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Zhao Zhuang, although greedy and fond of playing smart tricks, indeed had a good relationship with his younger disciple brother. They were Loose Cultivators of the Chang Yue generation, with no Immortal Sect backing them. Throughout their cultivation journey, they relied solely on the mutual aid between the disciple brothers, creating a profound emotional bond between them.

And now...

The younger disciple brother, who had always relied on him for survival, just died in front of Zhao Zhuang's eyes.

And it was extremely brutal.

Just like an ant being casually crushed to death.

As a Heavenly King, with the Dharma aspect engrained in him and spiritual power at its extreme, how could he not have foreseen the presence of someone here? There was only one explanation, it was completely intentional. The consecutive pressures he faced had made the heart of Ding Xuan King more violent, venting it through such means.

Zhao Zhuang burst into rage on the spot, his eyes densely packed with bloodshot, and his long hair stood on end.

"Return my disciple brother's life!" He roared, retrieving a bronze mace from his sleeves.

In his intense anger, he cared nothing for the majestic aura that the Heavenly King exuded.

Bang!

He leaped high up.

He swung the copper mace in a full circle, smashing it down on Ding Xuan King's head.

"An ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating himself!" Ding Xuan King's expression was cold, carrying a superior dignity.

In his eyes, the abilities of these disciple brothers were low, and they were both unaffiliated and sectless. Just like ants by the roadside, what did it matter if he killed them? And, I can easily crush the disciple brother you hold dear, but you cannot strike me.

Because I am a Heavenly King of the court.

To strike me is to conspire against the Great Zhou dynasty, a crime that warrants death.

"Die!" A trace of killing intent flashed across Ding Xuan King's eyes as he thrust the long halberd forward.

Splurt!

Zhao Zhuang's body was suspended in mid-air.

His abdomen was pierced through, his eyes bulged, and blood seeped from his facial features.

Following this, the effect of the Plague God Seal took effect, emitting black smoke from the wound, and Zhao Zhuang's skin visibly rotted at a rapid pace.

Bang!

Ding Xuan King flung the long halberd in his hand.

Zhao Zhuang's broken body rolled onto the ground like trash.

He covered the gushing wound in his abdomen with one hand, and with the other, he supported himself on the ground, trying to grasp forward blindly as if he still wanted to fight. But the Plague God Seal, being one of the divine artifacts of the immortal Chang Sheng Tian, though not as powerful as the Seed of Destruction, possessed its own profound mysteries.

The various plague pathogens within could destroy vital functions at the cellular level.

The restraint on the Earth Immortal's regenerative abilities was quite evident.

In just a couple of breaths' time.

The poison infiltrated his organs, and Zhao Zhuang could no longer hold on. His body's flesh rapidly decayed, and soon only a half-section of decayed bone and a pool of foul-smelling black blood were left. Numerous green-headed flies, each as large as a fingertip, flew in from somewhere and buzzed around the corpse.

Zhao Zhuang and Luo Xuan were just minor characters. Killing them was a matter of convenience and did nothing to alleviate the surging resentment in Ding Xuan King's heart.

His fierce gaze fell on Su Heng, and he revealed a slight smile, "We meet again."

A few months ago, Ding Xuan King had once clashed with Su Heng.

Back then, his Dharma aspect was shattered, and he suffered severe injuries, falling into a disadvantage. But now, having merged with the Plague God Seal, Ding Xuan King's strength had reached an unprecedented peak. At this moment, he brazenly released his momentum, with dark clouds rolling in the sky, filling every direction.

He wanted to see terror, despair, trembling… and other such expressions on Su Heng's face.

Unfortunately, there were none.

Su Heng's expression was very calm.

"We still need to have another battle, sooner or later," he spoke, "but your current condition doesn't look too good."

"You have merged with something that is too hasty, affecting your sanity," Su Heng's eyes were sharp.

He straightforwardly pointed out the issue with Ding Xuan King.

Ding Xuan King immediately became furious, his beard and hair sticking out, and he growled, "A mere junior, also daring to point fingers and gesture commands in front of me."

"Disrespecting the Heavenly King warrants death!" Seeing Su Heng's unmoved appearance.

Ding Xuan King felt like punching cotton, somewhat uncomfortable, and his rage built up even more. At this point, he spoke no further and took direct action.

Boom!

The already crumbled mountainside completely collapsed underfoot.

He stepped down from above, his body as fast as lightning, and his long halberd in hand carried a force capable of splitting mountains and seas, smashing down towards Su Heng's head.

Bang!

This strike hit empty space.

Su Heng executed divine movement, sidestepping the blow.

At the same time, his eyes were covered with a layer of brilliant light.

Under the enhancement of the Laiha Treasury Sutra, his vision reached its peak, penetrating the rising dust, and settled on Ding Xuan King. Inside his body, in his chest, the Seed of Destruction pulsed slowly, emanating a greedy desire.

There was something on Ding Xuan King's body, attracting it.

The Seed of Destruction had first been suppressed by the Golden Crow, and then part of its power had been dispersed by the hands of the Corruption Demon God.

At this moment, its source was damaged, and it did not possess the might of its peak period. However, in Su Heng's current martial arts system, the Seed of Destruction played a significant role.

