Chapter 527 - 237: One Man Is an Army, Celestial Fire Demon God Appears _2

"Boom!"

The Military Killing Fist, enhanced by the Demon God Battle Lance, was unstoppable.

Just one punch!

The War Shadow shattered, and the Armored Race’s phalanx disintegrated.

The Nascent Soul Red Armored Man was the first to bear the brunt, forcibly enduring Lu Wenwu’s punch.

In an instant, the Life Armor on him turned to dust.

His expression shifted from freezing cold to shocked horror, his eyes widened, as immense terror impacted his sea of spirit.

Then, his body exploded and he died!

The sky resounded with a barrage of explosive sounds.

Be it Nascent Soul or Golden Core, under Lu Wenwu’s punch, everything turned to dust and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Cultivation crystals, Life Armor, bones...

Everything was smashed to pieces.

Blood rain fell, and the Endless Sea of Blood seemed to grow slightly, haunting wails of vengeful spirits adding to the terror.

The gun-wielding War Shadow shattered, over a hundred Armored Race cultivators collectively fell.

The combined attack of the nine War Shadows finally arrived, striking Lu Wenwu’s defenseless back.

Lu Wenwu staggered violently, yet he withstood it!

The slaughter of heaven and earth’s momentum seemed to have no effect on him, the dragon scales on his back, resembling a ghost’s face, shattered, blood flowing everywhere, appearing extremely terrifying.

Before the Armored Race could react emotionally, a more terrifying scene unfolded before everyone’s eyes.

The bloodied muscles on Lu Wenwu’s back squirmed, instantly healing as good as new!

Blood Qi Dragon Scales grew anew, everything looked pristine, as if there had been no battle!

The Armored Race should be proud.

If Lu Wenwu hadn’t removed the Ghost Peace Armor Set before the battle, they might have damaged this emblematic Epic Zhongshan Suit representing his status and profession.

Being able to injure him when they were only on par or even lower in rank than Lu Wenwu on paper, was undeniably an impressive feat.

Since Lu Wenwu embarked on the Path of Cultivation, becoming a cultivator, such an event had never happened before.

The ten Battle Arrays formed by a thousand Armored Race members accomplished a first.

"Your purity is very low."

Lu Wenwu instantly activated his Talent to heal, turned around to confront the remaining nine War Shadows, a bright and cheerful smile appeared on his face.

"But your Battle Array is strong! Very impressive!"

"The Armored Race has some substance."

"In the Extraordinary Realm’s war, I, Violent Dragon, am willing to call you the strongest I’ve seen so far!"

"Let me see what else you can do!"

Nether Yin Dragon Wings flapped, Lu Wenwu grinned fiercely, raising his fist and charging back into the battlefield.

The heart of the Armored Race cultivators simultaneously shivered, a sense of tragic feeling arose within.

To be praised by the enemy, and vastly stronger than themselves at that, should have been a matter of pride.

But the Armored Race couldn’t feel proud at this moment.

Simply because Lu Wenwu’s strength was somewhat outrageous.

The visions revealed by the Military Killing Fist did not dissipate, the Endless Sea of Blood still enveloped this land, turning the entire sky blood-red.

The Armored Race was unclear about what this represented, only knowing that Lu Wenwu’s strength was terrifying.

However, the well-informed Canglang Demon King and Red Tiger Demon King, at this moment, were scared out of their wits in the cave, huddled together like a shivering tiger and wolf.

The initial dissatisfaction, grievances, and resentment had long flown away at the moment the Military Killing Fist’s phenomena appeared.

Revenge?

Revenge my foot!

That thousand-year-overarching major demon of the demonic dao, Blood River Demon Venerable, his most prideful signature ability was only a Blood River.

Formed by massacring over a million lives.

Whereas the vision of the Military Killing Fist displayed a Sea of Blood!

A Sea of Blood with no visible boundaries at a glance!

Who the hell is this person?!

The tiger and wolf brothers mourned inwardly, feeling their future growing darker.

For such an insurmountable Heaven-Reaching Demon Venerable, what does it matter if he breaks his promises?

