I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

The morning after the handover of power.

Li Zizai did not turn back, but led more than a hundred old brothers who had signed the life-or-death contract and resolutely embarked on the main road leading to the capital of the Great Li Dynasty.

This was no ordinary prison break; it was an extremely high-profile, one-way journey to certain death.

They abandoned their previous guerrilla tactics and began to launch unbridled and proactive attacks.

Li Zizai's goal was extremely clear.

Make a big fuss, so big that even those high and mighty demons can't ignore it.

He specifically selected core transport teams of blood tribute that were escorted by elite armored soldiers of the Great Li Dynasty and accompanied by low-ranking demon slaves.

These caravans were loaded with carefully selected "top-grade blood materials," which were highly valued by the demons as food.

Along the official road, yellow sand filled the sky.

"kill!"

It was accompanied by a deafening roar.

Li Zizai, like a tiger descending from the mountain, was the first to charge into the guard formation of the Great Li Dynasty.

Within just three days, a continuous stream of beacon fires blazed along the official road leading to the capital.

Li Zizai led his men to raid five core blood tribute caravans, rescuing nearly ten thousand mortals, killing over a thousand Dali armored soldiers, and even more than a dozen demon slaves.

The heads of the demon slaves were piled up in an extremely arrogant manner to form a mound of skulls, which was placed at the most conspicuous intersection of the official road.

This unbridled and arrogant act was like a resounding slap in the face of the evil spirit that rules this land.

The livestock in the pen not only chewed through their chains, but even killed the sheepdog, challenging their owner's authority.

This instilled unprecedented rage and shame in those arrogant demons who viewed mortals as pigs and sheep.

Just seven days later.

When Li Zizai's raiding party ambushed the sixth Blood Tribute convoy, they ran into an insurmountable wall.

Above the canyon, the once clear sky suddenly darkened without warning.

A demon in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage personally took action!

Faced with overwhelming strength, Li Zizai's assault team was instantly crushed.

They didn't even have a chance to activate the "Mortal Self-Severance Technique" before being killed by the demon with a single blow.

The leader, Li Zizai, was captured alive.

……

The capital of the Great Li Dynasty.

Inside the dark and chilling underground water dungeon.

Li Zizai was suspended in mid-air by iron chains, his entire body covered in wounds.

The demons' methods of torture are extremely cruel.

They spent three days and three nights trying to pry the location of the main force of the resistance army out of Li Zizai.

But Li Zizai just sneered and remained silent.

"The bones are quite strong."

A demon dressed in a black robe with dark gold trim stood before the rack, coldly staring at the dying Li Zizai.

This is the most powerful demon entrenched in the territory of the Great Li Dynasty, at the late Golden Core stage, named Blood Crossing.

"You think I can't do anything about those web crawlers just because you don't tell me?"

Xue Du snorted coldly.

"For a mere mortal to dare to dream of resistance is utterly ridiculous."

"I will use your life to show all the ants in the world what the consequences of resistance are."

Xue Du turned around and issued a decree to the Foundation Establishment stage subordinates behind him.

"Half a month later, the Nine Netherworld Demon Fire Array was set up in the central square of the capital."

"Place this person under extreme punishment and burn his soul with demonic fire for seven days and seven nights."

"Order the 300,000 troops stationed in the capital to drive all the millions of ordinary people inside and outside the capital to the square."

"I want these pigs and sheep to witness firsthand how their leader, in utter agony, begged for mercy, until not even a trace of his soul remained!"

This is an act of attacking the heart.

The demonic leaders wanted to use the most brutal public executions to completely crush the nascent flame of resistance that had just risen in the hearts of mortals.

But when Li Zizai, who was hanging on the rack, heard this decision...

A horribly cruel smile slowly spread across his blood-stained face.

He succeeded.

With his crippled body, he finally achieved his dream of having a stage where millions of ordinary people could watch him simultaneously.

……

The two weeks passed in the blink of an eye in an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

The central square of the capital of the Great Li Dynasty.

This is a massive, suffocating open-air execution ground.

The square is paved with huge, dark red stones, a color that cannot be washed away by the blood sacrifices of past dynasties.

At this moment, the square and the dozens of main roads extending outwards were packed with millions of ordinary people.

Three hundred thousand fully armed imperial soldiers erected an impenetrable iron curtain around the crowd.

On the high platform.

Nine black bronze pillars, engraved with intricate magical patterns, stand in a ring.

Li Zizai was suspended in the center of nine bronze pillars, his limbs pierced by four thick, barbed iron chains.

His clothes were already tattered rags, and there wasn't an inch of his skin intact.

Dark red blood dripped from his toes onto the stone platform below, which was inscribed with array formations.

On the outside of the bronze pillar.

Dozens of Foundation Establishment stage demons floated in mid-air with cold expressions.

"The time has come."

In mid-air, a late-stage Foundation Establishment demon presiding over the punishment announced in a cold voice.

"Defying destiny and bewitching mortals."

"I hereby bestow upon you the punishment of having your soul burned by the flames of the Nine Netherworlds, as a warning to others!"

There was no unnecessary chatter.

The demon formed a hand seal and pointed sharply at the platform below.

"boom!"

The nine black copper pillars instantly lit up with a blinding blood-red light.

Immediately afterwards, clusters of eerie green flames, still exuding an extremely cold and corrosive aura, rose up from the bottom of the formation with a roar.

This is no ordinary flame.

The Nine Netherworld Demonic Fire is specifically designed to target the soul.

Being burned by this flame will not immediately turn the physical body to ashes, but the soul will suffer extreme pain as if it were being torn to pieces.

Every second felt longer than walking through the eighteenth level of hell.

The demonic fire instantly engulfed Li Zizai's body.

Dozens of demons wore expressions of cruelty and mockery.

They are all waiting.

The mortal leader who dared to challenge the immortal master was waiting to let out a piercing scream in extreme pain.

He awaits to break down, beg for mercy, and wag his tail in front of millions of people.

however.

Ten breaths passed.

Thirty breaths have passed.

The eerie green demonic fire licked Li Zizai's body frantically, scorching his flesh until it was black and shriveled.

But in the center of the platform, all that could be heard was the sound of flames burning.

Dead silence.

Not a single scream was heard.

The demons in mid-air frowned slightly.

"Their bones are tough, though."

The demon presiding over the punishment snorted coldly and changed the hand seals.

"Turn up the heat, let's see how long he can hold out!"

The flames of the demonic fire suddenly rose several meters higher, completely engulfing Li Zizai.

Just when everyone thought Li Zizai had been burned beyond recognition and could no longer make a sound.

Unexpected changes occurred suddenly.

Within the demonic fire.

Li Zizai slowly raised his face, which had been burned beyond recognition.

He didn't scream.

Instead, with terrifying perseverance, at this moment, he used a martial arts secret technique that burned his blood and qi to produce sound.

He gathered the last bit of life force remaining in his body into his chest cavity.

Then, it suddenly opened its mouth.

"The Way of Heaven is dead! Demonic energy runs rampant!"