In the eleventh hour, the number of Demon God Blood had reached eight thousand, and the Heavenly Fiend Battle Qi had been activated more than five hundred times.

In the eleventh and a half hours, the number of Demon God Blood reached ten thousand, and the Heavenly Fiend Battle Qi was activated more than seven hundred times.

In the end, Jiang Yuan's vision was obscured by a thick layer of blood scabs. Even activating his Twin Eyes could not change the outcome. The immense resentment had turned him into a creature that was neither human nor ghost.

"Killing Intent Value Exceeds Ten Million, Demon Blood Elf Evolves into Demonic True Soul!"

"Demonic Soul: Entering a demonic state, all damage is doubled, and sanity and mental strength will gradually decrease during demonic transformation."

"Ragnarok is undergoing its first charge!"

The warning from the Grim Reaper was like the last straw that broke the camel's back for the Heart-Nourishing Technique. Jiang Yuan lost control, and pure killing intent permeated every corner of his soul.

"Ning Yanlan!"

"Liu Zhaodi!"

Despite losing consciousness, Jiang Yuan firmly remembered his inner beliefs. The next second, he spread his divine wings and flew towards the Northern City Alliance.

The tip of the Divine Wings has gradually changed from pure gold to dark gold. The Demonic Soul has not even spared Jiang Yuan's racial talent. If this continues, there will only be one outcome for Jiang Yuan!

That's demonization!

Within the Northern City Alliance, everyone felt incredibly oppressed, because the break between Ning Yanlan and Jiang Yuan was the first thing to impact their alliance.

"Grandpa, what exactly is Ning Yanlan's identity? Why can she bypass you and directly control the Northern City Allied Army? Moreover, the Crimson Blood Army, which has been silent all along, is also under her command!" Shangguan Ya asked anxiously.

"well!"

The elder sighed and simply said, "You don't need to worry about these things. Anyway, from now on, neither of us should interfere in any affairs in Nancheng. Just let things develop naturally!"

“But it’s the Apostle!” Shangguan Ya paused after speaking, then said worriedly, “You know how powerful the Apostle is. He’s a madman, and he’ll come after us for people sooner or later!”

"Don't worry, the Prophet broke through the spiritual barrier with 9,999 points, ranking first on the battlefield. She will handle it!" the elder waved his hand and said.

"That's not right. Ning Yanlan broke through to the top first, but Jiang Yuan broke through later without using any eternal divine power, and he also squeezed into the top spot. Jiang Yuan is clearly stronger!" Shangguan Ya muttered.

"Don't discuss the Prophet's affairs. We just need to do our own jobs!" the elder said with a heavy heart. He was one of the few people who knew Ning Yanlan's identity. It wasn't just the Prophet; tracing back to her origins, her background was terrifyingly powerful.

"well!"

Unbeknownst to the two, a ghostly figure had already infiltrated the Northern City Alliance.

"Are they here?"

In the ordinary room, Ning Yanlan put down the book in her hand and stared straight at the door.

Click, the doorknob was turned, and with it came a strong, almost tangible, smell of blood.

“Not bad, you’ve gathered ten thousand pieces of demon god blood in such a short time. I didn’t misjudge you!” Ning Yanlan said calmly. After her change of status, she exuded elegance and nobility, revealing her innate superior aura.

"Ning Yanlan!"

Jiang Yuan rushed forward, smashing the tables and chairs in the room to pieces. He then grabbed Ning Yanlan by the neck, but Ning Yanlan remained unmoved, simply looking at him calmly.

"What exactly do you mean?" Jiang Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, his aura of blood was extremely pungent, and his killing intent was also swirling around him like a mist.

"My Lord Prophet, what has happened?"

The sound of tables and chairs being smashed was noticed by the Allied forces in the North City, and several patrol teams rushed over in an instant.

"Get out!" Ning Yanlan's expression changed and she shouted sharply.

"But the prophet is great..."

"Get out of here! I don't want to say it a third time!" As Ning Yanlan spoke, the air turned icy cold, and frost began to condense nearby.

"Yes, sir!"

"Get out of here!"

The patrol's footsteps faded into the distance until they finally disappeared completely.

“I’ve taken the Demon God’s Blood. You love Liu Zhaodi very much!” Ning Yanlan’s gaze fell on Jiang Yuan. She had sensed it when Jiang Yuan condensed ten thousand pieces of Demon God’s Blood, and she took all of the Demon God’s Blood through her shared personal space.

Jiang Yuan, who was already unable to suppress the murderous intent in his heart, roared upon hearing this, "Ning Yanlan, don't I love you?"

Ning Yanlan looked at Jiang Yuan in silence. After a few minutes of silent confrontation, she said, "I'm sorry, you've loved the wrong person!"

With a ripping sound, Ning Yanlan's white robe was torn to shreds, and Jiang Yuan grabbed her with one hand and used the other to tear off the only clothes she was wearing.

"If you feel satisfied, then come on!"

Ning Yanlan closed her eyes; only her trembling eyelashes could tell what she was feeling at that moment.