He was such a proud person, how could he possibly bear such humiliation?
"Since Your Excellency is so esteemed, let me invite you back." Liu Xinya deliberately emphasized the word "invite," and it was obvious how she intended to do so.
With his hands crossed in front of his chest, he chanted something rapidly, his long, blood-red hair flying wildly, and streaks of red blood suddenly appeared in the air, like long snakes emerging from their dens and lunging at the demon god.
A nauseating stench of blood quickly spread, leaving trees withered and charred, the soil turning to sand instantly, and draining the life force of all living things.
Peng Zhen's expression changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth. He knew that he had met his match today. Liu Xinya's strength was definitely above the ninth level.
Even if it costs him his life, he will protect the Lord today.
"Miss Liu, quickly take the Lord away." Before Peng Zhen could finish speaking, blood spurted in front of him. Even before the attack, it brought a powerful force that made his breath catch in his throat and his heart clench.
Such incredible power!
He fought with all his might, which should buy the Lord some time. The Lord is currently at his weakest, and we must not let him get hurt.
Just as Peng Zhen was about to fight to the death, the streams of blood containing terrifying power vanished in an instant, or more accurately, evaporated completely in front of him.
What... what's going on?
"How dare you show this up and embarrass yourself?" The familiar voice, the unfamiliar feeling, made Peng Zhen turn his head in astonishment. He saw Liu Lanyan's slender fingers lightly raised, and a trace of blood swirled around her fingers. However, the blood was much more concentrated than before, and the power it contained made his heart tremble.
That is... the source of those powers?
Not only Peng Zhen, but Liu Xinya also stared at Liu Lanyan in astonishment: "You, you..."
Liu Lanyan smiled gently, her smile as radiant as the first rays of sunlight. With a clench of her fingers, the blood instantly turned into wisps of smoke and vanished: "If you want to touch him, you'll have to ask for my permission first!"
His face darkened, and his imposing aura made the sun and moon pale in comparison!
Aside
Speaking of which, I suddenly saw the popular author selection banner on the Xiaoxiang homepage, and I was surprised to find myself on it. I didn't even realize I was qualified to participate in such a selection. Apparently, the top 50 authors can attend the annual meeting. After looking at it for a while, I still feel like I'm just there for show. It seems I'm still a long way from being among the top 50 most popular authors on the entire website.
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Chapter 75 Terrifying Power
A bright flash of light, like a shooting star, streaked across the night, leaving a brilliant trail before disappearing in an instant.
With a muffled thud, after the flash of light, a string of fine bloodstains followed, dripping and scattering across the ground, forming a thin line of blood that meandered across the earth.
“You…” Liu Xinya clutched her left shoulder, crimson blood seeping through her fingers. The wound wasn’t serious to her, but the person who hurt her was shocking.
"Liu Lanyan, you hurt me?" Liu Xinya exclaimed in disbelief, looking at Liu Lanyan as if she had seen a ghost.
No matter how powerful Liu Lanyan is, she couldn't possibly be stronger than Peng Zhen, right?
Peng Zhen was a capable subordinate of the Demon God, yet even Peng Zhen couldn't harm her in the slightest. How did Liu Lanyan manage to do that?
She hadn't even seen the attack clearly; she only instinctively knew there was danger and dodged, but she was a step too slow and injured her shoulder.
Otherwise, Liu Lanyan's attack would definitely have been aimed at her heart.
Hearing Liu Xinya's question, Liu Lanyan smiled gently, but her words were completely at odds with her gentle smile: "Is there a problem with hurting you?"
The tone of her voice, the meaning behind her words—it's nothing like the silly, useless woman she usually is.
"Are you pretending to be stupid?" Liu Xinya frowned, staring intently at Liu Lanyan.
I really misjudged it; I had my doubts, but I didn't stick with it to the end.
She was so careless to be fooled by such a woman.
"Playing dumb?" Liu Lanyan chuckled lightly, saying disdainfully, "You can't judge people well, so who can you blame?"
"I never imagined you were so cunning. Well, well... we misjudged you." Liu Xinya said "well" several times in a row, glaring at Liu Lanyan through gritted teeth.
In contrast to Liu Xinya's "excited" emotions, Liu Lanyan simply looked at her calmly, without any emotional fluctuation.
"Liu Lanyan, it's no use pretending to be stupid. Today, I've made all the necessary preparations. The Lord will definitely be visiting us, and taking you along won't be a problem." Liu Xinya deliberately emphasized the word "visiting." Today, not only could the suddenly appearing Liu Lanyan not stop her, but even the Demon God couldn't stop her.
Liu Xinya looked at Liu Lanyan with a smile and asked sarcastically, "Liu Lanyan, do you really think you can turn the tide with your abilities?"
Liu Xinya was completely confident in their arrangements. With the Demon God no longer the biggest threat in Wuchen Residence, the others were no obstacle at all.
He tilted his head slightly, glanced at his bleeding shoulder, and sneered, "Don't think you can beat me just because you hurt me."
As she spoke, Liu Xinya gently wiped her wound, and the wound that had been bleeding just moments before miraculously healed.
"Turn the tide?" Upon hearing Liu Xinya's words, Liu Lanyan laughed, tilted her head, and asked innocently, "Do you think you've turned the tide? It seems you're overestimating yourself."
The arrogant tone made Liu Xinya's pretty face turn pale with anger. She glared at Liu Lanyan, then laughed in fury. Her sinister, ear-piercing laughter echoed by the lake: "Then let me see what you're capable of."
As she spoke, her hands flew rapidly through the air, making a series of strange hand gestures. With Liu Xinya's movements, her long, blood-red hair danced wildly like a snake.