On one hand, it was the core of the Heavenly Demon State, paired with the Heavenly Demon Great Method, it could rapidly increase the accumulation of spiritual power and speed up cultivation.

On the other hand, when facing a powerful Earth Immortal,

the erosion and assimilation power of the Seed of Destruction also proved extremely useful, even surpassing the radiation brought by the Jinwu's heart.

As for creating Deceit Beasts, altering the environment, bolstering the flesh, and other such enhancements... Although they only served as a bonus, their effects were quite evident. If he could take this opportunity to fully replenish the damaged Seed of Destruction, it would greatly benefit Su Heng's future cultivation.

Whoosh!

The long halberd, trailing bands of pale force,

cleaved through space and suddenly attacked towards Su Heng's face.

Su Heng ducked, his burly body displaying unbelievable flexibility as he dodged the strike once again.

Boom!

The valley that housed the Deceit Beast behind him burst into loud noises instantly.

It split into two, the mountain collapsed, and millions of tons of rocks tumbled down, shaking violently like an earthquake.

"Is hiding all you can do!?" Ding Xuan Wang attacked repeatedly, but Su Heng evaded every one.

He was somewhat surprised in his heart.

But under the influence of the Plague God Seal, what surged more was anger.

"You cower and cringe like a coward; have the guts to fight hard, stake your life, and see who lasts to the end," Ding Xuan Wang taunted with shallow provocation.

Unexpectedly,

Su Heng's figure flashed, and he stood at a distance.

"Since you so wish to die, I shall oblige," he beckoned Ding Xuan Wang with a finger, "Bring it on, let me see what progress you've made during this time."

This dismissive tone was just like a sect leader reprimanding a stubborn disciple.

The more you lack something, the more you crave it.

Ding Xuan Wang was only titled Heavenly King with the support of the third prince.

He always longed to prove that he was no less than anyone and was extremely conscious of his own reputation. Hearing Su Heng speak thus, rage surged, and he almost lost his rationality.

"Kill!"

Ding Xuan Wang's arms rapidly swelled with blood.

The dark halberd vibrated lightly, emitting a metallic hum.

With formidable momentum like a fierce dragon crossing the river, it thrust straight towards Su Heng's face.

During their previous exchange, Su Heng had roughly determined the specific location of the Plague God Seal. He said he didn't plan to continue evading and simply spread his fingers, reaching out with one hand.

Bang!

Like plucking a flower or twisting a leaf, Su Heng grasped the shaft of the halberd in his hand.

This was a pure clash of strength, seemingly fair. But Ding Xuan Wang had the initial advantage, and he was using both hands. Still, he was firmly blocked by just one hand of Su Heng, unable to advance an inch. The winner was clear.

But Ding Xuan Wang was not satisfied and could not accept this outcome.

He didn't have Su Heng's formidable physique, and forcibly merging with the Plague God Seal carried great risks.

His body, corroded by the Plague God Seal and tainted with the thick qi of eternal heavens, would find future progress extremely hard, and careless action could easily lead to spiritual derangement or mental issues. Before the fusion with the Plague God Seal, Su Heng had him pinned down for a beating.

All these enormous sacrifices

to forcibly merge with the Plague God Seal, yet still thwarted by Su Heng with just one hand.

Dammit!

Was this fusion with the Plague God Seal all for nothing?

An outcome Ding Xuan Wang could never accept, no matter what.

"Die!" His face turned red, neck veins bulging, and his connective tissue turned terrifyingly black. It spread from his jaw to his face, densely-packed, with both eyes filled with bloodthirsty savagery. He summoned all his strength, coursing through his body, and with a fierce push forward.

Hiss!

The shaft of the halberd and Su Heng's fingers rubbed fiercely, sparking flames.

Su Heng seemed to be overpowered as the long halberd glided forward, its pointed end almost piercing his chest.
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"I want to see what will block me now!" Seeing this, Ding Xuan Wang was ecstatic. He squeezed out another bout of strength into it. But this added strength was like a trickle into the sea, quickly vanishing. He looked up, astonished.

First, Su Heng's lips curled, then his skin stretched into a wild laugh—

"Hahaha!" A long howl like thunder exploded, "Look at the expression on your face, hilarious. You weren't seriously thinking that was the full extent of my strength, were you?"

Snap!

As his words fell, Su Heng's body began to transform.

One after another, dark spikes thrust through his clothes, his back arched upward massively, layered heavy armor covered him, and finally, a dark stout tail cracked onto the ground, creating a gaping hole.

In the blink of an eye, Su Heng returned to his true form.

Over ten meters in exaggerated stature, a mouth full of sharply protruding teeth, feathers-like overlapping Scale Armor, and with each breath, his chest pulsed with a red-gold fiery flux. At this moment, Su Heng was the embodiment of a humanoid tyrantosaur, with a brutal and sadistic aura mixed with dark energy rolling in.

Ding Xuan Wang's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape.

Then, he felt an overwhelming unstoppable force, traveling down the shaft of his halberd.

The pride of a Heavenly King made him refuse to release his weapon. Rather, he was swung high by Su Heng and then smashed down—

Boom!

For a moment, the world spun around.

A dismal white sun fell, with dense yellowish soil rapidly enlarging in his sight.