One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 135: 129: Fist Dominates the Storm, Clearing Clouds to Reveal the Sun!

Chapter 135: 129: Fist Dominates the Storm, Clearing Clouds to Reveal the Sun!

Su Heng had joined the Demon Suppression Bureau less than two months ago and had spent most of his time cultivating. He had always thought that the concept of "Fierce Level" was far beyond his reach and had not deliberately inquired about it. Unexpectedly, his strength had improved so rapidly that he now encountered his own knowledge blind spot.

"I don't know," Su Heng, looking down from a height, sincerely asked, "what exactly is the difference?"

"Uh..."

The expression on the face of the Crimson Flame Demon King also paused amid its frenzy.

He had just shouted it out without thinking and hadn't expected Su Heng to seriously seek an answer.

No, wait!

How do you even serve as the head of the Demon Suppression Bureau; did you spend all your time building up your muscles?

The Crimson Flame Demon King's thoughts raced. Seeing that his expression seemed genuine, he coldly smirked and said, "A Fierce-level demon can spawn demonic barriers, making it immune to ordinary attacks. As for a 'Fierce Level' demon, as the name implies, it is an indestructible existence."

"Indestructible, haha!" Su Heng scoffed, "If that were truly the case, then why would the so-called Tuo Long you speak of still be confined to the small area of the Corpse Mountain?"

He exerted slightly more force on his feet, causing broken ribs to protrude from his body. With crimson blood and bits of organs, it looked particularly horrifying.

"Cough, cough, why would I lie to you? You can go back and ask others if you wish," the Demon King said as he stretched his blood-red mouth into a smile and continued, "Eternal Heaven... for you, it is only a legend. But for the great lords, it is not so. It is a place they can see, touch, and even live in."

"Those walking among mortals are merely physical incarnations bestowed by the great lords, while their true spirits dwell high above the nine heavens."

"So..."

"Even if your power defies the heavens, in front of a great lord, you are merely a slightly stronger ant."

"And I... although I am not a 'Fierce Level' demon, I am a fierce ghost, inherently intangible and formless. With Tuo Long summoning me from Corpse Mountain, I too can possess some of the powers only a 'Fierce Level' lord would have," he said. His injuries were severe, and blood increasingly poured from his nose and mouth, his eyes glum.

But the smile on the Crimson Flame Demon King's face grew more ferocious and unrestrained, "Tuo Long will summon a deluge from Corpse Mountain, and Baihua County will become his terrestrial demon realm. All mortals will be corralled like livestock."

"Once a 'Fierce Level' demon descends, it cannot be defeated."

"And when the flood submerges everything, we shall meet again. I am very much looking forward to seeing the look of despair on your face then!"

"Hahaha!" Saying so, the Crimson Flame Demon King burst into maniacal laughter.

Whoosh!

A flash of grey passed over Hong Jiuxiang's face.

The laughter abruptly stopped, and a red glow slowly emerged like foggy morning glow.

Boom!

A sound of thunder erupted from the ground.

A black and red vortex appeared above the glow, and a rotting smell like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood surged from the vortex.

Su Heng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Seizing the opportunity, just as the red glow disappeared into the vortex.

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Su Heng leaped up, his body suddenly becoming blurred, and he plunged into the vortex along with the essence of the Crimson Flame Demon King.

Bang!

Su Heng fell from the sky.

He adjusted his posture, spreading his legs apart, and landed firmly on the ground.

Looking around, Su Heng was surprised to find himself still within the Hong Family's fortress, but the details of the fortress had become incredibly bizarre.

Firstly, all the elders of the Demon Suppression Bureau had vanished. The sky was gloomily dark, without the sun in sight.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with a grey mist obscuring the view. The ground was covered with a thick layer of fungal mat, with tiny tendrils at the tips of their tendrils, attempting to climb up and consume Su Heng's flesh, but unable to penetrate his defenses.

Su Heng placed his hands behind his back and looked up.

Looking up, his heart chilled, and his eyes narrowed slightly again.

Around him on the earthen buildings hung giant, bizarre human head lanterns.

The misshapen heads had eyes that emitted a red glow, and mouths dripping with thick blood. The moment Su Heng looked up at them, all the human head lanterns also suddenly turned around, casting insane, resentful gazes upon him.

"These people..."

The human head lanterns opened their mouths wide, drawing nearer.

There were men and women, old and young. The largest had a diameter of four to five meters, resembling a horrifying hot air balloon, while the smallest were two to three feet, resembling a teenager's head.

Su Heng felt a familiar sense about these heads. Touching his chin and pondering briefly, he soon remembered.

"So it is, they are the souls of the Hong Family!" With a twisted smile and a sickly red gleam in his eyes, his face displayed a cruel smirk.

Pop!

Su Heng reached out and crushed a head with his bare hands.

"What's the matter, beastly scum! Isn't dying once under the hands of the bureau head enough, you want to die a second time!?"

Boom!

With a roar, his energy burst forth, and a shockwave explosively unfurled around him.

"I will fulfill your wish!" The overpowering vitality surged like a tidal wave, instantly sweeping through the surroundings.

The heads, regardless of size or gender, let out a piercing scream of terror, quickly drowned out by Su Heng's inhuman aura. One by one, the heads twisted and exploded, swallowed up and disappeared by the shockwave, and in a blink of an eye, silence returned to the world.

