Eastern: I love doing good things-Chapter 137 : Impressive, I’ll probably never forget you in this lifetime.

Chapter 137 - 137 : Impressive, I’ll probably never forget you in this lifetime.

[You have consumed 10,000 points of Goodness Value. Few people in the world have been able to master this technique to perfection, but you have!]

[The casting of this technique becomes even more secretive, and it can curse all nearby life. The curse seal you set will remain permanently within the enemy's body!]

[Blood Calamity and Shared Misery Great Art (Perfection)!]

The perfected Blood Calamity Great Art had clearly undergone a qualitative leap. Apart from becoming more difficult to detect, the scope of its effect expanded from a single target to multiple targets!

"Finally maxed out. Now I can take down an entire area!" Fang Yuan's lips curled into a smile.

"Bastard!"

At that moment, the ground below erupted with dust, and rocks rolled. A deep roar echoed:

"Do you think that by slaughtering my subordinates, I'm afraid of you?!"

A massive figure broke through the mountain wall and charged into the air!

Beneath the imposing, rugged bull horns, the face of the Bull Demon twisted into a vicious snarl. Its copper-ring-like eyes glowed with intense fury!

It shot up into the air like a rocket, heading straight toward Fang Yuan's position!

Fang Yuan looked calmly at the charging Bull Demon. Did it choose to charge at him instead of abandoning its subordinates and fleeing?

Impressive. It really had some guts!

"You humans occupy better land, while my demon race is just hanging on here, barely surviving! Yet, even then, you want to kill us?"

The Iron-Horned Demon King roared at Fang Yuan.

"Beasts... If you don't die, then will the human race die instead?" Fang Yuan responded indifferently.

From Xiao Yuwei, he had learned that last year alone, the number of citizens killed by demons in Yongnan Province had reached over seventy or eighty thousand!

If that could be called barely surviving, then this kingdom could surely be considered to be in a state of peace and prosperity.

"However, if you want me to spare you, that can also be arranged..." Fang Yuan changed his tone, his right hand making a gesture in his sleeve, and his originally pitch-black eyes gradually started glowing red:

"Bull Demon, as long as you can make me shed even a single drop of blood, I'll grant you anything!"

"Come, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

With that, he decided to test out the newly mastered Blood Calamity and Shared Misery Great Art on this Demon King!

Previously, when Xingsen used this technique, chains flew out to bind both parties, but now that Fang Yuan had perfected it, the technique could be cast silently and without detection!

The Bull Demon's crimson eyes glared at the young man in mid-air, its anger turning into a grimace as it laughed:

"Fine, fine then!"

Such arrogance. Even though this boy displayed powerful strength, as a Seventh Realm warrior, could it not make him bleed just once? Impossible!

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The Bull Demon raised both hands, and the horns on its forehead transformed into flowing light, falling into its palms and turning into two large curved swords!

It lifted the curved swords high, putting all its strength into a fierce slash toward Fang Yuan!

A torrent of wind accompanied by overwhelming power surged forward, yet Fang Yuan didn't even move!

The strike landed ferociously, causing ripples to spread through the air!

Crack!

A grinding sound rang out, like something hard being cut apart.

The Bull Demon's lips curled up in pleasure, but this smile quickly froze.

A huge gash appeared on its cheek, and it immediately spread to its chest!

The Bull Demon quickly realized that it was the one who had been cut!

What was going on?!

In a state of shock, the Bull Demon looked up to see that Fang Yuan was still standing unscathed in mid-air, his figure completely unharmed!

"Iron-Horned Demon King, is your blade dull? Good thing it's just scratching an itch for me..."

The young man's mocking voice echoed through the sky.

"Ah!!!"

The Bull Demon howled in rage. This time, it didn't swing the sword again. Instead, it opened its blood-red mouth and unleashed a dazzling true fire at Fang Yuan!

Boom!!!

The blazing flames hit Fang Yuan, but the Bull Demon let out an agonizing scream as its skin began to curl and its flesh scorched!

Though it had attacked Fang Yuan, it was itself suffering the injury!

At this moment, the Bull Demon finally understood the technique of this human warrior:

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

Any attack against the opponent would be reflected back upon itself!

How could such an absurd technique exist in the world? Was this invincible?!

The Bull Demon immediately stopped breathing fire, and its hesitation made it reluctant to continue striking.

"Not enough, still not enough!" Before the Bull Demon could think things through, Fang Yuan's soft laughter rang out again:

"Why stop now? What are you hesitating for? Look down! If you don't act, your subordinates will be dead soon!!"

"They're all looking at you with pleading eyes!"

"Now is your chance to save them. Given the opportunity, and you're still this useless?"

Fang Yuan's words sounded like demonic whispers as they drilled into the Bull Demon's ears. It suddenly felt a sharp pain in its head!

The long-unused Holy Word to Exterminate Invaders was triggered. The Bull Demon clutched its head, and at that moment, its bovine temper exploded!

With a heart-rending scream, the Bull Demon raised its sword and started slashing wildly at Fang Yuan:

"I'll kill you!"

"For the demon race, for everyone, I'll kill you!"

"Make me bleed, make me bleed!!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The air from the slashes swept outward, spreading further and further, until it finally came to a halt.

The tall and burly Bull Demon's eyes drooped, its gaze fading, and the two curved swords in its hands turned back into its horns.

The Bull Demon was covered in countless slashes, bleeding profusely, even its bones shattered... every blow was self-inflicted.

[Reflective Damage Kills the Seventh Realm Demon King, Goodness Value +50,000]

The merit record prompted the system, and the Iron-Horned Demon King fell dead. However, it didn't fall to the ground. Instead, it continued to float around Fang Yuan due to the force of gravity.

Until the end, the Iron-Horned Demon King had not managed to make Fang Yuan shed a single drop of blood.

Staring at the demon king's corpse, Fang Yuan softly spoke:

"Impressive, Iron-Horned Demon King. Although we were enemies, I still respect you for fighting for your demon race until the very end. I'll probably never forget you..."

But, as he thought this, the demons here still had to be wiped out.

With that thought, Fang Yuan looked down at the remaining demons below.

Seeing their king's tragic end, all the remaining demons closed their eyes one by one and chose to die with dignity.

Even the Golden Ape Demon Lord did the same.

Though their end had come, there was at least one thing that these demons could find comfort in: they had never followed the wrong leader...