Chapter 134: Slaying

Divine Level Initial Stage! The man’s ultimate energy level remained at the Divine Level Initial Stage. His entire being radiated an overwhelming force, terrifying and fierce, with a grotesque expression, seemingly enduring extreme pain! At the Divine Level Initial Stage, Rod felt slightly relieved. It seemed that the reversal of demonic energy led to fewer improvements for those with greater strength—after all, if those at the higher stages of the Divine Level could improve even more, they would become invincible!

Fortunately, his growth stopped at the Divine Level Initial Stage; otherwise, things would have been troublesome. Although he was strong at this level, it was obvious to anyone that the power he possessed wasn’t his own—it was completely different from the strength he had cultivated through hard work. He couldn’t control it properly, otherwise he wouldn’t have shown such an overwhelming aura. It was merely superficial; his actual controllable power was likely no more than level eight. Rod, who could even compete with quasi-divine warriors, wasn’t afraid of this guy at all.

Slightly relaxed, he looked ahead. The man before him gave off a terrifying aura. His messy black hair fluttered in the wind behind him, veins bulged on his face, and his eyes were bloodshot. Under the dark night sky, he resembled a demon god, surrounded by dark combat energy that seeped out from his body like a tangible force—only wasting his internal energy.

Rod felt as though this guy had become like a demon with three heads and six arms, full of ferocity. Perhaps this was the effect of the immense demonic energy!

Seemingly sensing Rod’s gaze, the man turned to look at him, his eyes filled with coldness. Gasping for breath, he suppressed the surge within his body and smirked devilishly, “Heh, you… will die today!”

“Hmph, don’t boast. Today, whether you’re a god or a demon, even if you’re a lofty god, I’ll drag you down to earth and make you perish here. If you’re a demon, I’ll pull you out of hell and prevent you from being reborn forever!” With a cold expression, Rod’s heart brimmed with courage. It felt as though he was the only one in the world, fearless. In that moment, he entered a terrifying state of emptiness, where his combat energy surged uncontrollably, seemingly drawn by the opponent’s demonic energy, growing faster and faster, unleashing all his essence.

With a roar, darkness and fire elements gathered wildly around him, forming a massive set of armor in mere moments.

The Qi true form condensed into a Qi battle armor, which appeared at this moment—black and red in color, emitting a strange dark red hue as if it could drip blood, utterly majestic!
Boom… Before the two could even act, changes occurred on the other side. Fen Tian dived headfirst at the young man on the ground, giving him no chance to retaliate, and intervened in the stalemate between the young man and Lucy.
With a thunderous impact, the spot where the young man had stood was instantly destroyed, leaving only blood and chaos. The young man was crushed into flesh pulp and lay lifeless on the ground.
Without his counterforce, the already somewhat illusory Fire Phoenix in the sky rushed at Fen Tian, who remained in place. Seeing victory within reach, Lucy finally collapsed to the ground, spitting out dark red blood, her face pale. The out-of-control Fire Phoenix continued to plunge downward on its own.
“Get out of the way!” Rod shouted at Fen Tian, eyes wide. Although this spell had cost a lot of energy, it was still extremely difficult for Fen Tian to withstand!
Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Fen Tian ignored Rod’s call completely, staying put as the Fire Phoenix descended, even showing a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Suddenly, the Fire Phoenix struck Fen Tian. There was no explosive sound, no screams, and no expected scene. Instead, a more bizarre sight unfolded: as the Fire Phoenix landed on Fen Tian, the two began to entangle. Fen Tian let out an excited roar, while the Fire Phoenix seemed to be in extreme pain, which was truly astonishing. The Fire Phoenix gradually disappeared, its energy completely absorbed by Fen Tian without any leakage.
Swallowing hard, Rod could believe it—was this the magical defense of a divine dragon? It could ignore spells at the forbidden curse level and absorb them as nourishment? After absorption, Fen Tian roared triumphantly to the sky, his aura seeming even stronger.
Not only Rod but also Lucy, who was collapsed on the ground, the middle-aged man who could strike at any moment, the two dragon clan members—one from the Black Phoenix clan and another mysterious man in black—all stared in disbelief, their eyes wide open.
Two words spread through their minds simultaneously—perverted.

“Careless!” Before Rod could think carefully, his expression darkened as he roared in anger. In this state of emptiness, his six senses surged several times over, allowing him to clearly sense every movement around him, even the flow of elements in the vicinity. The energy lost in previous battles was recovering at a terrifying speed. Suddenly, taking advantage of everyone’s distraction, the man across from him launched an attack, swinging his sword repeatedly toward Rod with a terrifying blade aura that burned his face.

