Is that all the trick you've got?
Su Yu slowly raised his right hand.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, nor any complicated hand seals.
He simply opened his five fingers towards the Blood-Winged Wolf Devil below, and then... gently clenched them.
"Thunder."
A single word can be as powerful as a divine law.
Boom!!!
Above the heavens, the thick, blood-red clouds, impenetrable even to sunlight, were suddenly torn apart by a massive, mountain-like bolt of cyan-purple divine lightning!
That wasn't ordinary thunder.
The lightning contained no trace of the might of heaven and earth, only the purest and ultimate power of the rules representing "judgment" and " Annihilation "!
The savage grin on the Blood-Winged Wolf Devil's face froze instantly.
An uncontrollable fear, stemming from a primal instinct, seized its demonic core.
"No! What kind of lightning magic is this?! Impossible!"
It let out a terrified shriek, and its bloodthirsty aura surged wildly, transforming into a blood-red demonic shield ten feet thick, which blocked its head.
However, it didn't work.
The purplish-blue divine lightning ignored all energy defenses.
Its attack, seemingly belonging to another dimension, pierced directly through the crimson magic shield and landed with unparalleled precision on the Blood-Winged Wolf Devil's massive demonic body.
There was no explosion, no loud noise.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment as the lightning struck.
The Blood-Winged Wolf Devil's body, which was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of a King-level magic weapon, cracked inch by inch from head to toe.
What shone through the cracks was not flesh and blood, but an extremely dazzling bluish-purple electric light.
Its vitality, its demonic soul, everything about it was completely wiped out from its very source by this bolt of lightning.
"You... you are definitely not... heaven..."
The Blood-Winged Wolf Devil uttered its last words with difficulty, its three demonic eyes filled with endless regret and confusion.
The next second.
Bang.
Its massive body, like a sand sculpture weathered by the elements, Soundless turned into dust.
One strike, instant kill.
A powerful demon at the Heaven Realm Eighth Level wasn't even qualified to force Su Yu to make a second move.
Su Yu slowly lowered his hand, his gaze falling on the Blood Sacrifice Grand Formation that was about to take shape, and the array eye at the center of the array, whose light had dimmed due to the loss of its presiding master.
He took a step forward and appeared atop the mound of stones.
Just as he was about to completely destroy the evil formation, a faint, remnant soul's will, filled with endless resentment, suddenly resounded from the dissipating ashes.
"Heh heh... So what if you kill me..."
" Qingyang, Luoxia, Yunshui... the three sacrificial pillars have been erected, and our king will soon be teleported here..."
"You cannot stop... the entire Yang Province... from becoming the first sacrifice upon my king's return... hahahaha..."
The remnant soul's laughter abruptly ceased, completely purified by the lingering trace of lightning power in the air.
Su Yu's eyes narrowed.
The Devil Race King, it seems the Devil Race also wants to take advantage of the war between the Great Qin and the Northern Nether Sea to stir up trouble.
As he was pondering, the black iron token in his arms began to vibrate wildly once again.
This time, two equally urgent distress signals appeared above.
From Falling Rosy Clouds City and Cloud Water City.
Su Yu in the sky above Azure Yang City, his divine sense sweeping over the black iron token in his arms.
Two crimson distress signals, like two dying hearts, beat and flashed rapidly on the token, pointing to two other locations in Yang Province — Falling Rosy Clouds City and Cloud Water City.
Three cities are simultaneously under attack, and three high-level demon lords of the Heaven Realm are involved.
This is no coincidence.
"Using the lives of millions in three cities to slow me down, or even... to guide me?"
Su Yu's eyes remained completely unmoved.
He is not a savior; he cannot instantly split himself into three different locations.
Since the enemy has drawn a path, he will simply follow this bloody trail and crush his way through.
He checked the direction and chose Falling Rosy Clouds City, which was relatively close.
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Yu's figure faded away from the spot.
The next instant, a bolt of lightning, almost invisible to the naked eye, tore through the sky once more and shot toward Falling Rosy Clouds City.
Its speed was so great that it even left a long, lingering white trail of air in the sky.
Less than ten breaths after Su Yu left.
In the center of Azure Yang City, beside the mountain of Jingguan (a mound of corpses), a figure slowly emerged from a twisted shadow.
The newcomer was none other than Zhou Tong, the Blood Baleful Intent Hall.
He glanced at the Blood-Winged Wolf Devil that had turned to ashes, then looked up at the horizon where Su Yu had disappeared. A cold, calculating glint finally appeared in his usually calm eyes.
"Thunder magic... and it's divine soul thunder magic that touches the 'rules' level." Zhou Tong muttered hoarsely to himself, "It's much stronger than what was reported in the intelligence. It seems that the trip to the Northern Nether Sea wasn't in vain."
He showed no shock or anger at the Blood-Winged Wolf Devil's instant kill.
A chess piece, once dead, is dead.
As long as he can achieve his ultimate goal, he wouldn't even bat an eye, let alone three Heaven Realm Great Demons, or even thirty or three hundred.
"The bait has been swallowed, the fish... has taken the bait."
Zhou Tong's figure once again merged into the shadows and disappeared, as if he had never been there.
Falling Rosy Clouds City.
Unlike the deathly silence of Azure Yang City, a bizarre "carnival" is unfolding here.
The entire city was shrouded in a layer of colorful miasma. The people and martial artists in the city all wore foolish smiles on their faces, singing and dancing in the streets like puppets.
They embraced each other, attacked each other, and with their brightest smiles, plunged swords into their "dance partners'" chests.
Blood flowed, seeping into the cracks of the street, yet there were no painful cries.
Their souls had long been drawn into a dream from which they would never awaken.
In the center of the city, a giant demonic turtle, the size of a small mountain, with countless distorted human faces growing on its shell, lay prone on the ground.
Heaven Realm Ninth Level, Ten Thousand Illusions Heart Turtle.
It lacks the ferocious Sha Qi of the Blood-Winged Wolf Devil, but the soul illusions it creates are even more threatening.
It simply lay there quietly, enjoying the gradual extraction of the city's spirit, which was then transformed into nourishment for itself.
Just then, the wrinkled head of the Ten Thousand Illusions Heart Turtle suddenly rose, its turbid eyes looking up at the sky.
Sizzle!
A streak of purplish-blue lightning, like a sword of divine punishment, descended from the sky, piercing directly through the multicolored miasma that enveloped the entire city.
Su Yu's figure hovered in mid-air.
His eyes, brimming with lightning, pierced through the illusion with a single glance.
"It's you again, you charlatan!"
"After breaking through to the Refinement of Spirit Refinement, illusions of this level are as insignificant as paper in my eyes."
"Humans... powerful beings?" The Ten Thousand Illusions Heart Turtle spoke in human language, its voice aged and viscous, "You've come at the perfect time. Your soul smells... delicious. Enter my dream!"
Buzz--
An invisible and even more powerful wave of illusion swept towards Su Yu's soul and consciousness like a tsunami, trying to drag him into that deathly carnival.