The grey waves of air gradually subsided as a flickering red light appeared in the dark, somber world.

Su Heng fixed his gaze on it.

Within the red light was stunningly a beautiful woman dressed in leather armor, with long hair and long legs. However, her entire body was crimson and she had horns on her head, making her appear somewhat otherworldly.

The woman radiated a familiar aura—it was the Crimson Flame Demon King!

The moment Su Heng noticed the Crimson Flame Demon King, she also spotted him.

Her eyes widened in surprise, then her expression twisted into a crazed laugh, "Damn it, you choose not the path to heaven, but you break into the gate of hell. Mortal, you truly have a thick skull for daring to barge into Corpse Mountain!"

"What hell or Corpse Mountain are you talking about? The surroundings here are pretty nice; I like it a lot."

Su Heng flexed his neck, causing the bones in his body to crackle as he sneered, "It's you, the foolish charlatan. Are you prepared to embrace death?"

"You!" the Crimson Flame Demon King exclaimed in shock.

Whoosh!

A cascade of black light appeared before her eyes as a giant hand tore through the air towards her.

The difference was too great; there was no time for any reaction. The iron-cast hand gripped the slender neck of the female ghost.

As the five fingers slowly tightened their grip, the Crimson Flame Demon King's neck creaked alarmingly, her beautiful face shifting from red to purple, her legs dangling and kicking wildly in mid-air.

"Keep pretending, why don't you continue pretending in front of me!" Su Heng sneered again and again, delighting in the pain and fear on the Crimson Flame Demon King's face.

"Great Lord!" the Crimson Flame Demon King looked up and screamed, "Save me!"

Boom!

A loud bang suddenly came from the sky.

Su Heng frowned and looked up following the Crimson Flame Demon King's gaze.

He saw that the fog that had shrouded overhead was now completely dispersed, the lead-grey clouds swirling together like a vortex. Lightning flashed and thunder roared within it, and the fierce wind whipped up clumps of grass and dead trees into midair, creating a dramatic scene akin to the end of the world.

Roar!

A roar louder than the thunder.

A huge, fierce face emerged in the center of the vortex, its elongated and majestic head, a greedy and sadistic mouth filled with protruding teeth. Tendrils dangled from the sides of its mouth, manipulating the wind and rain. The eyes embedded in that head were like two blood moons, high and unpredictable.

The gigantic mouth opened but did not yet speak.

The winds swept through like blades, causing houses and walls to collapse with a crash, leaving narrow trenches in the ground.

Sheets of grey, highly corrosive rain fell from the sky, hissing upon contact with the ground and emitting a pungent smoke.

"Tuo Long, the Great Lord!?" Su Heng's face became less smiley, much more serious.

"Mortal!" the majestic voice boomed from the heavens, "Kneel thrice and prostrate nine times, offer your spirit, and you shall not be killed!"

As it spoke, a tremendous oppressive force like a landslide and tsunami fell from the sky. The heavens and the earth seemed unable to bear it, trembling and splitting apart. Such might was truly beyond description, like a supremely evil deity from legends descending upon the earthly realm.

"Who do you think you are, daring to spout such nonsense in front of me!?"

But Su Heng simply laughed out loud, his body contorting and expanding bit by bit, quickly covered in pitch-black scale armor.

Even denser crimson blood qi surged into the sky, evaporating the stormy rain before it could even approach, burning it off. No matter how fierce Tuo Long, the Great Lord's might was, the area around him within dozens of meters remained unshaken, like a mountain of solid rock.

Tuo Long, the Great Lord was a true Fierce-level Demon, corresponding to humans as the Heavenly Deceit Realm.

And until now, Su Heng was merely at the first realm of Demonic Form.

However, his body was extremely strong, and coupled with the dragon transformation amplification brought by the Eight Phases Secret Skill, he forcefully crossed two major realms.

So much so that even in the Corpse Mountain Secret Realm, where Tuo Long, the Great Lord held the advantage of time and place, he could not easily shake Su Heng.

Phut!

With a slight effort in Su Heng's transformed left arm,

The expression of fear on the Crimson Flame Demon King's face completely solidified, completely unable to imagine how powerful Su Heng had become.

Even Tuo Long, the Great Lord himself taking action could not stop him.

Boom!

At the same time,

Su Heng's aura also reached its peak, his body suddenly bursting with a great deal of golden light.

The dazzling light surged, purer and hotter than the sun, all converging on the edge of his left fist. Su Heng's arm rapidly swelled with blood, the terrifying power making even his copper skin and iron bones somewhat unbearable, his skin bursting open to reveal scalding crimson blood.

But Su Heng didn't care. He leapt into the sky with a mad laugh, "Bastard, kneel before me!"

Boom!

The terrifying power burst forth instantly.

A golden streak shot straight into the sky, tearing layer by layer through the heavy clouds covering the heavens. The golden-red blood qi expanded and surged like tidal waves, blasting open large swathes of crimson thunder in the sky.

On Tuo Long, the Great Lord's mountain-like huge dark face, a deep look of astonishment and gravity appeared. The golden light instantly pierced through his brow, causing the blood-red sky behind him to explosively burst open and shatter.

In an instant, the bizarre scene completely vanished.

Bright and warm sunlight fell from the sky, the vast heavens above a captivatingly clear and azure blue!