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The crimson figure that appeared was none other than the Blood Sacrifice Demon God, Ralph, whom Su Heng had previously encountered!

But at this moment, what stood before Su Heng was not merely a projection, but the real, complete form of a powerful demon god in its prime.

"Knowing full well that this is a trap, yet you still dare to come here," Ralph said with a sinister smile, not taking Su Heng seriously and scoffing, "I don't know whether to call you brave or just exceedingly stupid!"

"Stupid!?" Su Heng laughed as if he had heard a joke, "I think the foolish one is you. To see me and not flee, yet daring to bark wildly here, is that not courting death in your ignorance to the extreme!"

"You are like a fly caught in a web, yet you still dare to spout such wild words in front of me!" Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

Ralph was furious at first, but then he let out a sinister laugh, "Merely having defeated a clone of mine once has given you such courage? Fine, I was going to enjoy myself a bit first, but since you're so eager to die, I shall grant your wish and send you on your way!"

Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Heng's thoughts had already moved.

The surging strength honed by the Sword Refining Technique turned into sharp Sword Qi, slashing towards the direction where Ralph stood.

Splat!

Ralph's body was bisected at the waist.

However, his smile unchanged, his body burst open with a bang and turned into countless viscous blood, seeping into the ground.

Then, the entire hall seemed to come alive. With rumbling noises growing louder and nearer, the ground vibrated and undulated. Thick cracks spread out beneath Su Heng's feet, and poisonous blood-colored tentacles surged wildly from the cracks, spewing tens of meters high and filling every direction.

With a whoosh, they wrapped tightly around Su Heng, three layers thick, both inside and out.

In an instant, Su Heng's towering body was submerged in the filthy blood light, turning into a giant blood-colored cocoon.

"You talked a big game just now, but when it really came to fighting, you were taken down in an instant, how boring!" With a flash of blood light, Ralph's figure appeared at the other side of the hall. A cold sneer on his face, and behind him hung a lowering blood-colored vortex in the sky.

The blood-colored tentacles wrapped around Su Heng had been condensed from a Catastrophe Volcano within the Blood Realm and further refined with the lives of tens of thousands of humans and demons. A demon god who once practiced physical cultivation was trapped by this blood net and couldn't break free, eventually being refined by Ralph into a pool of dirty blood.

Normally, the bodily strength of human Martial Artists cannot compare to that of demons and monsters.

Now that Su Heng was trapped in the blood net, in Ralph's eyes, his death was inevitable, and his life would soon end.

"However... Come to think of it, this might have been a bit too easy." Ralph's face showed a doubtful expression, but he soon felt he was worrying too much. For today's battle, he had already paid a great price and made preparations well in advance.

A successful strike, although smooth, was to be expected.

"Let's refine him first and be done with it," Ralph stamped his foot lightly and reached out his hand, his fingers curling into a loose fist.

Blood-colored runes appeared on the cocoon enveloping Su Heng, condensing into chains. As Ralph tightened his grip, these chains made metallic clanging sounds and continued to contract tightly. But gradually, Ralph soon realized something was wrong.

Because he was already using all his might.

Under immense force, these chains creaked alarmingly, yet the cocoon refused to deflate. Instead, it was steadily expanding outward, as if some monster was about to break through the seal and emerge ready for battle.

"You can't be serious!?" Watching the blood cocoon bulge and expand, a bad premonition suddenly welled up in Ralph's heart.

Crack—

The next instant, premonition turned to reality.

The rune chains wrapped around the blood cocoon could no longer hold and burst apart.

The backlash of the failed spell fell squarely on Ralph, causing him to stagger and retreat explosively, his body slamming against the wall and leaving a huge dent.

Rip!

First, savage spikes burst through the blood cocoon.

Then, with a robust sigh, it exploded. The fierce wind howled, and the already scarred hall couldn't hold on any longer, collapsing completely.

Amid the blood-colored lightning below, the explosion caused a sinkhole where billowing dust scattered, and Su Heng transformed back into his true form.

Nearly ten meters tall, he was like a monstrous demon mountain.

His body was clad in thick, overlapping armor with layers of black scales clicking together, making a metallic clangor.

Crown-like horns, a strong tail that sliced through the air upon movement, spines extending from the joints, and clusters of blue-purple crystals that grew down his spine.

The monster's face sported a bone mask in the shape of an inverted triangle, the corners of its mouth lined with crowded fangs and a malevolent grin.

A pair of blood-colored pupils flickered with a violent blaze.

Whoosh!

The monster suddenly lowered its head.

Blood-colored pupils suddenly fell upon Ralph, who felt a surge of danger coursing up his spine.

With Su Heng's size at this moment, even the so-called demon god,

was nothing more than a slightly larger mouse in his eyes—too frail to withstand a single blow.

"Ralph, you've truly disappointed me. You've prepared for over a month, and this is all you have to show? How can this make my killing spree enjoyable!"

