An apocalyptic landscape stretched as far as the eye could see. The Kuanyin Imperial Army encampment, which a few hours ago had been filled with arrogant laughter and the clinking of victory wine, had now turned into a horrifyingly vast sea of corpses. Zhou Tai, better known as the Kuanyin Star General, hovered in the air with ragged breathing. His silver armor was fouled by the splatters of black blood he had vomited himself. His burning red eyes stared downward, witnessing the utter destruction of his proud hundred-thousand-strong elite army. The soldiers with cultivation below the King Realm were dead. Their corpses were still leaking blood from their seven orifices, leaving puddles of gore soaking the earth. The rest, the surviving mid-level officers, rolled on the ground clutching their stomachs and throats. They screamed hoarsely, their bulging veins a sickly purplish-black. Despair had shattered the army's morale.

The clash of steel produced a sickening cracking sound. The rocky ground beneath Lei Tie's feet caved in by two hand-spans. The muscles in the old man's right arm screamed, bearing the absolute weight of the Kuanyin Lieutenant's broadsword pressing down from above. The difference of five cultivation realms—between a King Realm and a Grade 5 Earth Realm—was not just a number. It was a literal abyss of death that physically crushed mortal bones. "A crippled soldier at the King Realm dares to stop me?!" roared the Kuanyin Lieutenant. His eyes burned red with blind fanaticism, while his breath smelled of the metallic poison he was still suppressing in his stomach. "Are you tired of living, old fossil?!" The Lieutenant kicked off the ground, twisting his broadsword with full force to shatter Lei Tie's defense. SLASH! SLASH! Two lightning-fast slashes that exceeded the refl

The battlefield of Heaven's Rift Gorge suddenly fell silent. The remnants of the Kuanyin Empire forces and the Lin Family's Asura Army retreated in unison. They formed a massive circular arena hundreds of yards across. The ground in the center was littered with melting corpses, dented armor, and rocky soil scorched by residual poison.In the middle of that sea of death, two men stood facing each other.Kuanyin Star General Zhou Tai radiated a silver aura so dense that the air around him visibly warped. The Qi pressure of a Grade 2 Sky Realm cultivator was not just spiritually oppressive. It physically compressed the oxygen. At the very front lines, mortal soldiers from both sides were forced to clutch their chests. They gasped for air as if their necks were being choked by invisible hands.Opposite him, Xiao Chen stood with an incredibly relaxed posture. His black servant robes fluttered in the wind, and his white hair covered one of his eyes. He took no defensive stance. There was no

That sky-shattering declaration seemed to freeze time in the Heaven Defying Gorge. "I am not a demon. I AM XIAO CHEN, THE DEMON EMPEROR AND RULER OF THE HOLY WORLD!" The echo of that sentence was not understood by the tens of thousands of mortal soldiers fighting below. But for Zhou Tai, his soul was currently right on the edge of the 9 Hells Flame vortex. That name slammed into his sanity like the scythe of the grim reaper. Even though he was just a creature from a lower dimension, his instincts as a cultivator recognized the terror residing behind the eyes of the white-haired young man in front of him. "N-Nooo...!" Zhou Tai's voice was now just a broken whimper swallowed by the hissing black vortex on his face. The 9 Hells Life Drain Technique activated fully. The energy vortex in Xiao Chen's left palm spun increasingly wild. It created a centrifugal pulling force that literall

The slaughter order had been handed down. For Zhang An and Nay Lin, the words of their young Patriarch were not just permission. They were the keys to unlocking the seals that had restrained their egos as legends in the mortal world for weeks. They no longer needed to hold back or play around as protective shields. Boom! Two comets shot up from above the Lin Family stronghold, splitting the sky of the Heaven Fault Gorge. Zhang An blasted forward at a speed that left a trail of fire in the air. The burly man's body was completely engulfed in searing White Fire. Beside him, Nay Lin floated with deadly elegance. The air around the beautiful woman crystallized, dropping sharp ice crystals that slashed the skin of anyone beneath her. On the ground, the remaining fifty thousand soldiers of the Kuanyin Empire were desperately trying to flee from the Asura Army's massacre and Lei Jingtia