The Whole City Is Elated

Beast?

Black Scale King narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.

He hated it most when humans insulted the Demon Race as beasts, let alone when the opponent was also a demon!

"Since that's the case, then go to hell!"

Black Scale King let out a sinister laugh and dove toward Su Yi, his claws extending as if he were wielding several steel blades, tearing through the air and creating a piercing sonic boom.

Right on time!

Su Yi grinned, his smile incomparably cold and fierce.

Under the influence of the Zhouwu Sword, he suddenly felt that Black Scale King was not so terrifying after all.

Black Scale King erupted with his top speed, a black arrow charging into the battlefield, arriving before Su Yi in an instant. Everything happened in the blink of an eye; Black Scale King thrust a claw toward Su Yi's neck, intending to decapitate him.

Squelch—

Blood splattered as Black Scale King swept past Su Yi, landing ten meters behind him in front of a mountain of corpses.

Both remained standing, the scene appearing as if frozen in time.

Just then, an arm covered in black scales spun through the air and landed between them.

Su Yi maintained his sword-swinging posture, blood flowing along the blade of the Zhouwu Sword before dripping onto the ground.

"How is this possible..."

Black Scale King trembled all over, his face filled with disbelief as he looked at his right shoulder, which was drenched in blood, revealing glimpses of ghastly white bone.

This scene terrified the surrounding demon beasts.

In their hearts, their king was so powerful—how could he have been disarmed by this half-demon?

Even Old Lord Qiyang was startled.

"This kid..."

Old Lord Qiyang widened his eyes. In his view, although Su Yi was strong, he was clearly not on the same level as Black Scale King. How could he now be capable of wounding Black Scale King in return?

What a terrifying growth rate!

A prodigy!

An absolute prodigy!

At this moment, Su Yi turned abruptly and stomped his right foot, cracking the ruined ground beneath him.

Ten meters was such a short distance for them!

Black Scale King retreated instinctively, but the tip of the sword had already reached his chest.

As their eyes met, he saw the terrifying killing intent in Su Yi's gaze.

Even he, who had killed countless, felt a chill in his heart.

"This look..."

Black Scale King was struck with panic and hurriedly used his left hand to block.

The blade pierced through his palm as if it were tofu. He was ruthless, using his own hand bones to forcibly jam the Zhouwu Sword, preventing the tip from reaching his throat.

Swish, swish, swish!

Three black lights flew from Black Scale King's waist, striking toward Su Yi like throwing darts.

Su Yi flicked his right hand, the Zhouwu Sword shattering Black Scale King's left palm. The blade danced in the air, parrying the three black lights, which turned out to be three scales.

Seeing the situation turn dire, Black Scale King turned and fled.

Having lost both arms, his strength had plummeted, and he could no longer go head-to-head with Su Yi.

Su Yi had just recovered to his peak state, and coupled with the stimulation of the Zhouwu Sword, how could he let him escape?

Boom!

Su Yi bent his legs and launched himself like a cannonball, soaring high into the sky, an act captured by the live-streaming lens.

Bare-chested, he looked like a god, stunning countless viewers.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Su Yi's eyes were cold as he leaped toward Black Scale King.

Although Black Scale King was severely injured, his reflexes and speed remained, and he dodged easily.

Just like that, Su Yi began a frantic pursuit of Black Scale King. All the demon beasts they encountered along the way were slaughtered by him; it was as easy as chopping vegetables.

"Running? Keep running then!"

Su Yi's manic laughter came from behind, goading Black Scale King.

Perhaps because of the Zhouwu Sword, Su Yi's speed was faster and his power greater, putting immense pressure on Black Scale King.

Every time Black Scale King tried to take flight, Su Yi's sword qi would strike from behind, knocking him down and driving him to the brink of madness.

"Drop the sword!"

At this moment, that mysterious voice shouted in Su Yi's heart once again, startling him into instinctively throwing the Zhouwu Sword away.

Hiss—

The long sword tore through the air, traversing the mountain of corpses, slaughtering one demon beast after another, and pierced through the head of the Black Scale King with the speed of lightning.

Bang!

The Black Scale King's head exploded like a watermelon, his body pitched forward, and he slammed onto the ground on his knees, blood splattering everywhere.

A Demon King had fallen just like that!

Silence!

The entire battlefield fell silent; all the demon beasts stopped in their tracks, and the demon beasts on the surrounding mountains of corpses trembled in fear, not daring to advance.

Old Lord Qiyang, atop the Demon Cloud, watched with his mouth agape, his face filled with disbelief.

The Black Scale King had just died like that?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The Zhouwu Sword spun and flew back into Su Yi's hand, and Su Yi was also slightly stunned.

Holy crap!

This sword has become sentient!

A sword demon?

Su Yi instinctively wanted to throw the Zhouwu Sword away, but it clung tightly to his palm, refusing to be shaken off.

"Awoo—"

Atop a mountain of corpses behind him, a giant wolf threw its head back and let out a long howl, then turned and fled at full speed.

The other demon beasts also began to flee one after another, and some of the more intelligent ones even spoke in human tongues.

"The Great King is dead!"

"Run!"

"It's over! The Great King is dead! If we don't run, we'll die too!"

"Hiss—how is this possible!"

Just like that, the army of demon beasts retreated like a receding tide.

Everyone in the city watching the live broadcast held their breath; what was going on?

The demon beast army was retreating?

Tan Quanming and the others were also incredibly nervous because they hadn't seen the scene of the Zhouwu Sword blowing up the Black Scale King's head, so they couldn't be sure of the situation—what if it was Su Yi who had died?

Just then, Su Yi suddenly walked up to the highest mountain of corpses, causing the broadcast camera to turn toward him.

"Zoom in!"

Tan Quanming hurriedly ordered, the staff nodded, and the live feed began to zoom in on Su Yi.

They saw Su Yi holding the Zhouwu Sword high; under the sunlight, his blood-soaked muscles shimmered with a metallic luster, fully displaying a savage and iron-blooded spirit.

"The Black Scale King has been slain by me!"

Su Yi channeled his demon power and roared toward Xiwan City, his voice hoarse and exhausted, venting his pent-up ferocity!

His voice echoed over Xiwan City for a long time, imposing and domineering!

Silence!

The entire city was silent, but after only a few seconds, earth-shattering cheers erupted.

"We won!"

"My god! Su Yi won!"

"Holy crap! The Black Scale King was killed!"

"Damn! Is Su Yi a god? He's too strong!"

"From this day forward, Su Yi is my faith!"

Everyone became excited, and the people near the city walls rushed toward the battlefield like a tide; even Tan Quanming ran over in excitement.

The crisis in Xiwan City was resolved just like that.

The scorching sun hung high, and the desert battlefield was covered in the corpses of demon beasts, with blood flowing like a river; standing atop the mountain of corpses, Su Yi looked like a god of war.

This scene was captured in screenshots by many people in the city using their phones.

"Su Yi! Su Yi! Su Yi..."

At this moment, shouts rang out within Xiwan City; the entire population had come out of their homes, chanting Su Yi's name in the streets. The voices of hundreds of thousands of people converged—how spectacular and soul-stirring it was, the sound waves shaking the clouds in the sky.

The name of Su Yi echoed between heaven and earth, like the name of a deity.

Nan Xiaopao finally arrived at the city edge at this time; she followed the crowd as they ran toward the battlefield, her face full of surprise and joy, tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

What did an army of hundreds of thousands of demon beasts matter!

What did an incomparably powerful Demon King matter!

Su Yi, relying on himself alone, had slain the Demon King and forced the demon army to retreat!