I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World

Han Zheng had seen many physical body secret techniques, and he himself had cultivated two.

Among these four people, Spirit General was the only martial artist who had not trained in any evil techniques but purely in physical body secret techniques.

His power upon the outburst of runes was astonishing, even stronger than when Han Zheng used both the Great Dragon Elephant Mahavira Heaven and the Dragon and Tiger True Dao Body.

However, physical body power was just one of Han Zheng's means, not even accounting for a third of his combat strength.

Infinite Qi Blood overflowed around Han Zheng, with the Blood River roaring and transforming into a Blood God Illusion with three eyes on its head and six arms.

Once the Blood God Transformation was unleashed, a powerful aura immediately erupted.

The endless Blood Sea swept over, the Blood God Illusion's palms descended, the Blood River boiled and surged, intertwining the forces of life and death as if to crush all forces of the world to dust!

Even with Spirit General's strong physical body, he couldn't withstand the grinding and crushing of the Blood God Transformation, and his Qi Blood evaporated rapidly.

"You damned bald donkey! What are you dawdling for!?"

Spirit General couldn't help but curse out loud, he was already having trouble holding on.

"You're worthless yourself and still blaming me for being slow?"

White Bone Monk snorted coldly, as the Infinite White Bone Temple just broke free from the power of the Moluo Nine Revolutions Illusion Annihilation Wheel. At this moment, the bones shattered, absorbing the infinite death qi between heaven and earth, transforming into a massive white bone mountain, crashing towards Han Zheng!

Infinite White Bone Seal!

Han Zheng swiftly turned around, forming a seal technique with his hands, and the vast True Essence Gang Qi transformed into an Ape Demon roaring at the heavens. With a sudden motion of its hands, the terrifying death qi within the Infinite White Bone Seal was directly grasped by the Ape Demon, casually transforming it into a death star and smashing it back towards White Bone Monk!

Ape Demon Nine Transformations, Moving Stars and Changing Constellations!

What looked like a terrifying mountain-like Infinite White Bone Seal was shattered by this strike, and the astonishing death qi charged straight at White Bone Monk.

Within it also contained the death origin power of White Bone Monk himself, making him all the more terrified.

Several white bone giant shields rose up before White Bone Monk, and the Moving Stars and Changing Constellations strike shattered nine white bone giant shields consecutively before completely spending its power.

But before White Bone Monk could even catch a breath, the next moment, the boundless Blood Sea swept over, as the Demon Sword in Han Zheng's hand condensed Killing Intent Origin, and the black-red gigantic blade with overwhelming killing intent and demonic qi slashed down suddenly!

Fengdu Netherworld Blade, Yama Slash!

In a hurried defense, the bone shield in front of White Bone Monk was barely raised before being torn apart, and he himself was completely cut in half by Han Zheng's slash!

The white bones refined by White Bone Monk were incredibly tough, but his own bones weren't.

[Slayed a Yang God Realm Martial Artist, obtained forty thousand Qi Blood Essence, a hundred Soul Crystals]

Perhaps due to his primary cultivation focusing on that white bone secret technique, White Bone Monk's physical body cultivation was quite average, and the Qi Blood Essence Han Zheng acquired from slaying him was the least among the Yang God Realm Martial Artists he had defeated.

But after killing White Bone Monk, Han Zheng didn't stop at all and turned straight towards Spirit General, who had just caught his breath.

Within the Ape Demon's roar, a monstrous power gathered, and both hands slammed down hard on Spirit General.

Under the Ape Demon Suppressing Sea, Spirit General, who had just a bit of energy left, was directly hammered into the ground by Han Zheng, spitting out large amounts of blood.

Then, the boundless Blood Sea gathered around Han Zheng's body, and the immense power struck Spirit General layer by layer, battering him into a sorry state, and his originally abundant Qi Blood turned extremely weak.

Seeing that if he continued fighting this way he would sooner or later be drained to death by Han Zheng, Spirit General roared, and the mysterious runes on his body suddenly exploded, with Heaven and Earth's power rushing madly into his body.

In an instant, Spirit General's body expanded to over a hundred feet high.

This hundred-foot-tall body wasn't an illusion formed by power, but a form made of real Qi Blood power.

"You're seeking death!"

Han Zheng sneered, and the Stealing Heaven Bow appeared in his hand.

Blood burned fiercely, transforming into a sharp Blood Jade Arrow, the Candle Dragon on the bow opening its eyes, illuminating the Netherworld!

