How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!-Chapter 157 - 0154: Unstoppable

Blood Sky Hall, on an open plaza.

The air seemed to have fallen into stagnation.

An atmosphere of severe killing intent and bone-chilling coldness permeated the entire area, making it suffocating to breathe.

Several secret disciples of Bone Demon Palace, led by Mei Changqing, including Jiang Ping, Pang Tiancheng, a cold-faced man, and the armored Yuan Li, formed an encircling formation.

All of these individuals were secret elite disciples who were at the Late Stage of Organ Refining or beyond!

An intense, bone-piercing killing intent, along with the invisible pressure of the Qi Transformation Realm, locked onto the dark-skinned youth. Moreover, the pressure was accompanied by the oppressive force of the Qi Transformation Realm.

If it were any ordinary Disciple in the Refining Organ Stage, they would probably have a mental breakdown and lose the ability to fight.

Even a general Postnatal Qi Transformation expert would face tremendous pressure and have difficulties getting out unscathed.

Some injured disciples of Bone Demon Palace on the outskirts looked at Lu Zhuo with the eyes of someone watching a dead man.

Under such a dire situation,

the dark-skinned youth remained as if oblivious, showing not the slightest hint of panic.

"Ah, good people really don't get good rewards..."

Lu Zhuo, calm and unhurried, put away the small box sealing the "Blood Crystal Flame."

"This person..."

Mei Changqing's pupils contracted sharply.

Seeking death!

Demon Clown, Jiang Ping, and others, a gleam of cold light flashed in their eyes, and they made their move.

Whoosh boom!

Demon Clown swung his Wolf Fang Club, unleashing a massive shadowy black edge, overwhelming with a yin cold and domineering heavy Qi Force, bearing down.

The might of that one strike was very close to the Postnatal Qi Transformation level.

Swoosh!

A flash of red sand sparked between Jiang Ping's eyebrows, and with a flick of her slender hand, another "Black Profound Silk" appeared, transforming into a sharp-edged red and black thread, cutting towards Lu Zhuo a step ahead.

Faced with the preemptive red and black thread, Lu Zhuo's expression changed ever so slightly.

At the same instant.

Attacks from the cold-faced man, the armored man, and other Late Stage Organ Refining opponents lunged at him from all directions.

Hiss pop!

The sharp-edged red and black thread grazed past Lu Zhuo's body, causing his figure to suddenly shatter.

Everyone's vision blurred for a moment, witnessing only a flickering shadow.

"Be careful!"

Mei Changqing's complexion changed.

Among all the people present, only he had a clear view of Lu Zhuo's movement technique.

The opponent had utilized an almost magical method to instantly shift his position the moment the red and black thread was about to make contact.

From utter stillness to explosive motion, in the blink of an eye, it was like teleportation.

Such an explosively changing movement technique was not only mysterious but also beyond what an ordinary person's body could withstand.

Swoosh!

A black shadow flashed, darting next to Demon Clown for close-quarters combat!

Demon Clown's Wolf Fang Club, being a heavy weapon, was at a disadvantage when outmaneuvered up close.

"Seeking death!"

Demon Clown decisively threw away the Wolf Fang Club, and his fist swung furiously, blasting out a huge thick black Qi shadow the size of a water vat.

He was born with immense strength and truly didn't fear close-quarter combat.

A hint of mockery flashed in Lu Zhuo's eyes. Black iron-like patterns emerged on his dark-skinned arm, emitting an ancient bloodline aura.

"Get out of the way quickly!"

This scene made both Mei Changqing and Jiang Ping simultaneously shout out.

But their warnings were far too late.

Lu Zhuo's sudden approach and the advantage in speed left Demon Clown with no chance to dodge.

In fact.

Demon Clown's decision to discard the cumbersome Wolf Fang Club and engage in close combat with his fists would typically be considered very wise.

Boom bang!

The iron-like fist obliterated Demon Clown's fist, arm, and shoulder into a pulp in an instant.

The scene was akin to a steel hammer rolling over a baby's body.

"Ah..."

Demon Clown screamed as the remaining part of his arm, including half of his shoulder, was reduced to mush.

With a "bang," his mutilated body was blasted away.

Before everyone could recover from their shock,

Boom bang!

