The Brilliant Fighting Master

Jiang Chen reached deep into the Demon Mountain after exerting the Great Method of Void.

Zhang Tian pressed on, but he was surprised by the complicated terrain of this underground area. It was a very weird labyrinth. He’d lost track of Jiang Chen immediately. And he didn’t even have a clue which way to go.

Although he’d captured a little bit of Jiang Chen’s energy and knew the general direction where he’d gone, all he could see were stone walls in front of him.

Gnashing his teeth, Zhang Tian dashed around with his sword out to protect himself. The stone walls and the mountain itself were soft like tofu, and couldn’t resist him at all.

Disturbances kept coming from the entire mountain. Landslides and tumbling rocks kept happening. If things went on like this, the mountain would just collapse. If only it had been an ordinary mountain…

The big disturbances that Zhang Tian had initiated pissed off some dreadful creature very soon. A sticky red tentacle moved over to attack him.

“What the h*ll!” Zhang Tian was startled. He hurried to exert his best defense immediately.

Despite this, the tentacle still broke his defenses with ease and pushed him hard against the stone wall. The tentacle itself was not hard. But because of the collision, the surface of the tentacle was badly damaged.

The strike was even faster than electricity. It gave the enemy no opportunity to dodge at all.

“Immortal Demon Body!”

The General Demon had never thought about dodging. He stood there, letting the sword strike him.

An amazing thing happened. The unique theurgy didn’t leave any wound on his body!

“Oh?” Xiao Nuo appeared thousands of miles away after the strike. She was shocked when she’d found that she hadn’t injured the General Demon.

Not only she, but also other Venerable Sovereigns who attacked the General Demon later, none of them could injure him.

He seemed to have switched on some invincible status. His defense was terrifyingly strong.

“Keep attacking him! This status of his must be drastically consuming his energy!”

The Venerable Sovereigns didn’t give up. As strong as they were, they understood one thing: everything follows some rule.

Everything in the world consumes. The stronger a unique theurgy was, the more energy it would need.

The General Demon had managed to stay unhurt, so the resulting energy consumption must be huge too.

However, some meticulous people found the General Demon looked extremely relaxed and not looking like his energy was being consumed drastically at all.

“It’s the Demon Fetus. It’s the Demon Fetus that is providing him with endless energy,” someone shouted with fear after tumbling to the fact.

If it was really the Demon Fetus, it meant the General Demon hadn’t consumed anything.

Fortunately, they realized that the General Demon couldn’t stay far away from the Demon City.

“Kill all of his men!”

They decided they were going to kill all of his subordinates and those from the Nether World School.

By the time they were all dead, the General Demon would have to deal with everything alone.

“Do you really think we from the Nether World School would send our elites who we spent hundreds of years training to a battle where we have such a disadvantage?”

The Shadow Yama from the Nether World School taunted them as a big battle was on the verge of breaking out.

“The Great Sovereign of your Nether World School was already killed by the Dragon Emperor. The Nether World School will become history from today on,” someone shouted in a cold voice.

“Ha, ha, ha, after today, the Nether World School will only exist in eternity.”

The Shadow Yama burst out laughing. He was a little tired after fighting so many consecutive battles. His voice was a little bit hoarse, but the crazy light in his eyes was fervent.

“Why were we willing to be Blood Slaves? Because Blood Slaves are immortal.”

“And why is being immortal good? Because that gives us endless time. I think Lord Long Xing from the Sovereign Soul Palace should know this better than anyone else, shouldn’t you?” said the Shadow Yama.

“So what?” Long Xing said unhappily.

“So, on what basis do you think we Blood Slaves only established one Nether World School?”

The allied forces paled at his question.