A crimson mist of blood condensed between her palms, accompanied by a whistling sound similar to a howling wind.
It was like a black hole, violently absorbing the surrounding power. Peng Zhen stared wide-eyed in surprise and glanced nervously at the Demon God. Should he go over and help?
The demon god shook his head almost imperceptibly, without a trace of worry on his face, as if everything was under his control, which made Peng Zhen's heart pound with fear.
Others may not know the situation of the demon god, but he has followed the demon god for a thousand years. As the closest confidant, he understands the significance of the hour of Hai (9-11 PM) to the demon god.
Moreover, Liu Xinya's strength far exceeded his expectations. The terrifying pressure from his brief exchange with Liu Xinya just now still made him feel lingering fear. Under these circumstances, could Liu Lanyan be a match for Liu Xinya?
Could it be that Liu Lanyan's hidden strength is even greater than his?
Far exceeding the power of the ninth rank?
Just then, a sudden gust of wind swept by, the chilling wind seemed to come from the deepest hell, the cold penetrating directly through clothes and into one's bones, causing Peng Zhen to shiver involuntarily.
It's so cold.
Looking up at Liu Xinya, he was horrified.
The crimson blood mist in Liu Xinya's palms was already taking shape; it was a head, a skull without flesh or features.
Two bloodshot eyes stared coldly at its target—Liu Lanyan.
The hollow skull's mouth was wide open, as if it were roaring, and gusts of chilling wind emanated from it.
As the eerie wind blew, the rubble on the ground was instantly shattered, and even the soil was scraped away layer by layer.
The chilling wind was like a sharp blade, slicing thin slices of everything it passed through until it disappeared.
Because Peng Zhen was relatively far away, he was not the target of the yin wind, but he still felt the biting cold and the sharp, cutting pain that felt like being stabbed by a knife.
He didn't need to control the demonic power within his body; it was already circulating rapidly and automatically under the pressure of the powerful external forces, which was how he was able to resist the uncomfortable feeling.
Then look at the Demon God, sitting on a large rock, as if he were detached from everything, his gentle and elegant face showing no ripples, as if everything before him was just a game.
Only Peng Zhen knew how turbulent the Demon God's emotions were at this moment. He had seen every little detail of how much the Demon God loved Liu Lanyan. If possible, he believed that the Demon God would definitely slap Liu Xinya to dust rather than let Liu Lanyan face it alone.
But is it possible for a demon god to do that now?
impossible.
Because...it is now the hour of Hai (9-11 PM)...the time when the demon god is at his weakest.
So weak that even a three-year-old child could kill the demon god with a single strike.
Peng Zhen looked at the Demon God with worry. Only the Demon God himself knew what kind of turbulent waves were brewing in his deep, calm eyes...
"Go!" Liu Xinya suddenly opened her mouth and shouted angrily.
With her shout, the blood-red skeleton broke free from her palms.
Having just escaped Liu Xinya's grasp, the blood-red skull's mouth gaped open, its gleaming crimson teeth flashing coldly as it roared loudly.
That roar seemed to open the gates of the underworld, and countless ghosts surged out, screaming and howling in agony.
The heart-wrenching cries ignited the deepest, most painful emotions within people, unleashing a torrent of negative feelings that crashed down like a monstrous wave, threatening to utterly destroy their sanity.
Peng Zhen's expression changed drastically; Liu Xinya's attack actually contained such a terrifying soul attack.
Peng Zhen now feels a deep sense of frustration.
He had always thought that his strength, if not enough to make him the most powerful in the demon realm, was enough to make him a king. Little did he know that facing Liu Xinya, who was usually so insignificant, would make him feel ashamed of himself.
He had deep doubts about his own abilities; was he still worthy of standing beside the Demon God?
A blood-red skull burst forth, and a strong, nauseating stench of blood filled the air.
The trees in the distance were affected by this force and quickly withered and died.
It wasn't being crushed, nor was it being shattered; rather, it was a withering that was rapidly drained of its vitality.
The lush green leaves quickly lost their vibrant color, turning a withered yellow. The full branches rapidly withered, the bark cracked inch by inch with a series of snapping sounds, and countless branches broke off.
Even the thick tree trunks were drained of moisture in an instant, turning from large trees that required three people to encircle into withered branches less than half a meter in diameter.
The withered trunk could no longer support the massive canopy and collapsed with a thunderous crash, scattering dead branches across the ground. The withered, yellowed leaves, devoid of any resilience, danced in the dust, crumbling at the slightest touch, mingling with the swirling dust and becoming part of the ashes, a lament for the passing of life.
The ground soil was ripped up, and the lurking insects inside were brought out. Before they even knew what was happening, they were instantly turned into specimens. The next second, their bodies had shattered and mixed with the sandy soil, making it impossible to distinguish between mud and sand and dried corpses.
"Liu Lanyan, receiving the Lord's favor is the greatest honor of your life, and also the greatest tragedy. Don't worry, I won't let you die; you will become a puppet to restrain the Lord." Liu Xinya spoke slowly and deliberately, each word as venomous as a viper's fangs, inhumanly announcing Liu Lanyan's future fate.
Facing the blood-red skull hurtling towards her, surrounded by the wailing of countless ghosts, Liu Lanyan slowly curled her lips into a serene smile.
What a smile it was!
So elegant, so beautiful, it's like the purest life at the dawn of the world, or like the first ray of sunlight at sunrise.
Clean and pure, it can wash away all sins and dispel all darkness.
"Liu Xinya, if everyone in the Demon Realm were like you, I could single-handedly crush the Demon Realm and make it disappear from the heavens!"