The blood moon hung high overhead, appearing and disappearing behind the clouds as it draped the battered Iron Cloud City in an eerie crimson glow.
Amid the broken walls and rubble, Old Mo and Old Liu struggled out of the ruins, covered in dust and looking utterly disheveled.
"Ptooey, ptooey! Damn it... When immortals fight, ordinary folks suffer!"
Spitting dust from his mouth, Old Mo looked up at the night sky, his eyes filled with shock and terror.
A young man in black stood in midair, controlling a ferocious, headless Flood Dragon as it faced off against a gigantic monster stitched together from countless chunks of corpses.
Before, Old Mo had only known that his savior was powerful. He had never dreamed this man could be so absurdly strong!
He could even control a Sea Spirit Realm demon servant with ease. Just how terrifying must his own cultivation be?
"This young master... could he be a Spirit Sea Venerable? Old Liu, we were actually saved by a Spirit Sea Venerable himself?"
Old Mo's voice trembled. He was both frightened and excited.
"Don't be stupid!"
Old Liu rolled his eyes and dragged his companion away at a run.
"Let's get out of here! If we don't put some distance between us and this fight, we'll both be shaken to death by the shockwaves!"
Before he had even finished speaking, another deafening dragon's roar tore through the night sky, as if the whole world trembled beneath its fury.
The enormous headless Flood Dragon circled through the night sky, its black scales reflecting a cold gleam in the moonlight. Black smoke billowed from its neck, making it all the more uncanny and terrifying.
It suddenly plunged down, straight toward the Corpse Demon monster, which was baring its claws and fangs on the ground!
The monster refused to back down. Countless pale, handlike appendages whipped wildly from its body, shooting toward the Flood Dragon like a dense rain of missiles.
Each tentacle packed terrifying force, enough to pierce the defenses of an Innate Realm demon with ease.
Yet when they slammed into the Flood Dragon's pitch-black scales, they only stirred ripples, leaving not even a scratch.
"Roar—"
The headless Ink Flood Dragon let out a furious roar and lunged forward, its massive body tangling with the monster.
The earth shook, and the sun and moon lost their light.
Two behemoths, each nearly a hundred zhang long, fought savagely through the city. Buildings collapsed and streets split apart wherever they went, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
Both monsters had hides as tough as iron. Neither could do much to the other, while the shockwaves from their battle reduced the surrounding buildings to rubble.
In less than half an incense stick's time, a quarter of Iron Cloud City had been completely reduced to ruins.
"Hiss—"
The monster hissed, opened its cavernous maw, and spewed a mass of thick black poison mist.
The toxic smoke spread like a parasite clinging to its victim. Everything in its path—corpses and buildings alike—corroded before their very eyes, melting into pools of pus.
This poison mist was several times more potent than the demonic spider servant Xue Dingshan had possessed!
But the headless Flood Dragon's scales flashed with black light, and the poison mist was held at bay without inflicting the slightest harm.
The next moment, it became a bolt of black lightning and hurtled toward the monster with the force of a thousand tons.
Flames roared to life around the Flood Dragon's claws. With a single Flame Dragon Claw, it struck down with enough force to burn everything to ash!
The monster was, after all, only a patchwork of corpses; its defenses were far inferior to the scales of the Flood Dragon servant.
Unable to withstand the Flame Dragon Claw, it was slashed open with four enormous gashes. The wounds were charred black, filling the air with a nauseating stench of burnt flesh.
"S-so strong!"
Huang Qiuyue watched from afar, supporting General Liu. She couldn't help crying out, her mouth hanging wide open.
What kind of demonic art had this Sea Spirit Realm demon servant used? Why had its move looked so much like a human martial technique?
Demonkind already surpassed humans in physical strength and regenerative power. If they mastered human techniques on top of that, wouldn't they be invincible?
"Young Master Xiao's demon servant is too strong. The Rebirth Sect's Corpse King is no match for it at all!" Huang Qiuyue murmured.
"No, girl. You're underestimating the Rebirth Sect's Corpse King..."
Liu Qingshan swallowed a healing pill. He had recovered some of his strength, but his expression remained grave as he explained:
"Besides being able to cast all sorts of bizarre and unpredictable evil arts, the most terrifying thing about the Rebirth Sect's Corpse King is its tenacious vitality. It's practically immortal."
"This Sea Spirit Realm Corpse King may have only just been born, but its regenerative ability is every bit as strong. It's practically undying and indestructible!
"Ordinary attacks simply can't kill it..."
General Liu had barely finished speaking.
The monster seemed determined to prove his point. Flesh buds writhed wildly across its charred wounds, and in the blink of an eye, the wounds had healed completely.
It suddenly opened its cavernous maw and shot several tentacles toward the headless Ink Flood Dragon like venomous snakes, but the latter dodged them with ease.
"What an absurd regenerative ability..."
Looking at the hideous centipede-like monster, Gu Cheng furrowed his brow.
The Rebirth Sect's unholy creatures were indeed troublesome. Their vitality was even more tenacious than that of the Thousand-Year Tree Demon, Willow God.
To deal with such an enemy, he would have to kill it in one decisive blow, just as he had killed Zheng Tianlu. Otherwise, ordinary attacks couldn't inflict any real damage.
Fortunately, Gu Cheng happened to have a method that specifically countered his enemies' regenerative abilities...
"Roar—"
Amid a deafening roar, the headless Ink Flood Dragon's tail blazed with blood-red light, transforming into a blood-colored blade more than forty zhang long. Wrapped in a fierce gale, it slashed viciously at the monster!
Swish—
Blood sprayed through the air. The enormous Corpse Demon monster was severed in half, its hideous head flung high before crashing heavily to the ground.
"Hmph. Not a bad attack..."
Shen Ruyan still wore a cold sneer. "Too bad a move of this caliber can't kill me!"
She tried to control the flesh buds and reconnect her severed body, but to her horror, she discovered that a strange, sinister force lingered in the wound, continually devouring her flesh and preventing it from healing.
"How can this be?!"
The cold sneer on Shen Ruyan's face froze. In its place came an overwhelming look of terror.
But before she could react, the Flood Dragon servant attacked again.
It circled in the night sky like a messenger from the abyss, then plunged down with an aura of destruction.
Its claws reached out, gathering Blood Fiend Demonic Thunder into a colossal spear fifty zhang long. The Thunder Spear shot straight toward the monster's head!
A surging aura of destruction swept in like a gale.
At that moment, the Flood Dragon servant seemed to transform into the Dragon King of the Lands Between. Spear in hand, it radiated supreme majesty and fury, determined to destroy everything before it!
"No—!!!"
Shen Ruyan had barely let out a scream before the deafening thunder swallowed her.
Her alluring upper body was instantly consumed by blood-colored lightning, while the head of the monstrous lower half was pierced through by the Thunder Spear.
Boom!!!!!!
The blood-colored lightning exploded with a roar, rising into the night sky like a blood-red sun and staining half the heavens crimson.
A terrifying shockwave swept outward, shredding the monster's remaining body to pieces. The scorching heat of the lightning reduced it to charred husks.
The "Destructive Wound" divine ability contained within the Blood Fiend Demonic Thunder had utterly snuffed out the Corpse King's last spark of life.
The flesh buds on the scattered chunks of corpse writhed feebly a few times, then lost all vitality and fell completely still.
At the same time, a new notification appeared on Gu Cheng's panel:
Slain an early-stage Spirit Sea Realm evil cultivator. Lifespan obtained: 1,575 years.
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