Red Wind had been entirely dominant until suddenly sensing a chill creeping up his back. Daring not to turn and meet the attack, he merely side-stepped, but Ye Jingyu’s blade light seemed to possess eyes, tracking him relentlessly.

Meanwhile, Liang Xiaoke, who had moments before been completely suppressed with no ability to fight back, seemed to have swallowed a potent tonic; the force behind his punch was now several times greater than before.

More crucially, the enormous spectral shadow behind him, though lacking physical strength, exuded an aura that made even Red Wind’s heart palpitate.

Faced with this situation, Red Wind felt an almost uncontrollable urge to curse his fate. He was, after all, one of the Ten Great Demon Lords under His Majesty Augus Tine, having swept through the Demon Realm for so many years. When had he ever faced such a miserable predicament?

His demonic energy surged within him, yet it was suppressed by the grand formation, reducing him to at most ninety percent of his usual power. This was only manageable because his cultivation had reached the peak of the Ninth Grade, allowing him to resist the array’s full suppression.

The Wolf Fang Moon flashed, slashing toward Liang Xiaoke’s fist, while Red Wind’s body spun, lunging toward Liang Xiaoke. His current assessment was that this individual was the weakest link, and breaking through had to start here!

"Heh heh…" Just as Red Wind thought he could easily shatter Liang Xiaoke's defense, he noticed a bizarre smile spreading across Liang Xiaoke’s lips. Black scales suddenly erupted across his body, and his hands were instantly covered in them. His fists transformed into claws, seizing Red Wind’s Wolf Fang Moon.

With a sharp hiss, the razor-sharp Wolf Fang Moon scored deep gashes on Liang Xiaoke’s claws, but Liang Xiaoke endured the searing pain, locking his grip onto Red Wind’s wrist.

At this moment, Ye Jingyu’s Heaven Venerate Blade materialized behind Red Wind. A cold sweat instantly broke out along Red Wind’s spine. He wrenched his body, narrowly dodging the fatal strike, but his entire left arm was wrenched clean off, spraying silver blood. The massive spectral shadow, like a lustful specter catching sight of a great beauty, dove forward instantly.

The vital essence of a Ninth Grade Demon Lord—what a feast! Hadn’t they just seen several huge phantom figures squatting on the ground, devouring the mangled remains of Long Zimou? That single arm alone must contain at least a tenth of Red Wind’s strength!

With a single gulp, the shadow entity swallowed the entire arm. Ye Jingyu and the others could actually see the arm dissolve into pure power, becoming part of the phantom. Vaguely, the shadow seemed to sharpen and solidify.

Seeing his limb devoured in one bite, horror flared in Red Wind’s eyes. There was no chance of reattaching it now—that represented years of arduous cultivation!

No longer daring to linger in battle, he turned to flee, but a massive black seal instantly materialized above his head. Although the Heaven Overturning Seal was not fully repaired and could not unleash its peak power, smashing a Ninth Grade Demon Lord was still effortless for it.

Red Wind was focused solely on escape and failed to notice the Heaven Overturning Seal concealed within the black mist. It descended, smashing his skull, nearly shattering him entirely.

Liang Xiaoke lunged forward, two long fangs extending from his lips, aiming directly for Red Wind’s neck…

"Ah…" Though a bloody hole marred Red Wind’s head, he did not die immediately. Now, with his neck clamped by Liang Xiaoke, his life essence was continuously siphoned away, and he let out a cry of agony. His remaining fist clenched tight and smashed down toward Liang Xiaoke’s abdomen.

That immense force slammed into Liang Xiaoke’s belly, sending him flying back, but his power had diminished by a layer. Ye Jingyu’s body flashed forward once more, raising the Eastern Emperor Bell high and bringing it crashing down mercilessly…

Red Wind struggled to raise his arm in defense, but against the Eastern Emperor Bell, his limb felt like tofu. His already wounded head, bearing a massive cavity, was now smashed to smithereens, spraying brain matter everywhere.

The formidable vitality of the Demon Race was displayed starkly in that moment; even with his head pulverized, his body desperately tried to writhe, attempting to escape.

But Ye Jingyu pointed a single finger, releasing a streak of golden light that pierced directly through Red Wind’s heart. A silver arrow of blood spurted forth from his chest.

"Waaah waaah, don't waste it…" Upon seeing the fountain-like spray of blood, Liang Xiaoke immediately pounced, opening his massive maw to intercept the arterial spray, greedily gulping the essence down in huge draughts.

This was the vital essence of a Ninth Grade Demon Lord—the ultimate tonic for him. There was no way he would let any of it go to waste.

The huge spectral shadow also spotted the continuously spurting essence and prepared to leap forward to compete with Liang Xiaoke, but Ye Jingyu exerted timely control over it.

With a roar of unwillingness, the massive shadow turned and dove toward the other Demon Lords. At that moment, under the combined assault of Wu Yuan, Wu Hui, and Wu Qing, Fen Zhu had already been gravely wounded, completely stripped of any ability to flee. At least three enormous phantom figures were darting around her, periodically sucking up every drop of blood she expelled.

These phantoms lacked the fortune of the fiery-red shadow; encountering a Fire Spirit Pearl matching their own attribute, they could only continuously devour vital essence to hasten their own materialization. Thus, their competition for it was fiercer than that of men who hadn't eaten for days.

As for Lan Yue, he had managed to resist Yue Hen’s assault when Ye Jingyu manifested the Twelve Heavenly Witches Extinction Array, but when the demonic energy erupted across the sky, his power was suppressed. He was struck twice in succession by Yue Hen’s arrows—those two blows proving fatal. Four huge phantom figures swarmed him, constantly enveloping him. Although these shadows possessed little actual offensive capability, the aura they emitted was enough to destabilize Lan Yue.

Coupled with Yue Hen’s continuous attacks, he was utterly driven into a disadvantage.

Ye Jingyu ignored the feasting Liang Xiaoke and flashed to Lan Yue’s side. Facing Lan Yue, who now bore several fresh holes in his body, the Heaven Venerate Blade struck straight down.

Exhausted from the relentless assault, Lan Yue could not possibly parry such a powerful blow. He didn't even have time to raise his Sirius Sword before the blade cleaved through him. His blood sprayed out, drawing the four phantom figures who immediately rushed in to begin their frantic scramble…

Seeing Lan Yue fall, the Fen Zhu, who was besieged by Wu Yuan, Wu Hui, and Wu Qing, suddenly had her eyes blaze with pink light. At that instant, the clothes on her body slipped away, revealing a form of absolute perfection to everyone present…

(This chapter is an extra 2,000 words added for the Golden Brick reward. Star is working hard on saving drafts and there will definitely be an explosion of content this week, rest assured!)

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