Slaughter
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared behind the short Demon King who had ambushed the Angel God Qian Renxue.
The demon Demon King was mixed in with the fleeing horde of monsters, desperately trying to escape into the distance.
His small stature made him blend in with the towering monsters like a slippery eel, dodging and weaving as he tried to escape the battlefield.
His face was deathly pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with terror.
[I'm doomed... that madman will definitely come looking for me...]
He had just witnessed with his own eyes the howling of that silver-haired madman as he held the corpse of the Angel God.
That murderous intent made him tremble even from a great distance.
He was merely a level 140 Demon King, ranking last among the Five Great Demon Kings, relying solely on his skill in stealth and ambush.
A direct confrontation? He couldn't even withstand a single glance from that madman.
He had to escape. The farther the better.
But just when he thought he had escaped death—
A slender hand reached out from the void and firmly grasped the back of his neck.
Those fingers, like iron clamps, gripped his neck tightly, lifting him up.
"Ah--!!!"
He let out a terrified scream, struggling desperately, his legs kicking wildly in the air, but the hand remained motionless.
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, emerged from the void, lifted him up, and stared intently at him with her crimson eyes.
"It's you..."
His voice was very soft, so soft it was as if he were talking to himself.
But the sound, when it reached the Demon King's ears, was like a thunderclap.
"It's... it's you... no... it's not me... it's not me..."
The Demon King was incoherent, shaking his head frantically, his face filled with terror. His crotch was already wet, and a foul stench filled the air.
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, ignored his sophistry.
He raised his other hand, a ball of dark purple Destruction power gathering in his palm, and slowly pressed it against the Demon King's chest.
"No--!!!"
The Demon King's screams abruptly ceased.
His body, eroded by the Destruction power, rapidly disintegrated like a sand sculpture, turning into countless tiny black specks of light that vanished into the air.
Not even a crumb was left.
In the void, Qian Renxue was watching from the sidelines, trembled as she witnessed this scene.
[He... he's avenging me...]
Her tears welled up again.
She stole a glance at Fu Shiyan beside her.
Fu Shiyan was staring intently at the silver-white figure, her brows slightly furrowed and her lips pressed tightly together, her expression unreadable.
Qian Renxue withdrew her gaze and looked back at the battlefield.
After killing the demon king, Fu Shiyan, the God of Destruction, raised her head and looked at the Demon Emperor Lutian, who was healing in the distance.
His figure disappeared again.
The Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor was healing when he suddenly felt a terrifying killing intent lock onto him, and he abruptly opened his eyes.
A silver-white figure had already appeared in front of him.
"You--"
Before he could finish speaking, the fist of the God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, had already come crashing down.
"Bang--!!!"
The Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor was blasted away, spitting out black blood. His chest armor shattered completely, revealing his bluish-black skin underneath.
His body tumbled hundreds of feet over the sea of clouds before he could barely regain his footing.
"You're insane! You're a madman!"
He screamed hoarsely, his eyes filled with horror.
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, remained silent, vanished from his spot once more, and reappeared before him, delivering another powerful punch.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Punch after punch, each punch carrying earth-shattering power, forced the Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor Slaughtering Heaven to retreat step by step, utterly powerless to fight back.
Black blood spilled from the corners of the Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor's mouth, and the terror on his face grew ever stronger.
"Impossible... impossible... how could you be so strong..."
He muttered to himself, his voice trembling.
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, did not answer.
He raised his right hand, and dark purple Destruction power condensed in his palm into a long halberd, which he thrust straight toward the heart of the Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor of Slaughter!
"No--!!!"
The screams of the Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor echoed throughout the entire battlefield.
The halberd pierced his chest, and black blood gushed out.
His body stiffened abruptly, the light in his eyes vanished rapidly, and then he slowly collapsed, turning into a cloud of black smoke that dissipated into the air.
Before the black mist dissipated, the Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor roared with curses:
"I will not die! Just wait, the next time I come will be the time when the Divine Realm gods submits to the realm of the Demon Realm!!!"
In the distance, the two Demon King who were fighting Tang San and Dai Tianyu turned pale instantly when they saw the Slaughter Heaven Devil Emperor killed.
"The Devil Emperor... is dead?!"
"How is this possible... That's the Devil Emperor... the Devil Emperor at level 163..."
The two looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
"Escape!"
"Run!"
They disregarded their immediate opponents and turned to flee into the distance.
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, raised his head and looked at the two fleeing figures.
His figure disappeared from the spot once again.
The next moment, he appeared behind a Demon King, swung his halberd, and the Demon King's head flew high into the air, black blood gushing out like a fountain.
The other Demon King was terrified and desperately channeled his demonic power, increasing his speed even further.
But no matter how fast he is, how can he outrun the level 165 God King of Destruction?
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, appeared before him, his halberd thrusting straight through his chest.
"Ah--!!!"
The Demon King let out a shrill scream, his body stiffened abruptly, and then he slowly collapsed.
The battlefield was deathly silent.
All the monsters stared blankly at the silver-white figure, their eyes filled with fear.
Their Devil Emperor is dead.
Of the Five Great Demon Kings, three died and two escaped.
And countless demon gods and ordinary monsters were slaughtered.
"Run away--!!!"
Someone shouted, and the monsters scattered and fled like a receding tide.
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, did not give chase.
He stood there, watching the fleeing monsters, his bloodshot eyes filled with exhaustion.
Then, his body swayed, and he knelt on one knee.
He used the halberd in his hand to support his body so that he wouldn't fall.
His face was as pale as paper, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his long, silvery-white hair was disheveled and draped over his shoulders. He looked as if all his energy had been drained away.
In the distance, Tang San and Dai Tianyu saw the Demon Realm in defeat and fleeing, and quickly flew to Fu Shiyan's side.
"Master!"
Tang San crouched down, held his shoulder, his eyes filled with worry.
Dai Tianyu stood to the side, looking at Fu Shiyan's pale face with his brows furrowed.
The God of Destruction, Fu Shiyan, raised her head, glanced at Tang San, and parted her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
But before he could say anything, his eyes slowly closed, and his body went limp and he collapsed.
"Master! Master!"
Tang San called out anxiously, reaching out to check his breath before finally letting out a sigh of relief.
"He's still breathing... he's just unconscious."
Dai Tianyu nodded, squatted down, and helped Tang San lift Fu Shiyan up.
"Take him back first."
Tang San nodded, and the two of them, one on each side, supported Fu Shiyan and flew towards the depths of the Divine Realm.
In the void, Qian Renxue, who was watching from the sidelines, watched the silver-white figure being carried away, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.