Chapter 526 - 237: One Man Is an Army, the Celestial Fire Demon God Emerges

The auspicious cloud beneath Lu Wenwu’s feet slowly dissipated.

On his back, which was as terrifying as a ghostly face, a strange mark resembling a burning flame quietly took shape.

"Xiaohong, Xiaoqing, the task of cleaning the battlefield is yours. If there are any lapses... heh... I’ve never tasted Wolf and Tiger Whip Wine in my life. I hope you don’t fulfill this little wish of mine."

The Red Tiger Demon King and Canglang Demon King simultaneously felt a chill under them, and clamped their tails tightly with their hind legs.

Even being called Xiaohong and Xiaoqing by Lu Wenwu was momentarily forgotten.

"Outer demons, their sin must be punished!"

Among the Armored Race, a Red Armored Leader spoke coldly, thrusting forward a three-meter-long war spear, as a titanic killing intent erupted from their body.

"Demon-slaying Army, surround the target, kill the enemy!"

"Wrong."

Before the Armored Race cultivators, who called themselves the Demon-slaying Army, could act, the Nether Yin Dragon Wings behind Lu Wenwu spread open, and a surge of dragon power mixed with the Fire of Huodou burst out in all directions.

His speed was faster than the Armored Race cultivators. Before the opposing commander could finish speaking, he had already appeared in front of them instantly.

With a punch like a supernova explosion, countless blazing torrents erupted violently.

"It’s you who are surrounded by me!"

"Demon God? Brave!"

The voice of the Red Armored man suddenly rose by two pitches, mixed with purer and more tumultuous anger and killing intent.

"All soldiers heed my command, form the Celestial Armor Array! Today, we shall slay a Demon God!"

"Understood!"

The Armored Race cultivators shouted in unison, their booming voices perfectly synchronized as one.

The rolling sound waves even caused the mountains to collapse and the peaks to shatter.

A total of ten colossal War Shadows, over twenty meters high, took shape above the Armored Race’s battle array, resembling a celestial dharma aspect, or a Fierce-eyed Vajra.

The War Shadows all wore the battle armor of the Armored Race, enveloping the cultivators who were changing formation.

And in the very center, was the commander of each formation, all Red Armored men possessing Peak Nascent Soul cultivation.

The closest War Shadow to Lu Wenwu leaned back, a crimson war spear formed by some kind of light and shadow appearing in its hand.

Facing the Overlord Fist, it fiercely stabbed downwards, and the world around them suddenly changed color.

An invisible force quickly gathered with the thrust of the spearhead, as if the entire heaven and earth condensed into one spear at that moment, unleashing a terrifying power enough to pierce the earth core.

"Good, here it comes!"

Lu Wenwu’s eyes gleamed with excitement, with Blood Qi Dragon Scales abruptly appearing on his body surface.

The light of the Glory Battle Pattern shone on the Dragon Scales, elevating the power of this punch to a new height.

"Let me see the Power of Heaven and Earth belonging to the Divinity Transformation Stage!"

"Boom!"

The collision of the war spear and fist was like a meteor striking the earth.

The shockwaves generated from the collision swept out instantly, directly shattering all the surrounding mountain peaks within a dozen leagues, turning them into large chunks of mountain stone collapsing downward.

This was merely the aftermath!

Even though the collision’s center was in the sky, the ensuing devastation was immense.

The fragments of the shattered force of heaven and earth crumbled away, and the blazing embers of the True Sun Fire covered everything around them, falling like a meteor shower.

In an instant, the surroundings transformed into a sea of flames, and then in a flash turned into a barren, flaming land.

This is the power of the Sun, the origin of life, and the terrifying heat that incinerates everything!

The vibrant green rapidly faded, replaced by vast expanses of burning land.

Even the soil and gravel, things that should not have ignited, were now burning fiercely in the blaze, becoming the fuel that ignited everything.

The Canglang Demon King, who the two sides had completely ignored, used the ancestral wisdom it had learned, frantically digging into a uniquely composed mountain, tunneling its way inside.

The Red Tiger Demon King exerted all its strength, spiritual power surging through its whole body, using all its might to barely fend off the terrifying shockwaves.

They were not trying to escape.

They dared not run anymore.

Now they were at the center of the Divinity Transformation battlefield, right in the middle of the chaotic conflict between the eleven Divinity Transformations!

Without some "ashen-faced" method of hiding, the shockwaves alone would be enough to critically injure or even kill them.

Above the sky, the War Shadow facing Lu Wenwu barely blocked the Blazing Sun Tyrant Fist, but its state was rather poor, finding it difficult to mount an effective counterattack.

The rhythm of battle was directly disrupted!

Those who dared to clash head-on with Lu Wenwu, unless they could absolutely crush him in purity, met with dire outcomes.

The nine other War Shadows, as one, simultaneously wielded different weapons, attacking Lu Wenwu from all sides.

This was power nine times stronger than the spear-wielding War Shadow before, almost tearing the heavens and earth asunder.

However, Lu Wenwu didn’t dodge or evade at all.

He just flapped his dragon wings and charged forward, grinning fiercely as he threw a punch!

At that moment, an endless Sea of Blood descended.

The terrifying aura alone completely encompassed dozens of leagues around, and countless low-tier demon creatures couldn’t withstand this mental onslaught, dying instantly.

The horrifying killing intent had become substantial, forming a deathly white glove before Lu Wenwu’s blood-colored Military Killing Fist.

A black-purple Demon Saber manifested, the blade releasing a white strong light, simultaneously slashing down with this punch.

The red, spear-wielding War Shadow, which should have been expressionless, appeared momentarily dazed, and could only, under the Red Armored Leader’s bulging veins, raise its arms to cross them in front of its chest to barely defend.