“Who is he?” King Guo Yin’s brow furrowed in confusion. He did not recognize the young man who was now cutting through his ranks with relentless fury. Li Jie did not realize he was being watched. The handsome youth moved like a phantom across the battlefield, unleashing concentrated bursts of energy from both hands as he advanced. Amid hundreds of arrows whistling toward him, Li Jie dodged nimbly, gliding and spinning through the air as if his body weighed nothing. The rain of arrows seemed powerless to touch him, while his counterstrikes, sharp and precise, tore through the demon soldiers’ lines. Screams of agony filled the sky. Soldiers tumbled from the high ramparts, some already lifeless before their bodies hit the ground. The demonic warriors seemed utterly helpless before the blindingly fast attacks unleashed by the three invaders. When the number of surviving guards atop

Emperor Guo Yin let out a thunderous growl of disbelief as his crimson eyes locked onto the young man before him—a mortal who had somehow managed to withstand his demonic might. “How could a mere human possess such overwhelming power? Who is he truly?” the Emperor muttered to himself, his voice echoing like a storm across the battlefield. Li Jie’s thoughts were focused on a single purpose—ending the reign of Emperor Guo Yin once and for all. The Grandmaster’s command to spare the Emperor’s life no longer mattered. That vow had lost its weight the moment the Grandmaster chose to align himself with the forces of darkness. The sky roared with fury as their blades of energy collided once more. A burst of destructive power shook the heavens, sending violent ripples across the burning clouds. Both warriors were thrown backward by the tremendous impact. The ground beneath them cracked like shattered glass, but neit

“You think your attack is flawless? Maybe it works against others, but not against me!” Li Jie’s voice rang through the battlefield, sharp and unwavering. “As long as the sun still shines above, I can always find where your true body hides!” Demon King Guo Yin froze for a brief second, his monstrous gaze lifting toward the blazing sun. Then, instinctively, he looked down—and his eyes widened in disbelief as he saw the faint trace of his own shadow on the scorched earth. “So that’s it…” he murmured darkly. “Yes,” Li Jie interrupted, his tone laced with scorn. “That’s the flaw in your invisible technique. How could you be so foolish as to forget the most obvious weakness—your shadow?” “Damn it!” Guo Yin growled, his jaw tightening. “I underestimated him!” In all his countless battles, never once had anyone discovered the secret behind his unseen assaults. Yet this young human—this mortal—had don

Zhu Feng followed the three of them, walking alongside as they made their way toward the palace hall. The air was thick with the lingering remnants of the battle, yet the young and old alike moved cautiously, their eyes scanning every shadow, every corner, as if danger might still lurk unseen.“Truthfully,” Mahaguru spoke softly, his voice barely a whisper yet carrying a weight that made the air feel heavier, “from the very beginning, I never intended to oppose you.”“But Mahaguru,” Xiao Chen interjected, his brow furrowed with confusion, “didn’t you already write a letter to Grandfather Mao Tung, declaring your support for King Guo Yin?”Mahaguru’s calm gaze met theirs. “Regarding the letter I sent to my cherished disciple, Mao Tung, I had no choice but to write it while Guo Yin stood before me. He pressured me constantly, demanding my support, and attempted to sway my intentions by reminding me of the oath I once swore long ago,” he explained,

Elsewhere, three Hell Demons, who initially struggled against the shapeshifter army with their thick, weapon-resistant fur, finally unleashed their true forms—beings of fire.Millennia of meditation in the depths of Hell had forged their mastery over the element of fire into something truly terrifying. Slowly but inexorably, the hellish flames they commanded began to incinerate the thick fur and the bodies it covered.In a relatively short span of time, more than five hundred shapeshifters had perished in the flames. Their bodies turned to ash almost instantly each time they were struck by the searing fire conjured by the three Hell Demons.High above in the sky, Jian Ma, fully aware of Li Jie’s superior power, nonetheless chose to resist the young man.At first, Jian Ma was confident that the shapeshifter troops he had summoned would be able to make a difference against the combined forces, who were already fatigued from battling Emperor Guo Yin’