Black Qi patterns flared up on Demon Clown's body, and as he exploded mid-air, his body burst into an unrecognizable mess of blood and flesh.

Hisss!

The injured Bone Demon Palace disciples who weren't participating in the battle all gasped in shock.

Including Mei Changqing and others, their faces were a picture of horror.

Pong ding ding!

Attacks from the cold-faced man, the armored man, and others landed on Lu Zhuo.

No matter how strong Lu Zhuo was, there would definitely be a pause in the fight with Demon Clown, leaving him unlikely to escape from the encirclement.

However.

What chilled everyone to the bone was that two bladed lights that struck Lu Zhuo seemed as if they had hit an iron pillar.

Sparks flew everywhere!

The dark-skinned youth, whether it was his hide armor or the exposed black rock-like skin, remained completely undamaged.

"Such defensive power..."

The armored fighter Yuan Li, amidst his shock, suddenly thought of someone.

Chen Yu!

Similar formidable physical strength was only seen in Chen Yu of the Yunyue Sect.

And.

This Lu Zhuo's fighting style was very much like Chen Yu's, both excelling at close-quarter combat.

Including in terms of movement technique.

Both Lu Zhuo and Chen Yu could increase their speed explosively in an instant, the difference being that the former's method of increasing speed was even more skillful and refined.

Zing swoosh!

After killing Demon Clown and enduring the blows from two Late Stage Organ Refining, Lu Zhuo's figure once again flashed.

"Where do you think you're going!"

An overwhelming pressure of the Qi Transformation Realm suddenly descended.

Whoosh whoa!

A gust of faint, ghostly black Qi had already enveloped Lu Zhuo ahead of time.

"Truly worthy of being the top genius of Bone Demon Palace."

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Lu Zhuo chuckled, and once more, a layer of black iron-like patterns emerged on his skin, even more intricate than before.

Buzz whoosh!

This time, his arm covered in black iron patterns swelled slightly and also manifested a layer of dark and dense Qi glow.

This Qi glow resembled inner breath but also echoed the fluctuations of Postnatal True Qi.

Poom ka!

The black iron arm dragged a dark and dull Qi blade, fiercely tearing through the swirling faint black mist.

Not only that.

A glint of excitement flashed in Lu Zhuo's eyes, like a wild iron boar charging through the black mist before leaping into the air, pouncing to kill Mei Changqing.

In mid-air.

Mei Changqing's black hair danced as he enshrouded his palm with a compressed layer of gloomy black Qi, exuding a frightening pressure.

Lu Zhuo's swollen black arm stirred up a dark Qi blade, giving off an ancient and savage aura.

Poom hong!

The forces of the Qi Transformation Realm clashed several times, causing violent gusts of black wind to sweep across five or six zhang, pushing back disciples of the Bone Demon Palace nearby.

"Ah!"

A disciple of the Bone Demon Palace at the Mid-stage of Organ Refining was caught in the blast of the Qi wave, screaming as his body shattered to death.

At the same moment.

Screech! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Another series of figures appeared in the open square.

It was the disciples of the Three Sects Camp, numbering twenty or thirty people.

From the Yunyue Sect side, there were stalwarts like Chen Yu, Huangfulin, and Chang Xuan.

From the Iron Sword Sect side, there were Fei Letian, the Yellow Robed Girl, Gao Feng, and others.

From the Water Moon Sect side, there were disciples like Li Bingyue, Senior Sister Yi, and Chen Ying'er.

"Who is that dark-skinned youth, standing in contest with Mei Changqing?"

"Look quick! That seems to be Demon Clown's corpse..."

The disciples of the Three Sects Camp stared at the scene before them with shock and awe.

At this moment.

The disciples of the Bone Demon Palace were besieging a dark-skinned youth, seemingly without avail.

Boom poom!

Lu Zhuo and Mei Changqing clashed in mid-air once more.

Wa!

Mei Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure swayed, and he stumbled back two or three zhang.

Ding ding poom!

In the meantime, the attacks from the people of the Bone Demon Palace landed on Lu Zhuo, with sparks flying off but mostly ignored.

Only Jiang Ping's attack made Lu Zhuo dodge slightly.

"Mei Changqing has lost!"

