Chapter 1069 - 464:

As the words fell, without any visible movement from him, the entire space suddenly appeared with over a thousand space rifts! These rifts were like a thousand sharp blades, forming a dense slashing matrix, filling every void around that Demigod!

He only let out a scream before being sliced into pieces.

The pursuing figure laughed even more heartily, intentionally avoiding the opponent’s Energy Core, just for a good torture!

As an S-Class blooded Holy Blooder, he was supposed to be the ruler of this land, but was chained by the Molten Steel People, forcibly catalyzing his bloodline, sending him to the most dangerous places to scout, while making him watch helplessly as his kind were treated like pigs and dogs!

Now, the supreme Bright Venerable has awakened, and under the Blessing of the revered High Priest, he finally possesses the Power to resist. It is time to unleash the anger of the Ming Race!

But just then, a Sword Aura swiftly sliced through, severing his head.

The figure of the Molten Steel Demigod slowly emerged from behind him, seemingly scornful and disdainful.

"Merely pretending to be weak and using an illusion Skill was enough to deceive you. As expected, even when a lowly breed gains Power, they lack the Ability to wield it."

The Demigod withdrew his gaze; although they shared the same level of Power, their battle experience was vastly different—one was an old monster who had fought for hundreds of years, and the other a young kid who had never undergone combat training. The conclusion was obvious.

He glanced at the Calibration Device on his wrist, and during the process of pretending to be weak, he had managed to escape to the edge of the Palace, ready to blast through this wall and leave this hellish place.

He was already somewhat impatient; just recalling the events of this day sent shivers down his spine. Those ordinary people, just with their words, could threaten him, as if ants ready to be crushed suddenly turned into thousands of venomous snakes lunging at him—utterly horrifying.

Fortunately, he was about to leave and had gathered enough precious data.

But just as he was ready to blast through the wall, a strange "hissing" sound suddenly came from behind. He turned abruptly, eyes widening in fear!

Behind him, the Ming Race person with the severed head seemed to experience time reversal; the splattered blood flowed backward into his body, flesh and blood fused, and every nerve seemed precisely reconnected as if by the most accurate surgery!

"In my Master’s Domain, none of his subjects will die."

A raspy voice emerged, and the Molten Steel Demigod whipped his head around, only to see an old man quietly standing nearby!

He had never seen a person so old; his skin resembled dry bark, tightly clinging to a barely flesh-and-blood body, with his face covered in age spots—on such a shriveled body, calling them corpse spots wouldn’t be surprising! At first glance, one would doubt how such an aged body could still live.

Yet, the Molten Steel Demigod felt a profound fear from that body aged beyond imagination! He let out a scream, retreating rapidly, but the old man merely clenched his hand lightly and his body was frozen in place from thin air!

It was an extremely bizarre scene; he was still desperately Flying, but no matter how he mobilized Energy, his body seemed like an actor in a movie screen, unable to break out of the space that was less than several meters!

In the next instant, the elder opened his palm and the Demigod’s body exploded from the center as if under ultra-low pressure, blood splashing everywhere!