Immortal Martial Emperor

"Divine Demon Wings!"

The Divine Demon Wings on Hong Yu's back suddenly vibrated, a black light slowly circulating over them.

A layer of this black light, incredibly sharp and clear, gathered on the edges of the Divine Demon Wings, making them like six razor-sharp blades as they howled through the air.

His speed was extraordinary!

The moment the Divine Demon Wings moved, he crossed a thousand meters.

"Damn it, block him!"

Liang Hunran roared endlessly.

He first gathered a powerful attack, unleashing countless rays of blood-red light. They danced chaotically in the air like hundreds, even thousands, of demonic blood vines before coalescing into a giant, ghostly claw that slammed down viciously toward Hong Yu.

The name of this attack was the 'Blood Soul Claw'.

It was a Celestial-Level Martial Skill that Liang Hunran had cultivated to its absolute limit.

For Liang Hunran, who had lost his vast Power of Resentment, the Blood Soul Claw was undoubtedly his greatest and sharpest weapon.

"A claw? Hmph!"

A contemptuous smile flickered in Hong Yu's eyes.

'Trying to compete with me in claw techniques?'

'Wasn't this Liang Hunran just showing off in front of a master?'

Blue light erupted from his left eye, instantly seeing through the essence of the Blood Soul Claw and finding its weak point.

With a slight movement of his Divine Demon Wings, his body abruptly changed direction.

One of the wings suddenly slammed down. With a SWOOSH, it shattered the Blood Soul Claw to pieces.

Back then, the heavenly prodigy who forged the Godslaying Spear had to perish along with the black Exotic Beast just to slay it. One could only imagine how terrifying the Divine Demon Wings, refined from that very beast's feathers, would be.

"How is this possible?"

Liang Hunran's eyes filled with horror.

His Blood Soul Claw was a Celestial-Level Martial Skill cultivated to the Realm of Perfection. Even a powerhouse a full realm above him wouldn't dare to face it head-on, yet Hong Yu's black wings were this powerful?

Even the Blood Soul Claw couldn't withstand a single exchange with Hong Yu.

Liang Hunran was truly afraid!

His gaze flickered. As he retreated explosively, he roared, "Tang Zhan, everyone, are you not going to attack with me?"

"Let's risk it all!"

"Dammit, if we don't kill this guy, we're the ones who'll die!"

Tang Zhan and the others also felt death approaching. They could only grit their teeth and fight for their lives with everything they had.

Unfortunately...

Facing their combined assault, Hong Yu's figure suddenly vanished.

An Electric Flash, and he reappeared behind Tang Zhan and the others.

BOOM!

The Divine Demon Wings swept out, instantly slicing the dozen or so remaining Blood Demon Palace disciples in half at the waist, sending a blinding spray of blood everywhere.

"Aaaargh!"

Tang Zhan roared in pain as he dodged away.

He stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Liang Hunran. Liang Hunran's face was ashen, while Tang Zhan's was contorted in pain, his hand clutching his waist.

In the moment the Divine Demon Wings had vibrated, although he had dodged in time, his body was still pierced by the sharp Wind Blades from the wings, leaving a gruesome wound that exposed the bone.

GULP!

He swallowed a Pill to stabilize his injury. Tang Zhan tried to circulate his Primordial Gang's Power to seal the wound and prevent further blood loss.

But to his horror, he discovered...

The moment his Primordial Gang's Power touched the wound, it automatically dissipated, as if it were being invisibly devoured. It was incredibly bizarre.

"How is this possible?"

Tang Zhan was both shocked and enraged. He could only take out a bottle of Spirit Medicine Ointment and apply it to the wound.

Even more bizarrely, this Spirit Medicine Ointment, which should have been able to heal wounds in an instant, had also lost its usual effect, turning into streams of clear water that trickled down his side.

"W-what in the world is going on?" Tang Zhan's eyes were practically splitting with rage and panic.

