The Devil God Destroys the World

Sang Ying had never fought such a difficult battle.

After undergoing the complete transformation, Gu Huaiwei seemed to have mastered some kind of rule. He could predict every sword strike that Sang Ying would bring down, and the blade could only barely graz his scales, creating a spark, but it could not leave any mark on him.

Even the sun overhead showed no sign of recovering, as if he had control over the heavens.

This was completely different from what Sang Ying had expected. Her Demigod -level power hadn't gained any advantage against Gu Huaiwei, whose power was now clearly no less than hers.

Sang Ying vaguely remembered that in the battle that caused the God Race to suffer a great defeat, it was the birth of a Devil God from the Devil Race that caused the God Race to suffer a great loss and allowed the Devil Race to continue to this day.

Legend has it that the Devil God was covered in black armor and had ten sword-like "hands" growing from its back.

It now seems that Gu Huaiwei is already transforming into that so-called Devil God.

Sang Ying didn't consider herself an impulsive person, but at this moment she was forced to feel agitated.

Since becoming Demigod, the parts of the Swordsmanship created by Gu Wangchuan that she couldn't understand before suddenly became clear to her, as if she had suddenly gained enlightenment.

Sang Ying didn't want to waste any more time with the monster in front of her, so she unceremoniously took out the sword formations that Gu Wangchuan had developed. The sharp sword shadows transformed into the shape of a dragon and rushed towards Gu Huaiwei without any regard for the consequences.

The countless sword blades rained down on him, but were blocked by his black scales, preventing him from suffering any damage.

Sang Ying felt somewhat overwhelmed; everything that was happening now was completely beyond her imagination.

"You're so eager to kill me, yet you don't even look down at your feet?" Gu Huaiwei reminded her after knocking Sang Ying away with her tentacles once more.

Sang Ying immediately looked down and saw that the world that had been covered by yellow sand was now a scene of devastation. Rivers had dried up, trees were withered, and flowers and plants had faded. Sang Ying even saw white bones buried under the yellow sand.

This scene of life being robbed is still spreading, and wherever the yellow sand reaches, desolation follows.

This scene is even more chilling than High Antiquity battlefield.

What frightened Sang Ying even more was that the sandstorm had reached the vicinity of the camp built by the cultivators in the Lower Realm, and it looked like it was about to swallow up everyone in the camp.

Sang Ying truly couldn't Gu Huaiwei this time. She immediately abandoned the monster and ran towards the direction of the sandstorm.

The speed of Demigod is naturally beyond question, but she had only flown away for a short while when Gu Huaiwei blocked her way again. This time, he was unwilling to let Sang Ying leave.

"You shouldn't care about them so much," Gu Huaiwei, as if Sang Ying in front of him was born to be a cold-hearted person.

Sang Ying was in a hurry to save people and didn't want to listen to his nonsense. She raised her hand and unleashed another barrage of sword shadows, diverting Gu Huaiwei 'Sang Ying attention before continuing to fly towards the camp.

But soon, her ankle was entangled by several of Gu Huaiwei's tentacles, which were covered in barbs. As soon as they hooked onto Sang Ying's ankle, the barbs tried to dig deep into her flesh.

But having been tempered by the Annihilation Spring and magma, Sang Ying was not harmed by these barbs. She tried desperately to break free, but the force of the tentacles was greater than she had imagined.

"What exactly do you want to do? Are you crazy?!" Sang Ying had heard Jiang Zhuoxue say that this person had clearly become an immortal.

Their greatest wish in this life is to become an immortal, but this person has clearly already become an immortal, so why is he causing all this trouble?

Gu Huaiwei refused to move aside, stubbornly blocking her way. "If you really want to save them, I will give you that chance, but only when there are only a hundred people left."

"Why should I listen to you?" Sang Ying was so angry she almost laughed. She had never seen such a shameless person.

Sang Ying's hands never stopped moving. Her sword was incredibly sharp. Although it couldn't leave a wound on Gu Huaiwei, it would still hurt.

She didn't know how many more times those ten tentacles could grow, but she would sever them as soon as they dared to attack her.

After trapping Gu Huaiwei once again, Sang Ying plunged into the clouds.

Gu Huaiwei used the result of severing the rootless tentacles to chase after her again. He intercepted Sang Ying in mid-air, although it was somewhat difficult to stop her.

"I've already told you, you can't go save them now." Gu Huaiwei and stubbornly.

Sang Ying was utterly disgusted with him at that moment. "I already said, you have no right to order me around!"

She gripped the Dragon Abyss Sword tightly, and the dragon coiled on the sword came to life at that moment.

The Dragon Abyss Sword roared, and the dragon patterns on it came to life. A golden dragon coiled out, and its phantom lunged at Gu Huaiwei.

Gu Huaiwei didn't know how he blocked it, but after the afterimage dissipated, one of his arms was broken.

His body is no longer able to regenerate indefinitely like before; once his left arm is severed, it's gone, with no sign of it growing back.

Gu Huaiwei glanced down at her injured arm, then looked up at Sang Ying with a hint of helplessness in her eyes. "Why do you always refuse to listen to me and always go against my wishes?"

His eyes were filled with a sadness of being misunderstood, but Sang Ying couldn't tell how genuine his emotions were.

"Since you keep asking who I am, then I'll show you who I really am," Gu Huaiwei murmured.

Sang Ying subconsciously sensed danger. She was about to distance herself from Gu Huaiwei again when, in the next instant, all ten tentacles of Gu Huaiwei shot out. Sang Ying severed them with her front foot, but the tentacles grew back and took the Heart Devil Mirror from her arms.

By the time she realized what was happening, Gu Huaiwei's swift attack had already forced her into a trap.

Gu Huaiwei- on, risking being pierced in the chest by the Dragon Abyss Sword, and fiercely pushed Sang Ying into the Heart Devil Mirror!

The moment his hand touched the mirror, a wisp of black mist slowly rose from it.

"You'll realize that I'm the only one in this world who truly cares about you. Once you see the past clearly, you'll understand just how much I've sacrificed for you," Gu Huaiwei murmured softly as she slowly grasped the mirror.

Having done all that, he looked down at the group of cultivators being chased and driven by the yellow sand.

The yellow sand moves very fast, capable of swallowing up all life within a meter in the blink of an eye. But it is not unstoppable; it takes a great deal of Spiritual Power to block it.

These cultivators can hold them off for now, but soon the power of the yellow sand will increase and it will devour them all.

"These people aren't worth saving at all, little apprentice. You'll eventually realize that my choice was the right one." Gu Huaiwei said, her eyes showing a hint of red.

He seemed to see his disciple, crying out in pain to him in a pitiful and helpless state.