A cold smirk hooked at the corner of Su Heng's mouth as he spread his fingers wide and viciously clenched them toward the direction where Ralph was.

Boom!

The ground where Ralph had been standing was as if hit by a missile.

A massive explosion instantly tore apart the floor and remaining walls, hurling hundreds of tons of black and red blood-soil into the air before it cascaded down. The formidable shockwave swept across the entire temple, tilting many buildings before they collapsed with a thunderous crash, a thick plume of smoke billowing up into the sky.

This was clearly the ritual site meticulously arranged by Ralph, yet now Su Heng stood beneath the drooping blood-colored vortex, lightning backlighting his figure and exploding around him.

That tremendous stature, frightening aura, and savage physique—it was as if this arena had been custom-made for him. In contrast, Ralph, despite being a demon god, was the one continuously fleeing, looking more like a challenger daring to face the Devil himself!

After practicing the Sword Refining Technique, Su Heng's spirit and strength had merged.

Although only at the third level, the parts of his strength that had undergone refinement were like an extension of Su Heng's limbs. Merely with a thought, the strength surged violently forward, detonating and forming shockwaves of astounding power. With Su Heng sweeping his gaze, successive booming blasts echoed through the sky and the earth incessantly.

For a time, in front of Su Heng,

Ralph had no choice but to make a scrambling escape, with no chance to counterattack.

"All you do is run, scampering about like a mouse. As the Blood Realm Demon God, do you not possess even the courage to give me a fair fight?" Su Heng stood bathed in the blood light, arms crossed over his chest, and the roaring wind from the blasts causing his dragon-like hair to flutter in the air.

His patience finally ran out. He swung his sword and then fully activated the Tathagata's Hidden Scripture, stimulating his consciousness to predict Ralph's next landing spot.

"Divine Power·Gravity Manipulation!"

As Su Heng's thoughts shifted slightly, hundreds of thousands of tons of gravitation surged wildly.

The originally intangible air, after being subjected to hundreds of thousands of tons of force, instantly became countless times harder than steel.

Ralph had just teleported into place when he realized something was off. He felt like he was trapped in amber, completely immobilized. The bones and muscles in his body groaned under the unbearable strain, while a dense network of blood vessels in his eyes twisted and exploded. His once wickedly handsome face now appeared fiercely distorted and terrifying under the violent pressure.

"Got any last words?" Su Heng's face twisted into a sinister smile before he said matter-of-factly, "Sorry, I forgot you can't speak now."

"Well, never mind that, I'll just send you on your way!"

Hiss!

The draconically transformed finger, resembling a sword, spanned a distance of several hundred meters, pointing directly at Ralph's trembling and terrified face.

A dangerous beep accompanied by a buzzing vibration resonated in the air.

The second heart thumped inside the monster's wide chest, and pale golden dots of light emerged, then converged at Su Heng's fingertip. Collapsing and transforming, they exposed an unstable crimson core, and a searing beam of light, teeming with dense purple and blue plasma clouds, pierced toward Ralph's brain.

Boom!

The ground trembled violently as an enormous mushroom cloud slowly climbed into the sky.

Countless amounts of dust rose and then, driven by the expanding air, howled in all directions. The powerful force enveloped within directly leveled half of the revered temple to the ground. Many demons harboring inside, without even time for a scream of terror, were instantly turned to ash and vanished without a trace.

As the dust gradually dispersed and the scene inside became clear, Su Heng's eyebrows shot up, revealing an interested expression on his face.

But in the center of the explosion, Ralph was unharmed.

In the middle of the smoke-filled giant pit, a towering figure stood with arms crossed, just like that, blocking the fearsome blow for Ralph.

This fellow, resembling an upright croc-turtle, bore a dragon's head. His body, black and dreadful, was draped in overlapping heavy armor, and a thick shell on his back stood tall like a mountain range. He was huge, standing at seven meters with a bulky, heavy body that felt almost as imposing as Su Heng's usual form.

Su Heng's attack had been intercepted by this monster.

The armor on its arms was heated to red-hot and cracked, falling off, but in the blink of an eye, it quickly healed and returned to its original state.

The beast slowly exhaled a breath of crimson air, straightened up, and in its dark yellow vertical pupils shone astonishment, "It's been a long time since I've encountered an opponent who could cause me harm. Human warrior, you should be proud of this."

"Let me introduce him," Ralph breathed a sigh of relief and regained his previously composed demeanor, pointing to the croc-turtle behemoth next to him, tossing his hair back and speaking, "This is my good brother, the Heavy Mountain Demon God, Reylo!"

"Is that so?" Su Heng snorted, raised his head, and looked towards the sky above a remaining pagoda, "Then who might this be?"

At that, both Ralph and Reylo displayed looks of surprise on their faces.

It seemed that even they had not anticipated a third demon god appearing on this battlefield...