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The bright blood moonlight poured down, and the cold wind howled. The ancient Wu Family stronghold had now transformed into a battlefield.

Buildings in the vicinity were collapsing en masse amid the aftermath of the fights, while clouds of dust billowed up.

The earth was also blood-red, and the plants growing upon it seemed tainted, twisted, emitting an intense desire to attack.

In the sky, blood-colored severed heads floated like lanterns, their eyes glowing with foul red light, as thick blood dripped from their severed necks.

These people had once been martial experts from the northern regions of the Jiangbei River.

But they were now captured, tortured to death, and used as sacrifices to inscribe formations with their blood in order to summon the arrival of demonic gods.

What followed was the scene before them now.

An Earth Immortal expert, who had regained his peak condition, faced the projection of a powerful Heavenly Demon from the long life heavens.

They had laid a net of heaven and earth, and Meng Huan was surrounded, trapped and encircled within. Yet, in such a desperate situation, Meng Huan was laughing, looking at Wu Chenghua's eyes as if he were observing a walking corpse, even carrying a hint of pity.

This pity stabbed deeply into Wu Chenghua's heart.

At the same time,

The immense spiritual power of the Earth Immortal Realm indeed gave him a premonition of danger.

Wu Chenghua looked up, then lifted his head higher, his pupils shrinking slightly. Beneath the crimson canopy of the sky, a gray-black figure was racing towards him. Like a meteor, it frictioned intensely against the air, dragging a long tail of fire behind it.

Though still at a distance, the gust of wind that rushed towards him caused the ground to sink and his old, wrinkled face to flail wildly.

"Now is the moment," Wu Chenghua, with over five hundred years of fighting experience, called out.

Even though shocked, he quickly reacted and shouted to the blood-sacrificed demon god Ralph, "Let's all strike together and deal with this guy first!"

Boom!

Before his words finished, a great amount of red mist rose from Wu Chenghua's body.

His blood and qi churned, and under the secret technique bestowed by the blood-sacrificed demon god, Wu Chenghua returned to his peak.

The strength of a thousand hammerings and a hundred refinings roared in his veins, sounding as vast as the tumultuous rivers. The veins on his body swelled rapidly like inflated tubes, winding around him like thick roots.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed from a thin, aged man into a muscular giant over three meters tall.

Roar!

A liberating and intense roar sounded.

The ground around Wu Chenghua trembled as if a missile had exploded, creating a wild spectacle of flying sand and stones.

Amidst the trembling and collapsing sounds of the surrounding buildings, Wu Chenghua strode forward, barreling towards Meng Huan.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the smile on the blood-sacrificed Heavenly Demon Ralph's face had vanished as he also made his move. He slit his own wrist with his nail, and his blood coalesced into sharp spears in midair. As a series of piercing sounds cut through the air, the two roared and struck with all their might.

They intended to finish off Meng Huan first, then concentrate all their power to face the arriving Su Heng.

Unfortunately, they were a step too late.

Boom!

Following a blast of crimson lightning, the ground caved in and burst apart.

Immediately afterward, a large cloud of dust mixed with force soared into the air, forming a smokescreen. In the midst of the gray smoke, darker dragon wings spread out, and a face with a sinister smile appeared before the two. Waves of heat rolled out, and the surface grass was peeled off layer by layer, surging in all directions.

Crack!

The blood-colored spear, glowing with a cold light, struck Su Heng.

But it was in vain. The full-strength blow from the blood-sacrificed demon god succeeded only in shattering a small part of the Scale Armor on Su Heng's shoulder, unable to inflict any damage whatsoever.

"A demon god!" It was Su Heng who lowered his head, gazing over from afar.

In the moment when their eyes met,

Ralph's heart skipped a beat, his inner sense of alarm soaring.

During his conversation with Wu Chenghua, he had been told that there were two people in the seven states of Jiang-E to be wary of. One was Meng Huan, and the other was Su Heng. This was their first encounter, yet his reputation was truly deserved.

The imposingly formidable body, the overwhelming demonic qi rolling off him.

At a glance,

One might think they had seen a powerful demon god from the long life heavens who could shake the world!

Boom!

Ralph had no time to ponder further.

A strong sensation of warning suddenly rose, causing his complexion to change.

He saw from the distant dust, a large hand tearing through the air, reaching fiercely towards his position.

Five sharp gusts of wind formed instantly, gouging grooves into the ground as if sharks were hunting in the deep sea. Under the blood moon, they carried a terrifying oppressive force, racing towards Ralph's direction. He sidestepped to dodge, not daring to meet it head-on.

Whiz!

Like a blade grazing by the tip of his nose, a few strands of blood-colored hair fluttered in the air.

Then, a series of booming sounds accompanied by waves of air came from behind, and Ralph turned to look, his pupils abruptly constricting.

He saw the gash from the energy slash extend along the ground, eventually crashing into the distant Feng Mountain, causing a large part of the mountain to collapse, with countless boulders rolling down the slope.

With a single move, Ralph was forced to retreat.

Su Heng turned around, lowered his head, his blood-red gaze falling on Wu Chenghua.

An intense sense of danger enveloped Wu Chenghua tightly as he looked at the demonic and formidable figure emerging from the dust.

He felt he was not facing a creature of flesh and blood but rather a personified force of a natural disaster.

