night Winged Wolf take the initiative; else its talents, combined with the environmental advantage, would be dangerous.

After several rounds of attacks,

The Night Winged Wolf had sustained many injuries, and having fought the clown, Brother Dong, earlier, its breath had weakened considerably.

Just then, the clown's ill-fitting voice came, "Let Brother Dong see, how's the battle going?"

"You're here just in time. Join us, and we'll kill this beast together."

The dark-skinned middle-aged man snorted coldly.

He really worried the clown might disappear, hiding in the dark, reaping the profits of a fisherman.

"The situation is not bad, if Brother Dong joins, this beast won't last much longer."

The clown smiled, giving off a sinister feeling.

"Let's go!"

Lu Ling commanded. He was somewhat annoyed by the clown's claim to the title Brother Dong, among all the powerful cultivators present; his cultivation was the highest, coming from the noble Blood Race!

With a wave of his hand, all the puppets sprang into action.

The power of his puppets was not to be underestimated, which also explained why no one had taken action against the clown before.

Buzzing~

Behind the clown, all the puppets lit up, emitting radiance.

The next moment, streams of brilliant light, flames, icy coldness, and sword energies burst out, covering a vast area.

"Hmph!"

The Night Winged Wolf snorted lowly a few times, looking at the clown with some wariness.

Its huge black wings folded behind it, wrapping itself up, transforming into a black sphere, rapidly fleeing.

Pong!

Suddenly, an unseen and unavoidable palm strike descended, the Space Palm Technique executed by Chen Yu.

With a powerful force, Chen Yu's Space Palm Technique hit the Night Winged Wolf, causing a halt in its speed.

The group had already developed a tacit understanding and seized this opportunity to launch their attacks; the chubby man's blade flashed, and the dark-skinned middle-aged man unleashed a Palm of Death.

"Hehe, at the end, the one who preserved the most strength should be myself."

Lu Ling sneered inwardly.

"We must kill one first!"

The Night Winged Wolf, lurking in the shadows, felt troubled.

It swept its gaze around and finally settled on Chen Yu, who had the lowest cultivation but could execute the Space Palm Technique.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, the Night Winged Wolf charged forward.

Although there wasn't much momentum or pressure, at that moment, Chen Yu's body broke out in cold sweat, feeling as if he was stepping into the gates of hell.

Demon Dragon Barrier!

Chen Yu activated the sixth demon pattern, unfolding a Black Scale Demon Wall with a Black Dragon dancing within.

At the same time, he slightly activated the Ice Scale Bloodline he had drawn from Hua Rong, encasing his body in a layer of frost.

Bang!

The Night Winged Wolf collided into him, the Demon Dragon Barrier trembled violently as if it were cleaved open by its claws; Chen Yu's whole body shuddered, the ice scales on his skin shattered.

Chen Yu frantically poured Demon Pattern True Essence inside to maintain the Demon Dragon Barrier.

Lu Ling's face turned pale and he immediately took action to aid Chen Yu.

"I haven't yet dispelled the Blood Soul Fusion Technique, don't let the Night Winged Wolf kill you," Lu Ling said, breaking out in cold sweat.

If Chen Yu died, he would also suffer great damage.

The attacks from others arrived one after another.

The Night Winged Wolf's expression was sullen; as a Holy Beast, a king of the night, its attack on a cultivator in the Half-Step Sky Sea Realm had not succeeded.

Swoosh!

Instantly, the Night Winged Wolf changed its target, targeting the woman in black robes.

"Scram, beast!"

The dark-skinned middle-aged man's face slightly changed, his body exuding death energy which formed into three black arms that struck out.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The Night Winged Wolf's movements were rapid, evading the intercepting arms and getting close.

Puchi!

Without seeing the Night Winged Wolf strike, the woman in black robes was cleaved into several parts, her blood spurting wildly.

"Ah..."

The dark-skinned middle-aged man witnessed this scene and roared, withdrawing a black pearl and slamming it with his palm.

Boom!

A burst of violent death energy erupted, its power immensely formidable, reaching the level of the Mid-Stage Sky Sea Realm.

Swoosh!

The Night Winged Wolf's form was disheveled as it escaped, its body bearing several rotting wounds.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man's face twisted grotesquely as he launched a furious assault.

Seeing this, the rest took the opportunity to pursue.

After a long while, the Night Winged Wolf was panting heavily, no longer possessing its initial speed, its body covered in wounds.

Shoo!

A blood-red beam of Sword Qi shot out.

Chen Yu timed his attack perfectly, executing the Yangming Sword Point for the first time during the wolf's weakened state, making it difficult for it to dodge.

Plop!

Another huge wound appeared on the body of the Night Winged Wolf, blood flowing out.

"This flavor…"

Lu Ling restrained his excitement and impulsiveness.

At this moment, the Night Winged Wolf was at the end of its strength, backed into a corner.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man had also sustained serious injuries and was greatly fatigued.

Of the jester's eight puppets, only four could still be used, and controlling eight puppets was no easy feat.

"The timing is perfect!"

Lu Ling's heart surged with indescribable excitement.

The Night Winged Wolf, body covered in wounds and belonging to the Blood Race, would not be difficult to capture or kill.

He pretended to be severely injured and sat down to heal.

The spell started, under the golden Buddhist light blood lights flickered constantly, turning into mysterious blood-red characters, spreading out and blending into the heavens and earth.

Ten breaths later, Lu Ling's expression changed suddenly, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"I didn't expect that dispelling the Blood Soul Fusion Technique would harm me, the elder didn't mention this!"

Lu Ling was displeased inwardly but had no solution.

"Now, Chen Yu still doesn't know that I have dispelled the Blood Soul Fusion Technique; when I suddenly strike, he will definitely be caught off guard, perhaps I can capture him!"

Lu Ling thought secretly, feeling that his plan was going smoothly.

After dealing with Chen Yu, he would target the Holy Beast, and then just escaping from this place would count as a victory.

Meanwhile, Chen Yu suddenly felt a strange sensation throughout his body, but he couldn't pinpoint the specific cause.

Lu Ling quietly approached Chen Yu, preparing to seize the opportunity to strike.

However, suddenly, the Night Winged Wolf roared, drawing everyone's attention.

"Foolish humans, you will all die here!"

Boom!

The Bloodline Power of the Night Winged Wolf fully erupted, darkening the surroundings further, a blood-chilling bloodline aura spreading everywhere.

Boom!

Another loud noise, deeper within the area; an ancient and powerful bloodline aura burst forth, startling heaven and earth.

Everyone present changed their expressions, unsure of what had happened, but shivers ran down their spines, a sense of fear rising within.

"This beast has finally decided to go all out and play its card, hehe, if it were just me alone, it would have been difficult to force it into such a state," Brother Dong's lips curled up, his smile sinister.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Lu Ling's expression became even more panicked as he had already dispelled the Blood Soul Fusion Technique.

He inwardly cursed the Night Winged Wolf, thinking if it had such a card why didn't it play it earlier, wasn't this just setting him up?