A Spirit Platform fight to the death, cleansing Central Capital, and a second-generation heir courting death

"Boom--!!!"

Above the Boundary Great Wall Demon Capital, two terrifying beams of light, one black and one white, collided violently. Each collision seemed to tear apart the laws of this world.

A terrifying energy storm swept outwards from the two of them. The low-level magical beasts and human soldiers who were fighting fiercely below didn't even have time to scream before they were reduced to ashes in the aftershocks.

"Such terrifying power... Is this what battle at the Spirit Platform Realm is like?!"

The Sun Grade investigator, along with the other ten powerful beings at the Sea of Consciousness, retreated in disarray to a safe area dozens of miles away. Looking up at the battle of the Heavenly Immortal in the sky, their eyes were filled with undisguised horror and helplessness.

Compared to those at the Spirit Platform Realm, these usually high and mighty Sea of Consciousness Realm cultivators are as fragile as cannon fodder, not even qualified to intervene.

"Now, the fate of the entire Great Xia rests on the shoulders of our Ancestor alone."

The Chu Family patriarch clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even realize his nails were digging into his flesh.

If the human Spirit Platform Realm ancestor wins, the Demon Capital might still have a glimmer of Vitality; but if it loses... then it will be utterly doomed.

Above the ruins of the International Martial Dao Expo Center in Central Capital.

The old Daoist priest and the old monk, both dressed in green robes, gripped the emergency communicator, which was still flashing a red light frantically, pleading for help. Their faces were ashen.

Through the blurry images transmitted from the front lines, they too witnessed the earth-shattering battle that was unfolding in the Spirit Platform Realm.

"The front lines... are no longer within our control."

The old Daoist priest in the green robe spoke in a hoarse voice, his hand holding the whisk trembling slightly. Although he was a top expert in Central Capital, he felt deeply insignificant at this moment.

"Even if we rush there now, we'll only increase our casualties in the face of the aftershocks of the Spirit Platform Realm expert."

The old monk clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and chanted Buddhist mantras in a low voice, seemingly praying for the soldiers on the front lines.

Dongfang Yueming stood in mid-air, his cold gaze sweeping over the bustling heart of the Great Xia below.

Through his terrifying perception of [Divine Sense Like the Sea], he keenly discovered that although the crisis at the Expo Center had been resolved, a large number of "scum" emanating disgusting demonic energy and Variants auras still lurked in the dark corners and luxurious manors of this vast Central Capital city!

The sheer number of them even surpasses that of Demon Capital!

Clearly, these parasites at the center of power in the Great Xia Dynasty have gone even further and deeper down the path of cultivating corrupt officials than the three major families in Demon Capital.

"Before you leave, clean up all the trash in this house."

Dongfang Yueming's eyes sharpened.

He slowly raised his right hand.

[Heaven Grade Ultimate Technique - Flowers Bloom with a Thought, Soul and Spirit Annihilated]!

"Buzz!"

A golden spiritual force, even more vast and powerful than when he was in Demon Capital, instantly spread out from him, covering the entire Central Capital area like mercury spilling across the ground!

Immediately afterwards, countless brilliant stars began to twinkle eerily in the city's daytime sky!

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

In the Central Capital area, there are countless high-ranking members of mutated families drinking human blood in secret rooms, countless high-level Variants hiding in the sewers barely surviving, and even some Fallen Ones deeply polluted by demonic energy and hiding within the government.

The moment I came into contact with that golden starlight.

The madness and greed in their eyes froze instantly. Although their bodies were intact, their souls were wiped out in an instant by that domineering spiritual sword intent, like spring snow meeting the scorching sun!

Thump, thump, thump.

Thousands upon thousands of soulless shells fell silently in every corner of Central Capital at the same time.

"Hiss--!"

Seeing Dongfang Yueming once again unleash such a miraculous group-killing technique.

The martial artists Central Capital Zhongdu who had just recovered from despair, as well as the old Daoist priest and the old monk in green robes, all gasped in shock, their scalps tingling.

"In the blink of an eye, an entire city was wiped out!"

