The Great Dao Fire

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Black Scale King flew through the air, black orbs constantly appearing in his hands. They were condensed from demonic energy, and he hurled them down one after another like explosives, trying to blow Su Yi to pieces.

Su Yi dodged swiftly across the battlefield. The other demon beasts weren't so lucky. Those that failed to get out of the way were blown apart by their own king.

"Awooo—"

A green wolf the size of a calf leaped down from a mountain of corpses. Though its body was small, it was incredibly fast—already as quick as a Humanoid Demon, comparable to a Human Race cultivator at the Core-Holding Dharma level.

Su Yi had just finished beheading two wild bulls when the beast caught him off guard and raked his back. Furious, he turned and swung his sword.

No matter how fast the green wolf was, it couldn't outrun Su Yi.

Especially at such close range.

Suddenly, Su Yi's face contorted. The pain was so intense that he couldn't help throwing his head back and howling.

"Ahhh—"

His scream pierced the clouds. Half of Xiwan City could hear it, and everyone who did felt their hearts clench.

The people near the city walls immediately grew anxious. Besides the soldiers, hundreds of civilians had gathered. Watching the chaotic, dangerous battlefield, they were both frightened and furious.

Hearing Su Yi's scream sent a chill down their spines.

Whoosh!

The right pocket of Su Yi's pants suddenly caught fire. Flames quickly wrapped around his entire body, turning him into a man of fire.

The oncoming demon beasts were so frightened that they all backed away. Even Black Scale King furrowed his brows.

"What's going on?"

Black Scale King muttered to himself, his face wary as he guarded against a trick from Su Yi.

Wreathed in flames, Su Yi sprinted wildly, a fireball rampaging across the battlefield. Any demon beast he crashed into was reduced to ash within two or three breaths. Even Black Scale King couldn't help drawing a sharp breath at the sight.

What kind of flames were these?

How could they burn so fiercely?

Even Old Lord Qiyang, watching from atop the Demon Cloud in the distance, was stunned.

He could sense that Su Yi's aura wasn't weakening. It was growing stronger and stronger.

"Could he have some rare treasure on him? Or perhaps his bloodline is extraordinary?"

Old Lord Qiyang narrowed his eyes, his thoughts racing as he let his imagination run wild.

If Emperor Su had taken an interest in him, this Half-Demon must have something exceptional about him!

It seemed he had to save the boy!

Meanwhile, Su Yi stopped howling, but the flames around him didn't fade. Instead, they grew more and more intense.

"What's going on?"

Amid the flames, Su Yi felt the pain easing, and his heart filled with shock.

Not only that, the Emperor Su Sect chat window appeared in his mind.

Black Tiger Emperor: Why hasn't the Devil Lord shown up lately?

Wu Qingyao: Hmph, you tiger demon even want to curry favor with a devil?

Black Tiger Emperor: What's it to you?

Sword Saint Xia Tianyi: The Demon Cult has been making trouble in the north lately. As one of the Four Lords, he probably doesn't have time to chat.

Devil Lord Qingyan: What's wrong, little tiger? Miss me? I'm busy slaughtering a city!

Su Yi glanced at the chat window, then hurriedly withdrew his attention. After all, he was still fighting for his life.

"Could it be that the Great Dao Phone fused with me?"

Su Yi thought to himself. He could no longer sense the Great Dao Phone. Just moments ago, it had caught fire and quickly melted into his body, giving him quite a scare.

Fusing with him was fine, too!

That way, he wouldn't have to worry about dropping his phone.

As he let his thoughts wander, the flames around him quickly vanished. He stood amid the ruins, bare-chested.

Strangely, his jeans hadn't burned up. He couldn't help wondering, "Could the Great Dao Phone have left me this last shred of dignity?"

Under the sunlight, Su Yi's upper body seemed gilded in gold. His muscles were perfectly defined, radiating a powerful beauty. Even the Zhouwu Sword no longer looked so plain and ancient.

Su Yi clenched his left fist, excitement flashing in his eyes.

His wounds had completely healed!

His stamina had also returned to its peak. As he clenched his fist, it seemed a whole host of dragons roared inside him.

He abruptly lifted his head and looked at Black Scale King, a ferocious smile spreading across his face.

"Excellent!"

The killing intent in Su Yi's eyes had become even more intimidating than before. Black Scale King narrowed his eyes at the sight.

He could sense that Su Yi seemed to have regained his strength. The flames from earlier really were extraordinary.

The demon beasts around them saw that Su Yi was no longer on fire and roared as they charged at him once more.

Su Yi had already slain more than five thousand demon beasts, but compared to the entire demon army, that was only a drop in the ocean.

After being tempered by the Great Dao Fire, Su Yi had become even faster, and his Sword Qi had fully taken shape.

Sword Qi swept in every direction, scouring the ranks of the demon beasts.

His Sword Qi was like a white crescent moon, nearly ten meters long and immensely destructive.

He wielded it with effortless precision, his figure darting swiftly through the battlefield. Every demon beast along his path was sent flying, a spectacle too magnificent to describe. The people near the city walls cheered again.

"I told you Su Yi was strong!"

"What was that... Sword Qi?"

"Hahaha, looks like Su Yi's going to win!"

"What just happened?"

"Should we join in?"

More and more civilians arrived in the north of the city. Only when they witnessed the battlefield with their own eyes did they feel its true horror.

Compared to the livestream, the scene before them was far more shocking. The thick stench of blood wafted over, sharp and nauseating, draining their courage and leaving them afraid to join the fight.

Su Yi had started out as an ordinary person, but as he constantly honed himself in this battle, his fighting skills grew more and more polished.

"If I had more demonic power, this would be even easier."

Su Yi thought to himself. Although he had cultivated the Demon Emperor Divine Technique for more than ten days, he still didn't have much demonic power—nowhere near enough to keep spending it on Sword Qi.

After slaying another thousand demon beasts, he stopped using Sword Qi, leaped into the air, and charged at Black Scale King.

Black Scale King had been watching Su Yi the entire time. He, too, had been shocked by Su Yi's talent.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to have this Half-Demon serve him?

Seeing Su Yi charge, Black Scale King sprang into the air and flew three hundred meters up, leaving Su Yi helpless.

"I'll give you a chance. Join my ranks, and I'll make you a Demon King in your own right!"

Black Scale King dangled the offer, deliberately raising his voice so everyone in the city could hear.

He wanted to drive a wedge between Su Yi and Xiwan City.

At his words, the hearts of everyone in Xiwan City leaped into their throats. If Su Yi joined Black Scale King's ranks, it would be a cataclysmic disaster for the city.

Su Yi stared at Black Scale King, narrowing his eyes. He spoke each word slowly and clearly. "I, Su Yi, will never sully myself by consorting with beasts!"

He put all his strength into his voice, too, sending it ringing above Xiwan City and setting the entire city ablaze with excitement.

He had a chance to live, yet Su Yi cast it aside and chose to fight for them.

At that moment, Su Yi's image in the hearts of the people across the city rose even higher.

"This is our good fortune as Earthlings!"

Tan Quanming sighed. The people around him all nodded in agreement.

At the same time, Su Yi suddenly felt a strange force surge from the Zhouwu Sword into his palm.

It was just like when he had first slain the snake demon.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

A mysterious voice echoed in Su Yi's heart, egging him on to attack Black Scale King once more.

Su Yi's confidence swelled inexplicably. In his eyes, Black Scale King seemed no more than a chicken or a dog—something he could kill with a casual flick of his hand.