Slaying

Yan Ning's figure darted through the Star Tower. The first forbidden space was a wasteland covered in blood-colored thorns, the sharp brambles writhing like living things.

Yan Ning's divine sense swept across the entire space.

"No foreign races..."

He charged without hesitation toward the twisted node at the edge of the space.

The second space was a cluster of floating islands, countless rubble suspended in midair. Yan Ning stepped onto a massive boulder, his gaze sharp as lightning as he scanned his surroundings.

"Strange, not even a shadow."

The third space was thick with viscous purple mist, visibility less than a hundred meters.

Yan Ning's brow trembled faintly as the Chaos Bell sent out invisible ripples to disperse the fog.

"Another empty lead..."

The fourth space was a blazing world of molten lava, boiling magma surging beneath his feet.

Yan Ning hovered in midair, the flames on his war blade reflecting off the lava.

The fifth space was a mirror maze, countless reflections of Yan Ning darting through the glass.

He snorted coldly, shattering every mirror with a single slash.

"Wasting time!"

The sixth, seventh, eighth... tenth.

When he stepped into the eleventh forbidden space, Yan Ning finally sensed a powerful energy fluctuation.

It was a space dominated by a Blood Lake.

Twelve Demon Kings of the demon race were resting by the lakeshore, their arrogant laughter echoing through the space.

"Hm, someone's here!"

"No, it's the Demon Flame King!"

The leading Lion-Head Demon spotted Yan Ning first, roaring with excitement.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Yan Ning's mouth.

"Finally... found my prey."

"Kill—!"

Both sides shouted almost simultaneously, twelve figures shooting into the air and colliding with Yan Ning's blazing red-gold divine flames!

"It's the Demon Flame King!"

A Crocodile-Head Demon with bone spurs on its back shrieked in excitement, its giant axe glowing with blood-red light.

"He's carrying a domain-type treasure!"

"Kill him!"

The twelve Demon Kings instantly scattered, forming an encirclement like a net cast from heaven.

The leading Lion-Head Demon laughed wildly, its golden mane stirring without wind: "The treasure is ours!"

"Hahahaha!"

A Snake-Tail Demon with a humanoid upper body flicked its tongue.

"What luck, we ran into him first!"

Yan Ning's eyes blazed with cold light, but the corner of his mouth twisted into a bloodthirsty grin.

Instead of retreating, he charged straight at the twelve Demon Kings!

"Come on, then!"

The Chaos Bell vibrated lightly in his sea of consciousness, and invisible ripples of time and space instantly spread!

"Hum—"

The flow of time across the entire Blood Lake space suddenly slowed, the movements of the twelve Demon Kings becoming sluggish to the extreme!

"What?!"

The Lion-Head Demon was horrified, realizing that even lifting its claw had become like slow motion.

"This is... the law of time?!"

"No!"

The Snake-Tail Demon shrieked.

"It's the effect of a domain-type treasure!"

Yan Ning's figure had already split into nine afterimages, each wielding a burning war blade: "Yan God Codex—Skyburner Ninefold!"

Nine blade lights descended like divine punishment, instantly slashing toward nine of the Demon Kings!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The sound of tearing flesh rang out in succession. Nine Demon Kings couldn't even scream before their Divine Bodies were directly annihilated by 30%!

"Damn it! How is this guy so strong?! He's at the peak of Enfeoffed King!!"

"No good, the intel was wrong—we can't take him, run!"

How could Yan Ning possibly let them just flee like that?

"Trying to run?"

A cold glint flashed in Yan Ning's eyes. The Chaos Bell within his Sea of Consciousness trembled once more, and a bell tone even deeper than before echoed through the void.

"Dong—"

Invisible ripples of time and space spread like a tide. The demon Enfeoffed Kings who had just broken free from their restraints froze again, their movements slowing by more than ten times!

"No... impossible!"

The Lion-Head Demon discovered in terror that the speed advantage he had bought by burning his divine power was utterly gone.

"His domain treasure can actually bind us a second time in such a short span!"

They had no way of knowing that Yan Ning's item wasn't a treasure at all.

And this wasn't even his full strength—it was barely a casual shake!

Yan Ning's figure had already turned into a flash of red-gold lightning, appearing in an instant behind the Snake-Tail Demon at the outermost edge.

"First one."

The war blade swept across with casual ease. The Snake-Tail Demon's head flew high into the air, its eyes still frozen in disbelief.

"Bastard!"

The Crocodile-Head Demon roared as he spun around, his great axe swinging down wrapped in a bloody light.

Yan Ning didn't dodge or evade. He simply flicked his left finger.

"Clang!"

The great axe snapped on impact. The Crocodile-Head Demon's tiger-mouth split open, blood gushing out.

"Second one."

A flash of blade light, and the Crocodile-Head Demon's massive body was split cleanly in two!

"Scatter and flee!"

The Lion-Head Demon was completely panicked now.

"Let whoever can escape, escape!"

The remaining nine demon Enfeoffed Kings bolted in wildly different directions, each burning their divine power, even willing to damage their foundations.

Yan Ning let out a cold laugh, his form flickering like a ghost.

"Pfft!"

The third demon Enfeoffed King took a blade to the back. His Divine Body instantly annihilated by 50%!

"Ah!!"

This Six-Winged Bird Demon let out a bloodcurdling scream, only to see Yan Ning's second strike already descending.

"Third one."

The blade light swept past, and all six wings were severed at once!

Yan Ning's steps didn't pause. His form moved like lightning, chasing down the next target.

"No... don't kill me!"

A Turtle-Shell Demon begged in terror.

"Annoying."

The blade light pierced through the shell. The demon with the strongest defense died on the spot!

"Fourth one."

Yan Ning's figure kept flickering above the Blood Lake. Every time he appeared, another demon Enfeoffed King fell.

Each time that red blade light illuminated the entire space, it meant another demon was about to meet its end.

"Fifth one."

"Sixth one."

By the time the eleventh demon Enfeoffed King collapsed, the only one left—the Lion-Head Demon—had already fled to the edge of the space.

"Almost there, I'm almost out!"

The Lion-Head Demon rejoiced.

"Twelfth one."

An icy voice sounded from behind him. The Lion-Head Demon's fur stood on end!

He turned around in despair, only to see Yan Ning's war blade already inches from his brow.

Yan Ning's blade swelled in the Lion-Head Demon's pupils, the crimson-gold flames reflecting its twisted, terrified face.

"No—!!"

The Lion-Head Demon let out one final, desperate roar, its claws flailing wildly in a last-ditch struggle.

Yet—

"Crack!"

The war blade cleaved through its skull without resistance, the edge slicing downward, splitting the Lion-Head Demon's massive body in two!

"Boom!"

Yan Ning's left hand formed a claw, plunging into the Lion-Head Demon's split chest. His fingers clenched, crushing its Divine Body directly.

"Aaaaah—"

The Lion-Head Demon's two halves convulsed violently, its Divine Body disintegrating at a visible rate. A cold glint flashed in Yan Ning's eyes, and the crimson-gold flames on his war blade surged abruptly!

"Burn!"

Terrifying flames instantly devoured the Lion-Head Demon's remains, incinerating every inch of its Divine Body.

The immortal divine power that tried to reassemble melted like snow and ice under the flames empowered by the Chaos Bell.

"Damn bugs, feeding false intel..."