Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, Demonic Qi Reaches the Heavens

"Damn it, if you've got the guts, stop dodging!" Seeing Mu Yang evade his attacks, Champa hopped around in a fit of agitation.

"Tch." Mu Yang rolled his eyes, his tone laced with speechlessness. "If you stop using Destruction, I'll stop dodging."

Champa's eye twitched. A God of Destruction not using Destruction—was he even a God of Destruction anymore?

"You wretched brat, watch me beat you until you're picking your teeth up off the floor!" Unable to win the argument, Champa flew into a rage and attacked directly.

He gathered several Destruction Energy Balls in his hands, unleashing them all in one fluid motion.

"Rat-tat-tat!"

Countless Destruction Energy Balls surged toward Mu Yang without a single gap between them.

Mu Yang remained unhurried, a faint glint flickering in his cold, indifferent eyes.

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Art," he murmured.

Instantly, monstrous demonic energy erupted from Mu Yang's body, releasing waves of black mist that blanketed the incoming Destruction Energy Balls.

The energy spheres shrank rapidly until they vanished into nothingness.

"How is this possible!?" Champa was stunned into numbness.

His Destruction Energy Balls had been absorbed by something.

But the problem was, how could this be?

There was nothing in this world capable of absorbing Destruction Energy Balls.

Not bad. Mu Yang was quite satisfied with the effects of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, especially since this was his first time using it.

To be able to absorb Destruction Energy Balls fueled by ten percent of God of Destruction Champa's power on the very first try—the potential was truly infinite.

He really wondered where the system had managed to get this from.

This Heaven Swallowing Demon Art of Mu Yang's was slightly different from the one in Shrouding the Heavens.

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Art in Shrouding the Heavens was created by the Ruthless Empress; it was a heaven-defying technique capable of devouring all things to nourish oneself, eventually allowing one to evolve into the legendary Chaos Body.

Mu Yang's Heaven Swallowing Demon Art, however, could only be described as a magically modified, weakened version.

Compared to the traditional version, the function of this modified art leaned more toward absorbing enemy attacks to replenish the energy within his own body.

Mu Yang could feel that ever since he activated this demonic technique, all the Ki he had expended had been fully restored.

Even the Destruction Energy swirling around him had grown increasingly vast!

Champa noticed the anomaly in Mu Yang and felt even more numb.

What kind of monster was this?

Not only did he absorb his Destruction Energy, but he actually got stronger from it.

And the texture of this Destruction Energy felt somewhat familiar.

What the hell... wasn't this his own Destruction Energy?

What the—!

While Champa was busy cursing up a storm, down on the ground, the sibling duo of Vados and Whis, who were watching the show, took in the entire scene.

"Sister Vados, this technique of Mu Yang's..." Whis's expression was somewhat grave.

"Mm, indeed." Vados furrowed her delicate brows and said in a muffled voice, "Without a doubt, this is a demonic technique."

"Sigh, I imagine if the people of the Demon Realm saw him, they would happily hail him as a candidate for Demon God," Whis said with a bitter, self-deprecating smile.

"Not necessarily, Whis." Vados's expression remained unchanged, still as indifferent as before.

"Oh?" Whis didn't quite understand his sister's meaning.

"Every human, and even every god, hides a demonic nature within them. If we were to judge by that standard, wouldn't we all be members of the Demon Realm?" Vados continued to explain to Whis. "As long as we can control the demonic nature within us and suppress it with divinity, even one with the potential of a Demon God can become a great deity."

"I have been taught," Whis said, nodding thoughtfully.

"Mm." Seeing that Whis had understood, Vados felt a bit happy and wore a faint smile.

"However, Whis..." Vados suddenly said, "How about you let me take over Mu Yang's training?"

"A person with such demonic nature—you aren't capable of handling him, little brother."

"Heh, Sister." Whis smiled calmly. "Although I haven't trained anyone before, there is a first time for everything. If all else fails, I can go ask Father, the Grand Minister, for guidance."

Hearing his own brother bring up their father, the Grand Minister, just to protect his right to keep Mu Yang, Vados could only sigh helplessly.

"Sigh, what a pity."

Vados went back to watching the show.

Whis, full of smiles, also turned his head to look at Mu Yang on the battlefield.

The responsibility of training Mu Yang.

As a qualified angel, it was his bounden duty!

How could he leave it to someone else?

The fact that he had never cultivated anyone with a demonic nature was not the point.

The battlefield.

Having absorbed Champa's energy blast, Mu Yang's momentum surged, and he rushed toward Champa at lightning speed.

He swung his fist, aiming straight for Champa's face.

"You brat..." Champa hurriedly dodged the heavy punch.

If that punch had connected, he would have been disfigured for sure!

This kid really didn't know how to pull his punches.

Champa felt both speechless and somewhat angry; he relied on this face to make a living, and if it were ruined, Vados would surely mock him every single day.

"Is a dignified God of Destruction only capable of dodging?" Mu Yang taunted, the corners of his mouth curling upward. "I really don't know how a guy like you became a God of Destruction."

"Don't get too cocky, you brat!"

Champa gritted his teeth in anger, his purple aura flaring even more fiercely.

A God of Destruction's combat power rises with their desire for destruction; the sudden surge in Champa's purple flames undoubtedly meant he wanted to destroy Mu Yang even more.

"Hmph." Mu Yang snorted, raised his hand, and beckoned provocatively at Champa.

Champa's expression darkened, and he vanished from where he stood.

He flashed behind Mu Yang.

Champa prepared to use the same trick again, raising his fist and preparing to strike Mu Yang in the back.

Mu Yang turned his hand into a palm and caught Champa's fist.

"Nani?"

Champa was shocked.

Just a few minutes ago, Mu Yang hadn't even been able to react to his speed.

Yet now, he was already able to catch his sneak attack.

How could this be?

How could someone's rate of improvement be this fast?

"The same move won't work on me, God of Destruction." Mu Yang tightened his grip on Champa's fist and, with a shoulder throw, sent Champa flying toward the ground.

BOOM!!!

Champa's body slammed into the sturdy ground of the God of Destruction's realm, creating a massive crater as dust billowed into the air.

Mu Yang's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, as if they were burning with flames, his gaze locked tightly on the scene within the smoke.

He knew that the God of Destruction, Champa, could not possibly be hurt.

Sure enough.

Champa's figure flickered vaguely within the smoke, and before it could even dissipate, he charged out, his entire body wreathed in an even more terrifying purple glow, his eyes boiling with murderous intent.

"You stinking brat, I'm going to kill you!"

Champa's fist, covered in powerful God of Destruction Energy, struck toward Mu Yang's abdomen.