One more catty, one more attribute point

However, the gains this time were indeed much more abundant than expected; the Bull-headed Ghost General and the Chi Beast both possessed formidable bodies and extremely vigorous life force. The Doomsday Titan was an unexpected surprise; in terms of body level alone, it could be considered the strongest Su Heng had ever encountered. Moreover, the existence of a special type of Spiritual Body like the Soul Master, after being completely consumed and refined, would also be a tremendous help for Su Heng's future cultivation.

He briefly estimated.

After completely absorbing the three of them, it should satisfy the majority of the nourishment needed for the transformation of the Eight-Nine Mystical Skill.

Even if there were still some gaps left in the end, it wouldn't matter. After all, in the current world, resources were quite abundant, and he could harvest another wave when the time came.

Roar!

The howling wind sounded as the Domineering Dragon spread its wings and descended from the sky.

Looking at the Bull-headed Ghost General lying in a pool of blood on the ground, it appeared extremely excited, and with a breath of dragon fire sprayed on the corpse, it said, "To think you would steal my things; now you're not so arrogant anymore, death is too good for you!"

After gloating for a while, it redirected its gaze back towards Su Heng.

Su Heng also happened to turn to look, and their eyes met.

The Domineering Dragon momentarily seemed a bit unnatural, but still nodded earnestly and said, "Thank you for this time. If it were just me coming here, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to escape from this place."

"Don't mention it." Su Heng lightly nodded, "After all, it was arranged between us, and I've gained quite a lot from this trip."

Hum!

The ancient chime of a bell resonated through the void.

With beams of golden light pouring down from the heavens, those angelic figures also descended slowly.

At the forefront were a man and a woman; the man was bare-chested, his muscles sculpted like marble and bathed in a faint golden glow. The woman was dressed in a pure white silk gown, her slender waist and full, round thighs were subtly revealed, exuding a holy yet somewhat tempting aura.

Both held tasseled sashes with white fabric and gold embroidery in their hands, faces earnest.

The male Angel expressed his gratitude, "Thank you both for your help. We, the winged people, are eternally grateful."

"We are willing to offer a generous reward in return, and if there are any other needs you have, please do not hesitate to ask; we will satisfy them at any cost." The female Angel gave a sweet smile, but a hint of worry flickered in her aquamarine eyes. It's easy to ask the gods for help but hard to send them away; with Su Heng's ominous aura, it was clear that he was not easy to deal with.

The Domineering Dragon, hearing that any request may be made, immediately brightened.

She opened her mouth to speak, but seeing Su Heng had yet to say anything and aware of the proper respect for seniority on her side, she feigned a yawn and stayed obediently on the side. Her tail swung back and forth as she pondered what to ask for in order to compensate for her lost treasures.

"Is that so?" Su Heng revealed a calm smile, seemingly satisfied with their demeanor.

Seeing the smile on his face, the two Angels' hearts that had been hanging by a thread were somewhat reassured.

But the next sentence suddenly made their complexions change drastically.

"Since that's the case, then I will not hold back." The smile on Su Heng's face faded, and he spoke in a calm tone, "Your lives, your flesh, your wealth, and everything in this world... Everything I see, everything I feel, I want it all."

"You!" The male Angel's face turned pale with shock, his wings flaring behind him.

The female Angel felt a chill run through her body, her smile frozen, but she still swallowed hard and barely managed to say, "Surely you jest, sir; it is really—"

Even the Domineering Dragon beside them was taken aback, turning to look at him with a stunned gaze.

"A joke!?" Su Heng snorted coldly and with a sneer said, "I, Su Heng, never jest with others. In the end, you foreign beings are destined to die—whether in the hands of the recently encountered Doomsday Titan, or in mine, makes no difference."

"Damn it!!!!"

A cold sweat broke out on the erect back of the male Angel.

He raised his hand abruptly, and a Crystal Ring on his index finger flashed with light, as if conveying some command, but it was already too late.

Bang!

These Angels, whom even the Bull-headed Ghost General and the Chi Beast had failed to be a match for, were utterly inconsequential before Su Heng. They were less significant than ants on the ground!

Su Heng didn't even need to lift a hand.

It was just a glance.

Crack!

Ferocious spiritual power surged forth; the male Angel, who had just raised his hand, was as if gripped by an invisible hand, viciously twisted like a wet towel. His once-toned and elongated body was instantly contorted into a bloodied, mangled twist. Sharp rib bones pierced through the flesh, bloodied feathers fell in clumps.

His face, chest, and thighs were splashed with scalding blood, covering the female Angel beside him from head to toe, even filling her eyes and mouth with the taste of her husband's blood.

"Aaaaagh!!!"

She let out a piercing scream, her mind a complete blank.

No longer could she maintain her grace and sanctity.

"Don't be afraid; now I'll send you to meet him," Su Heng's expression remained unchanged, without a trace of pity, as he pointed forward.

Boom!

The body of the female Angel expanded as if a high-explosive grenade was stuffed inside.

First swelling rapidly, then bursting open like a bloody firework, flesh, and bone raining from the sky, splattering everywhere.

The armored elite Angels in the distance were petrified by such a catastrophe. Steeped in strict order, seeing their King and Priestess die in such a pitiful state, rage surged within them. They charged headlong at Su Heng with various weapons in hand, like swarms of bees, converging toward him from all directions.