As he lost more and more blood, he found it difficult to maintain his peak condition. His vision blurred, and he began to feel dizzy.

"What in the world are those black wings?" Liang Hunran's eyes twitched, the corner of his eye spasming.

Gazing at the Divine Demon Wings shimmering with black light on Hong Yu's back, an expression of ultimate terror filled his eyes.

After slaughtering more than a dozen men, Hong Yu slowly turned to face Liang Hunran and Tang Zhan. "Now it's your turn."

HUUUH...

Liang Hunran's gaze flickered. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Hong Yu, there's no real blood feud between us. As for those disciples of mine who died at your hands, it was their own fault for being unskilled. Why must we fight to the death?"

"Heh heh..."

Hong Yu let out a disdainful, cold laugh.

Under Liang Hunran's frozen gaze, he spoke with a touch of deep contempt, "Grand Elder Liang, don't you think you're being a bit childish?"

"Hmm?"

Liang Hunran was taken aback.

Hong Yu continued, "If there's no blood feud between us, then why has your Blood Demon Palace been targeting me at every turn since I arrived in the Ice Kingdom? If there's no blood feud, why did Blood Cyan Robe try to kill me and drink my blood after we entered the Ice Tower? If there's no blood feud, why did you target Xu Wudi to try and lure me out?"

"Isn't everything you've done been for the sake of killing me? You've wanted me dead, and have you ever shown any mercy in your repeated attacks?"

Hong Yu laughed loudly. "And now you're telling me we don't have a blood feud? Do you take me for a fool? Or are you the fool?"

Liang Hunran's face alternated between pale and ashen. He looked utterly terrible.

The claim of 'no blood feud' was just an excuse he'd come up with now that the situation had turned against him.

And now, Hong Yu had mercilessly and sharply shot it down with ridicule.

How could he possibly look pleased?

His expression darkened. Liang Hunran said, "So, you're absolutely determined to kill me, then?"

Hong Yu shook his head. "It's not that I'm determined to kill you. It's that you're determined to seek your own death!"

"Fine, fine, fine!"

Liang Hunran gritted his teeth. "Since you insist on courting death, then don't blame me!"

"Hm?"

Hong Yu paused, thinking, 'Could it be that Liang Hunran still has some powerful, hidden technique?'

Just as Hong Yu was wondering and raising his guard, Liang Hunran suddenly shot out a blast of blood-red light. It didn't fly toward Hong Yu, but straight up into the sky.

RUMBLE!

The blood-red light exploded in the air.

A sea of crimson illuminated a patch of the sky.

'This... it's a signaling Command Arrow?'

'Not good, he's calling for backup!' Hong Yu's heart sank.

"ROAR!"

From far away, a roar filled with terrifying power suddenly rang out, shattering the air. Hong Yu's keen Perception picked up an extremely powerful aura approaching at a ferocious speed.

From another direction, a voice called out.

"Hahaha, the Blood Demon Palace's Life-saving Command Arrow? Looks like you've found Hong Yu!"

Hong Yu recognized that voice.

It was the middle-aged man in silver armor from the Ice Kingdom's Royal Family. He was incredibly powerful, even more so than Liang Hunran.

Besides them, a jumble of other auras was approaching, numbering no less than a thousand people!

'Damn it, now I'm in trouble.' Hong Yu's gaze flickered.

The silver-armored middle-aged man from the Royal Family alone would be extremely difficult to deal with.

What's more...

...there was also that mysterious Black-robed Powerhouse.

At this thought, Hong Yu prepared to leave and avoid the brunt of their attack for now.

But Liang Hunran just sneered and launched continuous attacks to block Hong Yu. Even though he couldn't defeat Hong Yu, he could at least hinder him for a while.

Facing the all-out obstruction of a Mid-stage Primordial Embryo Realm powerhouse, even Hong Yu with his Divine Demon Wings couldn't escape at will.

