A Fleeting Flash of Red Light

Zhu Tianming and the other six of the Ten Great Powerhouses were so stunned their jaws nearly dropped. This was a scene they would never have dared imagine, even in their dreams.

They knew they could never achieve what Zhuang Hong had done.

Not only could they not do it, they might not even have the courage to stand before the giant demon army, let alone charge in and emerge unscathed after tying up a giant demon.

Dancer and the others, who had never met Zhuang Hong before, had initially doubted what Zhu Tianming and You Baojiang had said about Zhuang Hong being unfathomable. Only after witnessing this scene with their own eyes were they completely convinced.

Dancer sighed in admiration. "So he truly is Zhuang Hong, the Number One Expert Under Heaven. I thought he would die here, yet he found a sliver of survival in such desperate circumstances. In courage and strength, I am inferior to him."

The other three also said, "After this battle, no one will be able to shake his title as the Number One Expert Under Heaven. Ha, we so-called Ten Great Powerhouses seem to be a whole level beneath him."

"Heh, the so-called Ten Great Powerhouses are utterly meaningless."

"What I'm curious about is who taught Hand of God—Zhuang Hong—his martial arts. Once this battle is over, I must visit him personally and ask for guidance."

"If he has already entered the realm of a Heaven Treasury Warrior, I may even have to beg him to impart his teachings."

Listening to the four chat, Zhu Tianming gave a scornful laugh. These people were actually still trying to judge Zhuang Hong through their own narrow perspective. How pathetic.

He suddenly no longer wanted to associate with them.

You Baojiang stared blankly at the two pursuing figures and murmured soundlessly, "God..."

Xiang Dongping's eyes were wide as saucers. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, yet nothing came out.

For once, the Second Prince also wore an expression of utter astonishment. He asked instinctively, "Tenth Brother, what was that man's name again?"

Without thinking, Xiang Dongping replied, "Zhuang Hong. I met him by chance in Luo Family Village. He is now called Hand of God and regarded as the Number One Expert Under Heaven."

The Second Prince murmured, "Zhuang Hong, Hand of God—Zhuang Hong..."

At that moment, because the giant demon Ge Mu had broken away from the army to pursue Zhuang Hong, the giant demons behind Ge Mu instinctively followed him, throwing the entire giant demon army into slight disarray.

The Second Prince keenly spotted an opportunity.

"There is no need for Zhuang Hong to kill Ge Mu. As long as he can keep Ge Mu occupied like this, the human army can reform its ranks, split apart the giant demon army, and wipe them out one by one."

A sharp gleam flashed in the Second Prince's eyes. He immediately issued orders to the equally stunned messengers around him. "Order the entire army to reform their ranks as quickly as possible. Tell the reserve cavalry regiment to prepare for battle at any moment... Urgh!"

Before he could finish, he noticed a change on the battlefield.

He instinctively ran two steps forward, his eyes instantly bloodshot, before he lost control and began cursing.

"Fuck! What the hell is Zhuang Hong thinking? He was running just fine, so why did he suddenly turn back? Does he want to duel Ge Mu? How could he possibly win? Even if they are both Heaven Treasury Warriors, giant demons possess an innate advantage and are far stronger than humans. Run, damn it! Keep leading Ge Mu away, and humanity can win this war!"

Zhuang Hong's sudden turn not only scared the Second Prince half to death, but also made the eyelids of the gathered martial artists twitch as chills ran down their backs.

If it were them, they would probably wish their parents had given them two more legs!

"What is going on? Does Hand of God—Zhuang Hong—want to challenge Ge Mu one-on-one?"

"But there is still a whole group of giant demon experts following behind Ge Mu. If he gets tangled up with them, he will surely end up in an extremely disadvantageous position."

"Should we go down and help him?"

"How could we possibly help?"

Dancer instinctively covered her mouth and cried out, "Does he intend to do something as dangerous as before? This man... I like him so much."

Zhu Tianming suddenly clenched his fists, staring tensely at the battlefield below as though he, rather than Zhuang Hong, were the one facing Ge Mu.

You Baojiang, on the other hand, appeared much calmer. He fixed his eyes on Zhuang Hong's figure without saying a word.

The moment Liu Yueling saw this, she snapped back to her senses. She stamped her feet anxiously and shouted from afar, "Zhuang Hong, run!"

She knew Zhuang Hong was strong, but she still instinctively believed that no one could stand against an entire giant demon army alone.