As soon as the words left his mouth, his figure vanished from its spot, sliding sideways two meters like a ghost to avoid the deadly strike. Then, with a twist of his wrist, the Dark Dragon spun around his palm, releasing a burst of black light as he thrust the sword forcefully to the side.

Ding… The attack was blocked by the opponent’s sword, and immediately a fierce battle ensued. Both pushed their speeds to the limit, but Rod still had a slight advantage, tightly pressing down on the middle-aged man.

Rod’s figure moved continuously, leaving behind trails of afterimages, and each collision generated a terrifying shockwave. The barren hills were now ruined and covered in craters.

Fen Tian guarded Lucy closely. Having eaten his fill, he was relaxed and happy. He wasn’t worried about Rod’s battle at all. Having seen so many things and encountered so many enemies in the void space, which one hadn’t faced this guy’s strength? Even if Rod wasn’t strong enough, he had survived anyway, so Fen Tian naturally wasn’t concerned and had full confidence in him.

He even felt that the man was nothing to worry about—just a paper tiger who lost all his strength the moment faced with reality. And that reality was time. Within a quarter of an hour, the man would surely be defeated. Despite pretending to be evenly matched now, he had already suffered many hidden losses.

On the other side, Lucy was anxious, staring intently at the battlefield, fearing anything might happen to Rod. All her hopes rested on him. If he lost, they would both be doomed, and she didn’t want to see him fail. Yet even though she strained her eyes, she still couldn’t see clearly—their speeds were too fast, leaving her only with afterimages and sensations of powerful energy.

Boom… A loud roar echoed as both figures appeared in front of Lucy. Rod and the man simultaneously swung their swords at the ground, causing the entire hill to shake. A crack quickly spread from beneath their feet, heading toward each other.

Two streams of energy converged at the center point and erupted instantly, sending dirt and stones flying into the air. A large pit, ten square meters in size and three to four meters deep, suddenly appeared—utterly terrifying!

Panting heavily, Rod stood frozen in place, his expression grim. He could sense it—the chance for victory was approaching. His opponent’s strength was waning, and he had taken the upper hand. All that was needed now was the decisive strike, and that moment had arrived!

The man across from him was pale as death, filled with anguish and fury. Even after reversing his demonic energy, he still couldn’t resist his opponent—this was no match at all. He refused to accept it, unable to understand how this seemingly unremarkable guy could defeat him. How could someone with only early-stage quasi-divine strength compete evenly with him after he had reversed his demonic energy, not to mention possess such terrifying speed?

Had the demons become this powerful? He didn’t believe it! What angered him even more was that it seemed his opponent anticipated every move he made, seizing key moments before he could act to suppress his attacks, preventing him from fully utilizing his skills. It felt as though he was trapped and hindered!

“You… can die now!” Rod sneered coldly as he watched the man, his internal fighting spirit surging violently.

“Dragon Roar!” A thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth. His figure flickered repeatedly, each flash adding more forms, advancing with unstoppable force.

In an instant, sixteen figures surrounded the opponent, attacking from all sides!

Feeling Rod’s attacks, the man’s eyes filled with panic. He had seen this move before—a mid-stage quasi-divine warrior had been killed instantly by it. And now, here was another such attack, seemingly even more powerful than before!

His pupils contracted as he widened his eyes, momentarily unable to react. Inside this barrage of sword attacks, he could only sense the overwhelming sword energy and terrifying presence. He couldn’t tell which of the numerous figures around him was the real opponent, leaving him at a loss as to what to do!

With a dull thud, intense pain pierced the man’s consciousness. Looking down, he saw that his chest had been pierced at some point earlier; a dark sword was pulled out, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Turning his head, he saw the young man standing right behind him, holding a black sword with a faint smile on his face.

“No… it’s impossible…” Resentment filled the man’s mind at that moment. How could he have been killed without even seeing his opponent? How could he have no chance to fight back? He truly couldn’t accept it!
“Ah…” Feeling his life force rapidly fading, he screamed loudly, his roar echoing like thunder across the sky.
Hahaha… Then came wild laughter, tinged with sadness and desolation, enough to make listeners cry. Suddenly, the sound stopped. Turning to look at Rod, a trickle of blood appeared at the man’s lips. “You… you won. Heh, you won!” With each word, his eyes grew dimmer. As soon as he finished speaking, his body collapsed forward, lifeless upon hitting the ground. As he fell, strange demonic energy could be clearly seen pouring out of his body. It seemed to find its source and, before Rod could react, rushed into his body, leaving him no chance to defend himself. It was thanks to this demonic energy that the man had been able to stand for a moment after the fatal blow. Now dead, the energy chose Rod’s body as its new host.