But the two were too close for comfort.

With things having come this far, he could only move forward, where a sliver of hope for survival might exist.

In the face of life and death, Wu Chenghua's hair flew wildly as he deployed the Secret Technique once again.

His arm muscles were like springs, expanding forcefully, and then suddenly tightening to the utmost. Then, with a violent exaggeration, he threw two fierce punches right into Su Heng's chest.

Boom!

A visible ripple spread out in the air before exploding outward.

This was Wu Chenghua's peak form in a few hundred years, yet upon hitting Su Heng, it only pushed his abdomen in by half an inch. Compared to Su Heng's massive body, this damage was negligible.

Instead, the backlash from the punch numbed Wu Chenghua's palms and made them tremble violently, with specks of blood splattering outward!

"What the hell!" Wu Chenghua's complexion changed again and again, almost cursing out loud.

He suddenly looked up, meeting Su Heng's gaze head-on.

In the blood-red moonlight, Su Heng's long hair was disheveled, his mouth was slightly agape, and dense metallic luster gleamed on the heavily overlapped Scale Armor on his shoulders.

"Too weak!" he sighed with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Boom!

A gigantic black and red hand smashed down from above.

It was like a giant road roller, descending from the sky, pressing down relentlessly.

Wu Chenghua burst into pieces on the spot under Su Heng's hand, and the ground immediately shattered into a crater.

Within the crater of more than ten meters in diameter, radioactive strands of blood extended outwards, emitting a scorched smell.

This was the pure brute strength of the flesh, the friction with the air creating an astonishing high temperature.

First, it completely destroyed Wu Chenghua's body, and then burned it, leaving behind a pool of blood and flesh almost unidentifiable in origin.

Of course, Earth Immortals have formidable vitality.

The undying nature honed over hundreds of years kicked in; flesh and blood grew, reassembled, and a face distorted by terror and anger faintly emerged from the pile of remains. It was Wu Chenghua, He was laboriously Healing, having lost the will to fight, trying to flee.

But would Su Heng let him have his way?

After a conversation with Meng Huan, Su Heng had understood.

The so-called undying nature of Earth Immortals, how it functioned.

As long as they could be killed completely at the cellular level, it would effectively inhibit them. Knowing this, the high-energy radiation from the heart of the golden crow and the assimilating erosion of the Seed of Destruction could both be put to good use.

Now, Su Heng was employing both methods.

Boom!

The True Sun Fire burned fiercely, and a tide-like chilly force hammered down.

The remaining pool of Wu Chenghua's blood and flesh struggled violently, first howling curses, then screaming for mercy.

But it was futile.

Traitors are hated far more than enemies.

No matter how Wu Chenghua begged and cursed, Su Heng watched coldly.

In the end, from that disgusting pool of blood and flesh, there came a 'pop' sound. Under the high temperature of the True Sun Fire, it turned into a wisp of green smoke. The overlord who had reigned over the northern regions for hundreds of years thus perished at the hands of Su Heng, and he was bound to be despised for a long time thereafter.

Having dealt with Wu Chenghua, what remained was that shadow of the Heavenly Demon.

Su Heng took a deep breath, extinguishing and retracting the True Sun Fire burning in the void. He turned around, his gaze sharp, his burly figure casting a shadow under the blood moon, his overwhelming presence like a storm cloud filled with thunder, making even Meng Huan at his side feel breathless.

On the battlefield riddled with holes, Blood Sacrifice Demon Ralph stood in a blood-colored robe, and even his flowing hair was blood-red.

He was perched on the top of the earth tower, his face wearing an inexplicable smile.
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Even though Ralph's important chess piece, tediously nurtured, died right before his eyes, he seemed not to care much.

Even now, he was gently clapping, "Well done, both of you."

"Heh!" Su Heng sneered, his eyes narrowing, "I don't like being looked down upon by others; I think it's better if you die."

Bang!

He spread his five fingers.

From a distance of hundreds of meters, he reached out towards Ralph and pinched.

Boom!

A loud noise erupted.

The Seed of Destruction pulsed within his chest.

The might of the mountains and the roar of the sea surged, and the entire sky quickly filled with dark clouds.

The spot where Ralph stood exploded as if struck by a powerful missile. Hundreds of tons of soil scattered, then were swept up by the wind, forming a formidable black sandstorm that destroyed dozens of surrounding buildings.

Clang!

Meng Huan drew his long sword, reflecting the moonlight.

With a single slash, the magnanimous sword light seemed to collapse the entire sky and earth, stretching all the way to the depths of Mirror Lake, dividing the lake waters into two.

The power contained in this sword had only just been sufficiently released.

If it had been Ralph at his prime, he might have been a worthy adversary. But now, being but a shadow, he naturally posed no threat.

Leaning on the blood runes previously inscribed on the battlefield, he barely resisted.

But several exchanges later.

First, his chest was shattered by a punch from Su Heng.

Then, his head was cut off by another sword light from Meng Huan.

The lifeforce within rapidly dissipated until all that was left was a blood-drenched head, rolling like a ball to Su Heng's feet.

"Hee hee hee..." Yet even so, the fellow was still laughing.

A pair of blood-soaked eyes stared straight at Su Heng, "I am the Blood Sacrifice Demon, Ralph. Young man, your strength isn't bad, dying here is such a pity."