During this delay, the two powerhouses arrived one after another.

The first to arrive was the middle-aged man in silver armor from the Royal Family.

He had a massive, burly frame. Everywhere he passed, the air cracked and the ground trembled. He was like a primordial giant beast on the attack, carving a path straight through the jungle.

The moment the incomparably domineering, silver-armored man appeared, he frowned slightly as he swept his gaze over the battlefield, which was littered with corpses and rivers of blood.

His chilling gaze finally landed on Hong Yu, filled with a mix of fanatical battle intent and cold killing intent. "Jie jie, Hong Yu, it really is you! This must be a blessing from the heavens! After searching for you for days without success, I've finally found you!"

A look of joy crossed Liang Hunran's face. "Grand General Meng, this Hong Yu killed three of your personal guard disciples. I ask for your help, Grand General, in slaying this man for the Blood Demon Palace."

Meng Chenggong.

The Ice Kingdom's General. He was one of the Top Ten Powerhouses, ranked in the top five, even higher than Liang Hunran.

Meng Chenggong snorted coldly. "Liang Hunran, don't you dare order me around. Just look at the pathetic state you're in. To think that I'm ranked among the Top Ten Powerhouses alongside you... what a fucking disgrace."

"You..."

Liang Hunran's face was ashen, and he seethed inwardly. 'Dammit, if Hong Yu hadn't devoured my vast Power of Resentment, would you dare speak to me like this?'

Meng Chenggong showed Liang Hunran no respect whatsoever. "The Blood Demon Palace is just a bunch of trash. So many of you, slaughtered by Hong Yu alone."

Just then...

The void boomed, and a voice like muffled thunder suddenly rang out. "Hmph, Meng Chenggong, aren't you getting a little too arrogant? Whether the Blood Demon Palace is strong or weak is not for you to judge!"

"Hm?"

Meng Chenggong's expression changed, as if facing a great enemy.

From the heavens above, a black figure descended abruptly.

He was completely wrapped in a black cloak that fluttered and snapped in the wind. The aura rolling off him was like the Netherworld Death God, giving one a heart-pounding sense of dread.

From beneath the cloak, a pair of blood-red eyes swept toward Hong Yu. "What a fine Hong Yu you are, to slaughter hundreds of my Blood Demon Palace's disciples. Heh heh, good, very good. This is just great!"

Hong Yu's heart shook.

'This Black-robed Powerhouse speaks as if he's from the Blood Demon Palace... so he's one of them too?'

'But...'

'In the entire Blood Demon Palace, Liang Hunran's combat strength and status are incredibly high.'

'This person seems to be even above Liang Hunran.'

'Doesn't that mean...'

"Are you the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace?" Hong Yu took a deep breath.

"Jie jie, you're not too stupid!"

A sinister laugh echoed as he ripped off his cloak, revealing the Palace Master of the Blood Demon Palace—Blood Wen!

The second-ranked absolute master among the Top Ten Powerhouses in the entire Ice Kingdom!

"Hahaha, Blood Wen Palace Master, Grand General Meng, I, Cheng Zhen, have come to lend you a hand!"

Patriarch Cheng of the Cheng Family, Cheng Zhen, had also arrived.

"Jie jie, when the Blood Demon Palace is taking action, my Ning Family certainly can't be left behind!"

"With Grand General Meng making a move, how could my legion stand by and do nothing?"

"The Royal Palace Guard Corps is here, awaiting Grand General Meng's orders!"

"..."

Suddenly, one powerful figure after another appeared, totaling over fifteen hundred people.

The two sides formed two separate camps.

The Blood Demon Palace faction, and the Royal Family faction.

But today...

...the goal of both factions was the same.

All of the powerhouses—some stern, some sinister, some awe-inspiring, some gloating...

...all of them were staring intently at the six-winged youth.

Hong Yu's heart sank.

This battle...

...was going to be dangerous!