"Just how terrifying is this senior's spiritual power?!" The old monk was so shocked that he almost dropped the prayer beads in his hand.

After clearing away the hidden dangers in Central Capital, Dongfang Yueming withdrew his hand and turned to look at Hong Gui and Baihu.

"Let's go. To the Boundary."

His tone remained calm, as if he had merely swatted a few flies.

"Alright!" The two women were now completely blindly devoted to Dongfang Yueming's strength and nodded without hesitation.

Just as the three were preparing to use their movement techniques to tear through space and head towards the Boundary of the Demon Capital.

"Stop right there! You fucking stop right there!"

An extremely arrogant and furious roar suddenly came from a luxurious VIP passageway below the exhibition center.

Immediately afterwards.

A young man dressed in a luxurious custom-made brocade robe, with a somewhat frivolous face, led four or five guards exuding a terrifying aura as they rushed out aggressively, directly blocking the path of Dongfang Yueming and his companions.

Although this young man was only at the Meridian Opening Realm, the guards behind him were all experts at the True Power Realm! One of them even had one foot in the True Power Perfection!

"You're the guy who was just randomly using skills?!"

The young man in the brocade robe pointed at the Dongfang Yueming in the east, his face flushed and neck bulging as he roared, "Do you fucking know what you just did?!"

"This young master spent hundreds of billions, countless resources, and top-grade blood food to raise that rare ' Purple-Gold Demon Ape ' in the underground secret chamber, and it was killed by your inexplicable starlight! Only an empty shell remains!"

"Do you know that's the top-grade medicinal ingredient I used to break through to the True Power Realm?!"

The young man grew angrier with each word, his eyes filled with undisguised resentment and greed. "If you don't compensate me for my losses today, or hand over that mind-controlling technique you just used, you're not going anywhere!"

Hearing these extremely arrogant words...

Both Hong Gui and Baihu frowned, their eyes flashing with anger.

"Where did this fool come from, daring to block the road and cause trouble at this time?" Hong Gui sneered, her purple true energy flowing in her hand, preparing to teach this arrogant and ignorant young master a lesson.

Baihu also gripped the hilt of her sword tightly. They had personally witnessed how Dongfang Yueming instantly killed a monster at the Sea of Consciousness Realm. This kid dared to come and provoke them with only a few True Power Realm guards; it was like an old man eating poison—he was tired of living.

However.

Before the two women could even make a move...

The old Daoist priest in the green robe below saw the young man in the brocade robe and his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly shouted, "Young Master Wang! How dare you be rude! This is a senior expert who just saved Central Capital!"

Then, the old Daoist in the green robe hurriedly flew into the air, steeling himself to stand between the young man and Dongfang Yueming, and respectfully transmitted his voice to Dongfang Yueming:

"Senior, please calm down! This person... must not be killed!"

Cold sweat beaded on the old Daoist's forehead, his tone filled with deep apprehension. "His Wang Teng, and although he's useless, he... he's the one currently on the front lines, fighting to the death against the Demon King—our Great Xia's only [Spirit Platform Realm] Ancestor, the direct great-grandson of Elder Wang!"

"He is also the only remaining male heir in the Wang Family!"

The young man named Wang Teng felt even more confident when the old Daoist in the green robe appeared. He had no idea how terrifying the person in front of him was. After all, in his understanding since childhood, with his great-grandfather, who was at the Spirit Platform Realm, backing him up, he was the god in the Great Xia Country!

"You old bastard, get out of my way!"

Wang Teng arrogantly shoved aside the old Daoist priest in green robes, pointed at Dongfang Yueming, and shouted, "What kind of bullshit senior expert are you! In front of my Wang Family, dragons have to coil up and tigers have to lie low!"

"Boy, I don't care what your cultivation level is. Today you killed my medicinal ingredient, so either hand over your secret technique and serve as my bodyguard for three years to atone for your sins, or..."

Wang Teng's gaze swept unabashedly over the stunningly beautiful faces and alluring figures of Hong Gui and Baihu, his Adam's apple bobbing greedily.

"Either leave these two stunning beauties beside you here so I can vent my frustrations, and I might consider sparing your life!"