After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

Clang!

Before the echo had faded, a sharp, piercing whistle rang out.

Song Ren's face, which was usually as calm as a still pond, was contorted as if he had seen a ghost.

The blade of the "Onimaru Kunitsuna," which was said to be able to cut through flowing water, was pressed firmly against Zhou Ran's back.

No progress can be made.

A hand covered in dark scales, with knuckles as thick as animal claws, gripped the blade from the opposite direction.

No blood was seen.

Zhou Ran bent his left arm back at an odd angle, and that arm seemed to have its own consciousness, precisely and cruelly catching this fatal blow.

"The Sword Saint of Japan?"

Zhou Ran slowly turned around.

Those purplish-gold eyes revealed no emotion, only an indifference as if looking down upon ants.

"Is that all I taught you?"

Click!

His five fingers suddenly closed together.

The famous sword that Song Ren treasured immediately shattered into more than a dozen pieces of iron.

Fragments flew out, leaving streaks of blood on Song Ren's cheeks.

"What?!"

Song Ren was terrified, and his killer instincts, honed over many years, drove his body to react.

Discard the knife.

Forming hand seals.

Bang!

White smoke erupted, and the figure vanished into thin air.

It's that trick again, Shadow Cloak.

"Trying to fool me?"

Zhou Ran stood there, his facial muscles twitching, revealing a hint of mockery.

The purple-gold demonic eyes rotated.

The world in my field of vision is broken down into countless lines.

The refraction of light, the direction of spiritual energy, and even the trajectory of disturbed dust are all clearly visible.

Under the all-seeing magic eye.

So-called invisibility is nothing more than a crude magic trick that uses light and shadow to deceive the retina.

"I've found you."

Zhou Ran raised his ferocious Qilin arm and suddenly probed the seemingly empty air to his left.

It's not about grabbing at thin air.

It looked more like tearing a piece of drawing paper.

Hiss!

The space rippled like water.

Immediately afterwards, a scream rang out.

Song Ren staggered and fell.

Zhou Ran gripped his left shoulder tightly, his five fingers like steel hooks, digging deep into his collarbone.

Blood stained the black samurai's uniform.

"How is that possible...?"

"You can see through the void?!"

Song Ren was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed and his eyes bulged out.

This is a "shadowy canopy" that even thermal imaging cameras cannot detect, and even the divine sense of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to capture!

"Void?"

Zhou Ran felt like he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

With a flick of his arm, he slammed Song Ren to the ground as if discarding trash.

"Don't insult the word 'emptiness'."

"You dare to talk about Taoism?"

"They're just some low-level tricks."

I have witnessed the Moon Emperor's gaze that lasts for ten thousand years, a true "nothingness".

To Zhou Ran, this little trick that uses optics and spiritual energy to distort things was as ridiculous as a child's scribbles.

Not to mention the void.

What is the void compared to the entire virtual interface governed by rules?

"Sect Leader Li!"

Help me!!!

Disregarding his dignity as a strongman, Song Ren rolled on the ground and roared fiercely into the air.

He was afraid.

This is not a fight at all.

This is a one-sided massacre.

midair.

The blood bats, who had been observing, hesitated for a moment upon hearing the sound, instead of immediately swooping down.

Li Cangtian is a cunning old fox.

He saw it clearly: Zhou Ran's grab just now not only broke his invisibility but also ignored his protective aura.

That left hand...

Weird!

But at this moment, there is no way to retreat.

Even if Zhou Ran hadn't died, he might not have been able to escape.

"Let's give it our all!"

Li Cangtian's shrill voice boomed through the night sky.

The swarm of bats suddenly coalesced, transforming into a humanoid blood shadow.

"Blood sacrifice!"

boom!

The blood-red shadow ignited into flames.

Li Cangtian directly sacrificed eighty percent of his original essence blood.

The blood-red body swelled to three zhang tall in the wind, transforming into a blood-red Asura with a blue face and fangs.

He wielded a giant axe formed from filthy blood, stirring up a nauseating stench and a putrid aura of death, before bringing it down upon his head.

at the same time.

A ruthless glint flashed in Song Ren's eyes as he lay on the ground.

He slammed his hand on the ground, his bloodied fingertips forming the final hand seal.

"Ninja Art: Ten Thousand Snake Formation!"

Hiss--

The shadows on the ground came to life.

