Wu Guiren was very happy because this time he had killed a true demon, not a humanoid hero.
"Does he really think I'm still the same old man I used to be?"
You charged forward, but your speed only remained slightly above the peak of the third realm.
[Try a sneaky trick to lower his guard.]
[There aren't many of the three realms left in the Azure Domain, and even fewer who can enter and exit the battlefield of ten thousand races. Furthermore, given that you've entered and exited in the last few decades and belong to the human race, having seen you across the vast area of the three realms… all these limitations mean that Wu Guiren has no reason to know your true strength!]
He doesn't even have that source of information!
[Your current stats are comparable to almost half of a newly promoted Supreme Being, not just because you achieved over fifty times the peak combat power of the Third Realm with nearly thirty times the essence and twice the composite demonic body.]
[And over the years, the pseudo-king-level demonic blood that has fallen from the battlefield of all races has been piled up to achieve "double sublimation" for you!]
[These two advancements have increased your strength by over 70% on top of your original level, making you now possess an extremely terrifying peak third-realm combat power, a hundred times greater than before!]
You've bridged more than half the chasm between those of supreme beings and those below them!
Wu Guiren shook his head dismissively, a thick barrier of Yuan energy covering his body.
A small, golden camera was flashing on his shoulder.
Ordinary martial artists use the detached parts of the Golden Spirit as cameras, but he's different; he uses the Golden Spirit itself directly.
Wu Guiren did not retaliate; he wanted to record this scene—the moment when the ferocious demon race took the initiative to attack the human race.
[Then we will bring you to justice and reveal your true identity before all of humanity—that seemingly diligent and hardworking hero, Yun Shou, who has been transporting supplies for hundreds of years.]
As for the video of you being corrupted, we're not in a hurry to release it. It's inexplicable why, even though we locked you up properly, the lock was so flimsy.
[Since you were implanted with the Demon Egg, there are still a few Supreme Beings and Overlords who have survived to this day. If public opinion turns to the narrative that "human heroes were oppressed and, out of desperation, turned to demonic possession," that would be disastrous.]
Because his previous strength was intact, he became somewhat arrogant and slightly offended other supreme beings. If those supreme beings used this to damage his reputation and diminish his fortune, that would be disastrous.
You have arrived before him.
Wu Guiren remained calm and composed.
[And then you suddenly accelerated!]
At this moment, your demonic blood surges, and you launch a desperate, continuous attack, pushing your strength to its limit, charging forward without regard for the cost!
[Complete? Two Sublimations? Demon Nine? Overlord Break!]
[Click—]
The heavy elemental barrier cracked and sputtered, and cracks on its surface appeared in lightning-like shapes, spreading rapidly as if by lightning itself!
Wu Guiren's expression shifted slightly, and the second layer of Yuan Power barrier began to form...
Too late!
[With a crisp shattering sound, your claws, longer than a section of his forearm, slashed fiercely across his upper torso!]
Five gruesome bloody welts appeared on his upper body!
[Only the clanging of metal could be heard from his chest and abdomen, sharp and piercing. His clothes slipped down, revealing a supreme-level demonic blood inner armor, from which you scraped off only a few fragments.]
But blood was gushing from his neck, his face, and his forehead!
[The wounds on his neck and forehead were only peripheral, totaling no more than two inches in length. The truly terrifying thing was the claw that sliced across his face, severing his nose and cutting from his cheek to the corner of his right eye!]
Humans are inherently less physically robust than demons.
"Your face is ruined!" you yelled, jumping around like a monkey.
[Wu Guiren's face burned with excruciating pain. Disbelief flashed in his eyes, followed by rage—the rage of an ant biting him instead of him!]
[The Supreme True Essence no longer forms a defensive screen, but transforms into a sky-piercing cannon, unleashing a beam of extreme Yuan Power capable of annihilating an area within a hundred miles!]
[You didn't dodge or evade, yet the flesh and bones in your demonic body's waist and abdomen were blasted apart, causing you to grimace in pain. This martial arts expert was far stronger than someone who had just entered the Supreme Realm, leaving a large hole in your waist and abdomen.]
He chooses to attack, you choose to take the hit and counterattack!
[The other demonic claw clenched into a fist, the sharp points belonging to the Thorn Demon standing upright between its fingers, and the fist, comparable in size to a human torso, slammed down!]
[The martial arts master was slammed to the ground by a heavy punch, his exposed body riddled with fine, bloody pits, even his left eye was smashed open!]
Demonic blood was injected from the tip of his fist, corroding and polluting his flesh!
Wu Guiren covered his face, unable to believe that such a fierce and valiant demon existed, willing to risk his life to bite back!
He watched your mangled body fall to the ground, and for the first time, he felt utterly powerless.
"Mad dog!" Wu Guiren cursed angrily.
He then decided to suppress the corrosive effects of the demonic blood before gradually healing his injuries.
[Until your fallen remains raise the middle finger to him and choose to return.]
[Let's go back ten seconds.]
[Wu Guiren remained calm. He had already used his Yuan Power to seal the entrance to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races behind you after you emerged, and had even added a Supreme-level barrier to his body.]
[He never even considered the possibility that you could advance to the fourth realm pseudo-king level after only a few decades since you entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.]
Even now, as you charge towards him at the speed of a typical peak-stage third realm cultivator, Wu Guiren remains calm and composed.
"A mere third-realm demon can at most leave a few claw marks on my barrier."
Then, countless bloody craters, claw marks piercing his face, and a mangled eye appeared—all of it!
The inexplicable injury, coupled with the sudden loss of Yuan energy, caused Wu Guiren's condition to become unstable. You seized the opportunity, breaking through the protective barrier once again. Your six- or seven-zhang-tall demonic body tumbled and rolled in the air like acrobats, dodging the entanglement of Yuan energy lines.
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