No matter how frantically the Second Prince stomped around, how confused the martial artists were, or how anxious Liu Yueling became, Zhuang Hong would not know.

The reason he had suddenly turned and charged toward the giant demon Ge Mu was simply that, while dragging the Sangbo Priest away, it had occurred to him that he might as well kill the troublesome giant demon chief Ge Mu and ease some of the pressure on the human army.

Just now, he had focused entirely on the Sangbo Priest and accidentally overlooked Ge Mu.

"Although my 'other self' had its heart pierced by my Dragon Tendon Whip, its vitality is exceptionally tenacious. It will not die anytime soon. Turning back to take out the giant demon Ge Mu will not delay me for long..."

Moreover, the giant demon Ge Mu chasing behind him was quite formidable and incredibly fast when running. Zhuang Hong had no way of shaking him off in a short time.

Letting him keep chasing was no solution either.

He might as well turn back and kill him. Two birds with one stone.

As long as he killed Ge Mu, the fastest-running giant demon, he could quickly leave the giant demon army behind and find a secluded place to properly enjoy his meal.

As for why he did not simply travel through space and escape...

It was because if he traveled through space now, the Sangbo Priest's cellular tissue would likely be destroyed by the Space Barrier, killing it immediately and causing a massive loss of nutrients.

Zhuang Hong cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and quickly condensed a dark-red chitinous longsword in his hand. Dragging the Sangbo Priest behind him, he headed straight for Ge Mu.

When the giant demon Ge Mu saw Zhuang Hong turn back, a cruel smile could not help appearing on his face.

He tightly gripped his massive hammer with both hands, his emerald eyes locked onto Zhuang Hong.

This time, he would not miss again.

This time, he would surely smash his opponent to pieces, wash away his humiliation, and reclaim the Sangbo Priest.

And Ge Mu would forever remain the undefeated God of War!

He would kill the human before him, then continue leading the giant demons back to the summit of the world.

"Roar!"

The giant demon Ge Mu could not help roaring as he accelerated once more.

In an instant, the two passed each other.

The massive hammer swept sideways with unstoppable force.

At the same time, a flash of dark-red light vanished in an instant.

There was no sound of a violent collision, no earthshaking explosion, nor any eruption of raging dust...

At that instant, the entire world seemed utterly silent.

Countless eyes widened to their limits, waiting for the outcome of the clash.

They seemed to have seen what happened in that instant of contact, yet also seemed to have seen nothing at all. It was like catching sight of a shooting star streaking across the night sky from the corner of one's eye, only for it to vanish before one could make out its color.

"Pfft!"

A muffled sound rang out.

The next moment, the world became noisy again.

The giant demon Ge Mu's enormous head soared high into the air. The confidence and coldness in his two eyes gradually turned into confusion and bewilderment.

Only when his head fell to the ground did he realize what had happened.

I lost? Yes, I lost. My head was severed by a human. But why? I don't understand...

His headless body ran several more steps forward before crashing to the ground. The massive hammer he had held all along flew from his hand, tumbling as it smashed into the earth and kicked up a cloud of Smoke Dust.

Meanwhile, Zhuang Hong had already turned around again, carrying his prize—the Sangbo Priest—and was striding toward the distance, raising dust in his wake.

Behind him followed a small white dog, its four legs pumping frantically until they nearly became afterimages.

"Woof woof woof!"

It seemed to be saying, "Wait for Lord Thousand Shadow White Dragon!"

The Sangbo Priest, tightly bound by Zhuang Hong and unable to move, had not yet completely died. It was still struggling with all its might, trying to disrupt Zhuang Hong, until it saw Ge Mu's head soaring high through the air. Then it abruptly went still, all strength draining from its body.

The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and its heart turned to ashes.

At that moment, it understood that the giant demon race was finished!

This desperate gamble by the entire race had failed before it had truly begun.

The strongest Heavenly God Warrior upon whom the giant demon race had pinned its hopes of rising again had been beheaded by a human.

Falling into the dust alongside that head was the giant demon race's faint hope.

A question could not help arising in its heart. Is the giant demon race destined never to rise, destined to be forever suppressed by humanity? Where is the path forward for our giant demon race?

When Zhuang Hong cut off Ge Mu's head with a single strike and turned to flee, everyone who witnessed it fell silent!

At that moment, they had no idea what they could say to express the holy fuck in their hearts!