Chapter 1033: Chapter 664: Blood-Dipped! The Undying Necropolis! (Part 2)

"I am a good demon!!!"

The skeleton bird was filled with an inexplicable sense of sorrow, but under the immense pressure and the heavy weapon pinning it down, it couldn’t utter a word.

Meng Chuan looked at the monster in front of him. Though still hideous and jagged, it carried a sense of "indignation."

"Did I misunderstand you?"

The skeleton bird shuddered all over, as if it had received genuine recognition from another, and stopped struggling under the suppression of the Demon-Subduing power.

Tap tap tap...

Meng Chuan had already walked to the edge of the colossal creature, his right arm drawn back, with the overwhelming gray shadow behind him converging entirely on his fist.

A look of compassion appeared on his face, yet he spoke softly, his voice like a death knell prayer filled with apathy.

"It’s alright, just be more careful in your next life."

With that said.

Meng Chuan seemed unwilling to witness the cruel scene he created, squinting his eyes as he thrust his fist into the pit.

Boom!!!

The devouring yin-yang vortex gathered at the bottom of the pit, and everything it touched collapsed and shattered like fragile glass.

The skeleton bird’s vision began to shake, then slowly melted away...

The resilience of a four-tiered demon body, comparable to high-quality Divine Armor, yet it still succumbed to the ultimate yin-yang cleansing.

The hundred-foot bone body disintegrated from the inside out, turning into drifting pale ashes.

In the center of the ashes, a struggling, twisted True Spirit was forcibly extracted by the Fist Intent.

Meng Chuan clenched his five fingers, capturing it in his palm, while the Demon-Subduing power rooted in the ground also dissipated into particle light waves.

Returning to the inner scene, it transformed into a blood-drinking, flying eagle.

"A four-tiered Celestial Demon’s True Spirit, what a treasure. Pity, for some reason, its entire skeleton was so fragile, it was reduced to ashes by my punch, leaving no material behind."

Wait... it shouldn’t be..."

Meng Chuan believed in his own strength; killing the opponent was as it should be, but the total annihilation to ashes was unexpected.

Just as the opponent’s True Spirit was stripped away and the demon body completely dissipated.

He felt a sudden twitch in his brow, as if recalling something, and his expression turned somber.

"Most mantises in life endure parasitization by hairworms.

Their organs are devoured, their bodies become increasingly withered and fragile, eventually exhausting and falling into water, sacrificing their remains for the worm’s proliferation.

The force invading my body earlier was a ’Divine Power’ that didn’t belong to it..."

Meng Chuan suddenly understood, had no doubts, turned his head, and burst forward with explosive force from his legs in one go.

Surrounded by mist, his form instantly transformed into a faint shadow merging with the clouds, disappearing in the blink of an eye into the distance beyond a thousand meters.

Shortly after he left, a grand will, far exceeding the skeleton bird, icy, ancient, and filled with malice, seemed to cast a glance along the trajectory of the dissipating True Spirit from a boundlessly distant place!

At the spot where the skeleton bird’s body shattered, a patch of fire without any medium was born, never extinguishing, burning more fiercely.

A pair of massive, bloodthirsty malignant eyes slowly opened in the center of the flames.

These terrifying eyes occupied more than two-thirds of the enormous flame.

A dreadful power was brewing at the center of the flames, an invisible shockwave expanding in all directions, with a hurricane sweeping the land, spanning thousands of meters.

In this moment, time seemed to stand still, the flames layered like lotus petals, revealing within a vast, violent three-headed six-armed shadow.

The towering body, shrouded in eerie purple flames, soared thousands of meters from the pit in an instant.

The handsome visage was shrouded in black mist, the sound of something being chewed constantly echoing beneath the mist...

As the mist dispersed, it revealed a face densely packed with hundreds and thousands of vertical pupils, filled with malice and evil intent.

These bizarre eyes whirled about restlessly, glancing left and right, up and down, scanning the world in all six directions.

This was the mighty divine being ranked 497 in Purgatory, its true form an eighth-tier majestic entity—

The God of the Demon Mountain, an Immortal’s Grave!

With the Devour Soul Law, it had already quietly planted the seed of devouring the godly soul within the True Spirit when the skeleton bird entered its own Demon Nest.

Just like hairworms occupying the mantis’ body, the latter’s death was inevitable...

Demon Mountain slowly raised its hand, a wave-like dark light surging, searching for something.

"Cunning little brat, just you wait for me..."

The True Spirit picked by Meng Chuan from the skeleton bird was naturally fake.

Utilizing the True Spirit, it resurrected, and in its current form, this avatar also used the True Spirit as the core driver, attached to a portion of its true body’s power.

Limited by the quality of the True Spirit, it could only exert fourth-tier strength.

But the skeleton bird’s strength was merely at the initial fourth-tier level with no godly blood blessings within.

This avatar capable of freely using Divine Power was several times more powerful, and with the addition of the Law Divine Power, was no less than a fourth-tier Divine Son.

"The brat who took the Master’s belongings, where do you think you’ll run?

No place to run..."

Demon Mountain revealed an extremely malevolent smile, the hundreds of ghost eyes squinted chillingly.

Meng Chuan, there’s no escape.

The "True Spirit" he took was nothing more than a "locator" skillfully created by Demon Mountain using Soul Power!

Demon Mountain’s Heart Spirit moved, the massive black heart emanating a strange glow, as a thread of "red line" previously used by the skeleton bird slowly unfolded towards the distance, pointing the way.

It rippled through the air, yet didn’t extend far before suddenly halting, the red line shooting straight upward.

"??"

Demon Mountain’s expression froze slightly, its thoughts momentarily jumbled.

"What’s the meaning of this, is the brat running over my head?"

No way!

With its profound wisdom, it suddenly comprehended, a trace of astonishment crossed its face, as if shocked by someone’s audacity.