Countless black venomous snakes emerged from the shadows like a black tide, instantly coiling around Zhou Ran's legs and tightening their grip, attempting to pin him to the spot.

One on one.

One control, one kill.

The coordination between the two Foundation Establishment experts, who were in dire straits, was absolutely flawless.

If Zhang Xuansu were here, he would probably die in an instant.

But what they encountered was Zhou Ran.

It is a monster who, upon entering the Foundation Establishment stage, possesses a Qilin to protect its foundation and is a being of both demon and Buddha nature.

"Well done!"

Zhou Ran did not retreat but advanced.

He laughed wildly, his laughter filled with unbridled arrogance.

boom!

Purple-black demonic flames surged around Zhou Ran.

The black, venomous snakes that were coiled around his legs vaporized the moment they touched the demonic fire, without even having time to scream.

Immediately, his legs bent slightly, and the ground collapsed.

He was like a missile launched into the sky.

Facing the descending, blood-red giant axe.

Punch.

There are no fancy techniques whatsoever.

Only the Qilin Arm possesses pure power.

Boom!

The fist clashed with the giant axe.

There was no stalemate.

The blood-red giant axe, powerful enough to cleave an armored vehicle in two, shattered instantly, as if made of fired glass.

The punch was not finished.

They drove straight in.

puff!

Zhou Ran crashed directly into the chest of the giant blood demon.

It passed right through the body.

bang——

The three-zhang-tall Blood Asura exploded in mid-air, turning into a sky full of tragic blood rain.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

From the void came Li Cangtian's extremely mournful howl.

That blow nearly killed him.

The blood rain writhed and struggled, trying to reform and escape.

"Still trying to run?"

Zhou Ran stood in the void, his body covered in blood, like a demon god.

Looking down at the blood essence trying to escape, he licked the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly opened his mouth, and the Yin-Yang Technique circulated within his body.

Take a deep breath.

call--

Like a whale sucking in water.

The foul-smelling, malevolent rain of blood was drawn in by a terrifying suction force, transforming into a red tornado that surged into Zhou Ran's mouth.

Within his dantian, the purple-gold lotus platform trembled and roared.

The black demonic fire instantly refined the mixed essence blood, turning it into the purest nutrients to replenish the spiritual energy Zhou Ran had consumed during his journey.

Gudong.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the last breath of blood.

Her previously pale complexion immediately became rosy.

Zhou Ran let out a burp, exhaling a breath of hot air that smelled of blood.

The scene was deathly silent.

The Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain who were cleaning up the battlefield below were dumbfounded, and their long swords almost fell to the ground.

Swallowing semen raw?

Who exactly is the villain?

"devil……

You are the devil!!!

With only a remnant of his soul remaining, Li Cangtian completely collapsed.

This is hardly the work of a cultivator.

This is clearly an ancient evil spirit recorded in ancient texts!

Even he, the leader of this heretical sect, wouldn't dare to devour it so raw.

Zhou Ran's body fell.

With a loud thud, it landed in front of Song Ren.

At this moment, Song Ren had lost the will to resist.

As Zhou Ran approached step by step, it was as if one could see Death wielding his scythe.

"Zhou...Zhou-san..."

Song Ren was in tears, and he moved backward using both his hands and feet.

There's an old saying among you: "No fight, no friendship..."

We can talk...

I have money...

I am from the Song family…

Zhou Ran lifted his foot expressionlessly.

Click!

He stomped on Song Ren's shinbone and broke it.

"ah!!!"

The scream had barely begun when Zhou Ran kicked him in the chin, shattering his teeth and silencing him abruptly.

Zhou Ran squatted down, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up like a dead dog.

Those purple-gold demonic eyes stared intently at Song Ren's terrified eyes.

"No...don't kill me..."

Song Ren's mouth was full of blood, and he begged for mercy incoherently.

"I know……

The password bomb upstairs

...Only I can...

Zhou Ran's fingers paused.

He narrowed his eyes, his demonic gaze piercing through dozens of floors.

Top floor conference room.

The three women were tied to chairs.

Beneath their chairs, red countdown numbers were rapidly ticking.

Five minutes to go.

"Threatening me?"

Bang!

He punched Song Ren in the stomach.

The Qi Sea collapsed.

All his cultivation has been wasted.

Song Ren's eyes bulged out, and he was drained of even the strength to scream.

"I'm sparing your life not because I'm afraid of bombs."

"I want you to witness the destruction of the Song family."