Gu Huaiwei, the monster

Gu Huaiwei escaped very quickly; if Sang Ying hadn't been chasing her so closely, she probably would have gotten away.

Gu Huaiwei now absorbed too much Demonic Power, making him a true Devil Master. If he were to make a move, even Jiang Zhuoxue and those powerful figures might not be able to capture him.

Unfortunately, they ran into Sang Ying, who was like a Gu Huaiwei to them. The two flew into the clouds and only stopped after they had completely disappeared from sight.

Two figures, one in black and one in blue, faced each other across a sea of clouds, with a shattered world beneath their feet.

"You've grown so quickly. I thought that changing your fate would make it difficult for you to grow. I never expected you to actually persevere." Gu Huaiwei had originally planned to help her secretly, but he didn't expect that none of his prepared backup plans would be needed, and she would bear all these hardships alone.

But Sang Ying didn't take this as a compliment at all; she simply remained silent and swung her sword at the man again.

The Demigod's sword strike was terrifyingly powerful. Before, on the ground, Sang Ying was worried that if she used too much force, the power would leak out and accidentally harm innocent creatures. Now that she was in the sky, she didn't have to worry about that.

Gu Huaiwei's outstretched tentacles were all severed, which made him instantly realize Sang Ying's current power.

"It's not a good thing that you're so easily provoked. Didn't your new master teach you that a true strongman should not show his emotions?" The severed tentacles quickly grew back. He now had a lot of Demonic Qi in his body, so he didn't care about these minor losses.

But Sang Ying ignored him completely, and just kept swinging her sword at him.

The Sword Qi surged towards him, cleaving away the clouds and mist surrounding the two. The white clouds quickly retreated, clearing the sky and creating a vast space for the two to fight.

Gu Huaiwei not only saw this, but Sang Zheng and the others below also quickly noticed it.

Although they couldn't fly that high on their own, they were all sharp-eyed and could easily see the fierce battle raging above them.

The others were unaware of what had happened and were focused on clearing out the Devil Race who had stopped, but Sang Zheng sensed something and vaguely realized that the strange cloud formations above his head were probably caused by his daughter.

Sang Ying showed no mercy to Gu Huaiwei; she simply didn't believe that the person in front of her was her former master.

In her memory, Gu Huaiwei always like the moon high in the mountains; even if she lost her memory and became the Demon Lord, she would never turn herself into a monster.

The Gu Huaiwei in front of her looked like a mad dog, and Sang Ying felt completely unfamiliar with him.

Listening to him continue rambling on about nonsensical things, Sang Ying grew annoyed. "You don't need to tell me all this, because I won't believe anything you say. Right now, I just want you dead!"

She wanted the Lower Realm to return to normal. She knew that most of the previous events were caused by the person in front of her, Sang Ying wanted to avenge those innocent people who had died unjustly!

Thinking this, she severed Gu Huaiwei's arm with a single sword strike.

Although the arm grew back quickly, Sang Ying knew that the injury had consumed a lot of his Demonic Power.

Despite suffering severe Gu Huaiwei showed no sign of pain. In fact, he even displayed a very satisfied expression when he saw Sang Ying's Swordsmanship improve once again.

This disgusted Sang Ying. She didn't like Gu Huaiwei's attitude, as if her strength was due to Gu Huaiwei.

Sang Ying intended to finish the matter quickly; she didn't want to waste too much time on Gu Huaiwei. However, Gu Huaiwei hadn't lived in vain all these years. Not to mention the tentacles that kept growing, just his skill in dodging would take Sang Ying a long time to exhaust.

Finally, just before Sang Ying was pushed to the brink and unleashed her most powerful Swordsmanship, Gu Huaiwei suddenly stopped moving.

He stood calmly above the sea of clouds, his entire body shrouded in black mist, yet he stood bathed in sunlight.

"It's finally here!" The ten tentacles unfurled, as if preparing to receive some blessing.

Sang Ying was startled by his sudden movement and immediately retreated a great distance. She knew this man was treacherous and cunning, and was very worried that he would use some scheme to harm her.

However, this time Sang Ying was wrong.

The man simply opened his arms, but the sunlight overhead instantly dimmed considerably.

Sang Ying realized something was wrong. She looked up and saw the distant sun being swallowed by darkness little by little. The brilliant sunlight disappeared at a visible speed, and the sun was soon shrouded in darkness.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the entire Lower Realm was shrouded in darkness, and all sounds around instantly fell silent.

Gu Huaiwei seemed to have been waiting for this day for a long time. With a wave of his arms, a storm swept towards him from all directions.

He absorbed all the Demonic Qi that filled the Lower Realm, and the Devil Race who were pinned to the spot also turned into black Demonic Qi and entered his body.

The land and rivers that had been polluted by Demonic Qi were all restored to their former cleanliness, because these black things had become nourishment for Gu Huaiwei.

His eyes were filled with pure blackness, Demonic Qi of heaven and earth gathered on his body, forming a pair of long horns on his forehead.

Sang Ying knew things were going badly if this continued. She had started to attack Gu Huaiwei with her sword the moment she discovered him absorbing all the Demonic Qi. But she hadn't expected the Demonic Qi to transform into a solid barrier, completely surrounding him and giving Sang Ying no chance to harm Gu Huaiwei.

Sang Ying watched helplessly as Gu Huaiwei completed her final transformation.

His entire body was covered in a layer of black scales, which were different from dragon scales. They were not only densely packed and fine, but also had tiny barbs on their tails.

At this moment, Gu Huaiwei was no longer human; even his face was covered in black scales. Now, he looked like a complete monster.

The sun still hadn't returned to normal, while the Demonic Qi from the Lower Realm had completely entered Gu Huaiwei's stomach.

He boldly removed the barrier blocking Sang Ying, and the ten tentacles on his back also changed, transforming from soft to sharp, blade-like "weapons."

"Come on, this time, let me see how you're going to kill me." As Gu Huaiwei uttered the word "kill," his face was filled with pleasure.

Sang Ying, of course, would not refuse Gu Huaiwei's challenge, and she gladly raised her sword to meet him.

The battles taking place in the sky were unknown to those on the ground. Although the Devil Race had disappeared and the Demonic Qi was gone, the cultivators were not happy.

Because the moment the Demonic Qi dissipated, they only saw a sandstorm instantly covering the area previously occupied by the Devil Race. The land was cracked, the trees were all withered and yellow, and the sandstorm swept away all life wherever it went.

And now, the sandstorm is about to blow over to them.