The promises of demonic cultivators are akin to farts.

...

The Celestial Fire Demon God Ruins, more accurately, should be called the Celestial Fire Mini World.

The actual name of this world has long been untraceable.

The history of this world’s former owner is no longer recorded.

But ever since the Celestial Fire Demon God entered this place and accidentally became the World Spirit due to yearning for Ascension, he named it Celestial Fire Mini World.

Here, he gained immortality and eternal youth, a dream sought by external cultivators, truly sharing Heaven and Earth’s Lifespan.

But simultaneously, he also became a prisoner of this world, almost indefinitely trapped here, unable to escape.

In the core space of this world, hidden from the Trial Taker’s eyes, lies a majestic and grand conglomerate of buildings... ruins.

From the moment the Celestial Fire Demon God stepped within, these were ruins.

Although, born of the Demon Beast, he was friendly with humans, he was not omnipotent.

Putting forth all his effort, he only managed to restore the trial mechanism’s operation.

Now, he lingered atop a tower, watching the thousands of light screens before him with interest, observing the Trial Takers’ experiences and performances within the Trial Realm.

The light screens continually increased and diminished.

The influx of Demon Beasts was overwhelming vast, most of them in the Qi Refining Stage, at best a mere litmus test.

Before the ordinarily Foundation Establishment Stage Armored Race, they were like wheat being harvested.

Only those extremely sensitive to crises, who fled swiftly upon entering, had survival chances.

"These little ones are too weak..."

The Celestial Fire Demon God’s true form was a tiger demon beast.

Now, reduced to the size of a cat, he nestled with his paws tucked in a soft cushion, continuously scanning the light screens ahead.

"Fortunately, there are these human little ones with demon beast bloodlines entering, otherwise anyone below the Golden Core Stage would be just cannon fodder, soon wiped out."

"The Armored Race is innately violent and loves slaughter, but they seem to have self-restrained their killing intent towards these human little ones..."

"I hope they can survive a bit longer... sigh..."

"Huh?"

"Huh huh huh huh?"

"What’s going on!? A Demon God came in!? The rules of heaven and earth have been breached!?"

The Celestial Fire Demon God’s previously excited expression turned into shock, his eyes fixated on one of the light screens.

Within the screen, Lu Wenwu was grinning fiercely, swinging his fist, charging left and right amongst the Armored Race’s Battle Array, his fist technique open and close.

The Armored Race cultivators, who pursued other Trial Takers like stray dogs, were no match against Lu Wenwu, their bones shattered by a pair of Iron Fists, abandoning armor and helmets!

"Turtle! It’s a pure True Dragon Bloodline!"

"Sigh... turns out it’s not a true Divinity Transformation, just battling across levels with bloodline and bodily power... what a shame, I thought the rules of heaven and earth had changed, and I could get out."

"Wait, just relying on bodily strength to at least match Mid-Stage Divinity Transformation! What a monster! The Dragon Race has yet another monstrous prodigy!"

"Could this be the Crown Prince of the True Dragon Race generation? Has the Old Dragon Emperor planned to pass the throne... damn, what the heck is this!"

"Endless Sea of Blood! How many beings need to be slaughtered to condense this!"

The Celestial Fire Demon God once thought he’d seen too many prodigies in his thousands of years of life, that no genius could ripple his mental state.

But faced with the currently raging Lu Wenwu, he was utterly unable to hold it together.

Followed by ecstasy.

Upon becoming the World Spirit of this world, he had learned many secrets.

He couldn’t leave entirely, but he had little opportunity.

Only when an Inheritor completes this mini world’s ultimate trial, becoming its master, can he be liberated.

Lu Wenwu’s arrival gave the Celestial Fire Demon God hope for release.

With such formidable power, he might overcome this mini world’s ultimate trial and seize full control!

Once he succeeds, couldn’t he be freed!

Even a chance to commit suicide would do!

Wahoo!

Serving time here for thousands of years.

No companions, no cellmates.

The only entertainment was watching the world progress of the Armored Race.

The Celestial Fire Demon God was about to go mad.

He would rather die immediately than continue this eternal imprisonment!