Though the pain was beyond description, Ye Youyuan made no resistance at all. Perhaps he knew resistance was useless. Amid the swirling Killing Intent, Bone-Eroding twisted his features as his flesh and bones rapidly melted away, turning his entire body into a bloody, terrifying mass.
Not long after his screams ceased, Ye Youyuan was completely refined, transformed into a huge sphere of blood. Sanye the Demon Lord held the blood sphere blazing with red light in one palm, his entire body trembling uncontrollably. Tears glimmered in his half-closed tiger eyes. No one saw that this figure who had once commanded the winds and clouds across the Three Realms would have a day when he wept.
He suddenly raised the blood sphere overhead with one hand. The scarlet cape behind him immediately billowed wildly, as though it were about to spread its wings and fly. The blood sphere instantly divided into seventy-two clusters of red light and shot in every direction, each entering the mouth of one of the seventy-two beast-head statues. Blood-red light immediately pulsed from those seventy-two fanged maws, as if they had come alive.
In the distance, a vast mass of figures swept rapidly through the air. They were all elite Devil Path forces ordered to retreat. Sanye the Demon Lord, surrounded by seventy-two beast statues in the Devil Palace plaza, caught everyone's attention, but they merely cast him a hurried glance before whistling past...
The army led by Wu Feng did not pursue their victory. The towering Devil Palace beneath the distant blood clouds was already faintly visible. They did not have the courage to confront Sanye the Demon Lord head-on. Otherwise, with a group of God-tier experts joining forces, they would have long since broken through the Devil Path elites' defenses.
Countless gazes from the Three