“Roar to the heavens and earth! Howl!” Jiuli Tower suddenly slammed a fist into its own distended chest and instantly opened its massive maw.

In that split second, an intensely powerful sonic wave erupted from its mouth, hurtling directly toward Long Zimou, who was at the very front. As this roar tore loose, the heavens and earth shifted color; the once relatively clear sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, with arcs of thunder continuously flickering overhead.

The surrounding hills began to fissure, and the very ground throbbed violently, as if an earthquake had struck. Trees and grasses spontaneously burst apart, and even the nearby Minotaurs collapsed onto the ground, clutching their ears with both hands.

This was merely the attack of the residual shockwave. Before Jiuli Tower, the solid void shattered completely, unleashing a torrent of violent spatial energy that was immediately pulverized by the sonic wave.

Long Zimou, who bore the brunt of the impact, was already shimmering with streaks of silver light. Facing this indiscriminate sonic assault, he had only one recourse besides fleeing at full speed like the other great Demon Lords: resistance.

But he was locked in combat with Jiuli Tower; he could dodge, but how could he flee? Wouldn't that diminish the majesty of his Wolf Clan? Yet, in his human form, it was nearly impossible to withstand such a savage onslaught, so he manifested his combat form.

This giant wolf, nine zhang high…

The silver light before him shattered in waves, like countless fragile water bubbles popping at the slightest touch. Silver Xuan patterns began to crisscross his body—a set of peerless armor—but as his form was enveloped by the sonic wave, this supreme armor, which had taken him untold years to acquire, began to disintegrate inch by inch.

Silver blood started to seep from the corners of his mouth, nostrils, ears, and eyes. His massive body was actually driven back repeatedly by the sheer force of the vibration…

After an immeasurable time, Long Zimou’s colossal form had been blasted over a thousand zhang away, carving a long furrow into the earth. His armor was utterly destroyed, his face smeared with silver blood, and his very body was riddled with cracks.

These were fissures opened directly by the shockwave, like fissures marring a statue, as silver blood sprayed continuously. Long Zimou’s expression was one of profound humiliation.

“Hoo…” Jiuli Tower drew a long breath, gazing at Long Zimou, who had been thrown over a thousand zhang away, at the collapsed peaks surrounding them, and at the deep fissures scarring the ground. Yet, there was no hint of triumph in his eyes. Although this move seemed to have gravely wounded Long Zimou, it had failed to annihilate him.

“Awooooo…” Long Zimou seemed immensely provoked, letting out a long howl to the heavens. Ignoring his injuries, his colossal body transformed into a streak of silver lightning and charged forward.

With a sharp swish, he lashed out a paw, instantly scoring a long gash across Jiuli Tower’s abdomen. Jiuli Tower cried out in pain and tried to recoil, but the second and third claws followed close behind.

Jiuli Tower hastily raised its arms to block, but its speed could not match Long Zimou’s. Long Zimou unleashed over a hundred claw strikes; Jiuli Tower managed to fend off fifty, but the remaining fifty all left deep scars upon its form.

At this juncture, Long Zimou suddenly stepped back, and the razor-thin Frost Finger Sword, radiating intense cold, materialized in his hand, expanding into a massive greatsword with the tip aimed directly at Jiuli Tower.

“Die, demon! Blood must be drawn!” Long Zimou bellowed, his sword hand flickering rapidly, unleashing several sword qi projectiles. This was an attack that concentrated nearly all his power; each strike was capable of cleaving a mountain in two. The combined force of such terrifying sword qi spoke volumes of its might.

Jiuli Tower was alarmed, knowing evasion was impossible. It used both arms to shield its head and chest, allowing the sword qi to carve one streak after another across its body.

Just then, Long Zimou lunged forward, closing the distance to Jiuli Tower, and drove his sword straight toward the demon’s heart…

Jiuli Tower flashed aside, attempting to avoid the thrust, but Long Zimou’s other hand slammed down without mercy onto Jiuli Tower’s chest.

With a deafening BOOM, a burst of silver light erupted from Jiuli Tower’s core, bathing the entire sky in blinding radiance. Jiuli Tower’s massive frame was violently thrown backward, crashing heavily into a nearby hill, instantly pulverizing it. A gaping, bloody hole was torn in its chest.

A cry of agony escaped its lips, yet it scrambled back to its feet immediately, for Long Zimou’s assault had already arrived again.

This time, Long Zimou aimed the thin sword at Jiuli Tower’s heart once more. Jiuli Tower flickered aside, evading the strike, and prepared to punch at Long Zimou, only to find Long Zimou extending a single, pale finger.

“Chilling Grasp Finger…”

Instantly, a bone-deep coldness assailed Jiuli Tower, but before it could react, a beam of silver light shot from the fingertip.

This was a strike certain to deal mortal damage, and Jiuli Tower’s heart seized in terror. It desperately twisted aside, but the finger’s speed was phenomenal; it struck its chest almost instantaneously. Its formidable physical body proved as fragile as tofu against this single blow.

A fountain-like spray of blood erupted from Jiuli Tower’s sternum. The nearby Chi Yixiu and the Minotaurs, witnessing this, had their eyes bulge, their pupils instantly turning blood red.

They believed Jiuli Tower had been struck fatally in the heart and was likely beyond saving. Nearly all of them let out frenzied roars. Although half of their elite troops had been taken by Ye Jingyu, a significant number of experts remained, including the three Eighth-Grade Demon Lords.

Seeing their chieftain wounded by the enemy, their eyes burned red as they roared, ready to charge Long Zimou regardless of the consequences.

Even knowing they were no match for Long Zimou, they could not simply stand by and watch their chieftain perish…

However, though they were enraged, Long Zimou remained utterly unconcerned. While the Minotaurs were powerful, what were they compared to the Wolf Clan? Since Jiuli Tower had been insolent and managed to injure him, killing it was the only recourse; why show mercy?

He raised a massive wolf claw, driving it directly toward Jiuli Tower’s heart. Only by completely shattering the heart could the creature be utterly annihilated…

The Minotaurs, including the now-alerted Chi Yixiu, desperately wanted to save Jiuli Tower, willing even to die for him, but they were too far away to intervene in time. It was at this precise moment that a solitary, slender figure materialized directly in front of Jiuli Tower.