Amidst the deafening sound of thunder, a blood beam had already reached in front of Spirit General.

By piercing through, the Stealing Heaven Bow's arrow only left a negligible small blood hole on Spirit General's body, almost unnoticeable for his hundred-foot Qi Blood form.

But this seemingly insignificant arrow wound made Spirit General's body deflate like a leaking balloon, with Qi Blood rapidly dissipating, eventually losing control entirely and exploding!

[Slayed a Yang God Realm Martial Artist, obtained eighty thousand Qi Blood Essence, a hundred Soul Crystals]

This Spirit General was also pushed to the extreme by Han Zheng and hence made a foolish move.

His hundred-foot Qi Blood form was indeed terrifying, like a god demon's descent.

But the problem was whether he had the capabilities to control such horrifying Qi Blood power?

In Han Zheng's view, Spirit General at this moment was like a puppet with great power but unable to control his own actions, outwardly strong but weak inside, extremely fragile.

But for Han Zheng, Spirit General was indeed a good blood pack.

The Qi Blood Essence acquired from slaying him was the most Han Zheng had ever obtained from a Yang God Realm Martial Artist.

At this moment, Han Zheng turned his gaze towards Yan Xuankong, where the Blood Spirit Ghost Mother had already been killed by him.

Blood Spirit Ghost Mother was the weakest in heritage among the four and, strictly speaking, wasn't even considered a martial artist, her combat power was comparable to the Yang God Realm, but her physical body was extremely weak, allowing Yan Xuankong to easily kill her.

The Corpse-Chasing Daoist was still controlling those dried corpses, fighting fiercely with Yan Xuankong. But then, when he turned his head, he realized it was just him left, which made him a bit panicked, as he thought of escaping right away.

Ji Yuanfang was indeed their benefactor, and without Ji Yuanfang, the Corpse Chasing Sect's inheritance would have long been severed.

However, no matter how great the grace, it wasn't as important as one's life; the Corpse-Chasing Daoist withdrew all the dried corpses to escape.

In the next moment, Yan Xuankong suddenly erupted in speed, like a golden beam, reaching the Corpse-Chasing Daoist in almost an instant, and destroyed his head with a single punch.

"Idiot!"

Yan Xuankong sneered disdainfully, "Where did Ji Yuanfang find these worthless fools? Each one is a top-notch loser!"

The Corpse-Chasing Daoist was a bit like the Blood Spirit Ghost Mother, their strength wasn't considered strong, with the majority of their combat power residing in the ghosts they crafted.

If earlier, the Corpse-Chasing Daoist had given up all the dried corpses, letting them entangle Yan Xuankong or even self-destruct, he might have had a chance to escape.

However, his unwillingness to abandon the dried corpses he meticulously crafted led to his downfall.

As Han Zheng approached, just as he was about to say something, a terrifying, powerful pressure suddenly descended!

Han Zheng and Yan Xuankong's expressions changed drastically.

This was the pressure of the Dharma Manifestation Realm!

Could it be that He Tianxiong had come out of the Capital City to chase after them?

But did He Tianxiong have such guts?

With the proximity to the Capital City, if He Tianxiong dared to act and got discovered, he could forget about holding his position as Commander; an outrage would erupt within the Demon Cleansing Bureau.

The next moment, an ancient, hoarse voice with a cold and dark aura suddenly sounded.

"You're right, these guys are just a bunch of trash! The Prince nurturing them is simply a waste of resources!

I merely came out of seclusion a bit late, and they eagerly rushed to claim credit.

It's tolerable if they succeeded, but to get countered when four are against two, isn't that the definition of worthless?"

Amidst the powerful pressure, a white-haired elder descended from the sky.

The elder's face was sinister, with an aura of watchful and alert, heavy-eyed appearance, dressed in black and gold ceremonial attire, standing with hands clasped behind his back, exuding an incredibly overwhelming presence, even more formidable than He Tianxiong.

Han Zheng's heart sunk, as it seemed Ji Yuanfang's forces were beyond his expectations, and the opponent actually had subordinates in the Dharma Manifestation Realm?

At this moment, seeing the opponent's heavy eyes, Yan Xuankong seemed to suddenly realize something, and his face changed dramatically.

"Sect Master of the Evil Demon Sect, Heavenly Evil Venerable Dugu Guicang! You're still alive!?"