Boom!
Before the Demon Eye Heavenly King fell, he struggled to turn his gaze toward the enormous head rolling down the mountain.
In his single eye, the Demon God's face was reflected. The Demon God happened to be looking at him as well, and their gazes met in the instant before death.
Suddenly, the Demon God's left eye dissolved into a stream of blood, flowing like a trickle toward the Demon Eye Heavenly King's empty left eye socket, where it condensed into an eyeball as scarlet as blood.
The Demon Eye Heavenly King's extinguished consciousness revived.
At the same time, he heard the Spirit Realm's notification in his ear:
[ Ding! Congratulations on completing the solo Spirit Realm mission—Battle of Zhuolu. Difficulty Level: S. Calculating rewards. ] [ Rewards obtained: Blood-Drinking Blade, Demon God's Will ] [ Experience reward: 18% ] [ Settlement complete! Exiting the Spirit Realm immediately. ]
At the Lord of Weapons Cult headquarters in the northwest, within a dingy tiled house, the Demon Eye Heavenly King's charcoal-like body appeared out of thin air and crashed heavily to the floor. He did not move for a long time, like a lifeless corpse.
About half an hour later, one of his charred fingers twitched.
The Demon Eye Heavenly King recovered a sliver of consciousness. His right eyelid trembled as it opened, and he stared blankly at the tiled roof, its beams crisscrossing overhead.
Pain. Excruciating pain. His entire body hurt!
If he had to describe his condition accurately, it felt like someone had used a hammer to shatter his bones piece by piece, then hung him up for three days and nights without letting him sleep.
Both his body and mind were on the verge of death at any second.
The residual power of the