"The number one talent of the Bone Demon Palace, actually defeated by a nobody!"

The entire place erupted in chaotic surprise.

Especially the disciples of the Bone Demon Palace, they were shocked and panicked, unable to believe it.

"This Lu Zhuo, actually standing against all the secret disciples of the Bone Demon Palace by himself, Demon Clown died by his hand."

Chen Yu took a sharp intake of breath.

At that instant.

He remembered Liu Xin'er's warning before she left, to never provoke Lu Zhuo!

Could it be.

That Liu Xin'er and this Lu Zhuo were from the same camp?

"How is it possible... Your cultivation hasn't reached the Qi Transformation Realm."

Mei Changqing wiped away the blood, his face full of disbelief.

The clash just now was entirely a head-on collision, without the slightest trickery.

As a result.

He, a legitimate Qi Transformation Realm expert, was defeated by a newcomer at the Peak of Refining Organ, even though the latter was supported by an ancient bloodline.

"Heh heh, half a year ago, I could have advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm, but I deliberately held back to ensure I could enter the Blood Burial Garden," Lu Zhuo said with a hint of schadenfreude, his body surrounded by a circle of dark and simple Qi blade.

This aura, although at the Refining Organ Stage Cultivation, had condensed elements of Postnatal True Qi, its power was not inferior.

"Is it like my 'Cloud Evil Fist', which has a chance to condense Cloud Evil True Qi in advance?" Chen Yu pondered.

"Why didn't you advance?" Mei Changqing's complexion grew even uglier.

If the other party won with the cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm, it would have been somewhat more acceptable to him.

"If I, Lu Zhuo, had advanced to the Qi Transformation Realm, would Master Fu, the Palace Master, have easily allowed me to enter the Blood Burial Garden?"

Lu Zhuo said with a sneer.

Everything was within Lord Xue Feng's calculations.

If he had appeared with the cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm, the Bone Demon Palace would not have readily allowed him to enter the Blood Burial Garden.

Or even if he managed to enter by force, he would be subject to various schemes and targeting.

"You don't need to make excuses for yourself. Just with this ancient bloodline of mine, even if I hadn't condensed True Qi, I could still defeat you."

The dark-skinned youth proudly claimed.

Lu Zhuo's gaze swept over the disciples of the three sects and the Bone Demon Palace, and a hint of superiority crept into his look.

That look was like a city dweller casting a glance at a villager from a small, rural place.

"Brother Mei, this Lu Zhuo's bloodline heritage seems to be much higher than both mine and that of the Shangguan Family," Jiang Ping said gravely, communicating silently.

During the recent clash, her bloodline force had constantly quivered uneasily, suppressed by the opponent.

Whoosh!

The dark-skinned youth's figure flashed again, going from utter stillness to extreme motion, essentially without warning.

Within a few quick moves.

Lu Zhuo had already reached the edge of the blood pool.

At this time.

The greatest threat inside the blood pool, the "Blood Crystal Flame", had been sealed, cutting its threat by more than half, but it was still not a place ordinary people could intrude.

"The Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower!"

The disciples of the Three Sects Camp stared at the dazzling and translucent blood-colored flower in the blood pool.

"Brother Mei, are we really going to just let him take the Blood Soul Flower?"

Jiang Ping and the others showed a reluctance on their faces.

Indeed.

Even if all the people of the Bone Demon Palace attacked together, they could not handle Lu Zhuo.

However, now that many strong fighters had arrived on the scene, they could potentially stop him.

"Wait until he enters the blood pool and picks the Blood Soul Flower. He will be attacked and retaliated by the Blood Soul Flower Spirit, and that will be the best time to make our move," Mei Changqing said, his eyes flickered, yet he retained his cool.

At his words.

The people of the Bone Demon Palace nodded in agreement, holding their breath.

"I feel that Lu Zhuo's strength might not have reached its limit. To defeat him, relying on just myself as the main force would have small chances of success. We need someone who can engage him in close combat, at least someone who can restrain him," Mei Changqing adjudged.

"Someone who can engage Lu Zhuo in close combat, does such a person actually exist?"

The disciples of the Bone Demon Palace remembered Lu Zhuo's terrifying close combat and shivered instinctively at the thought.

"If it's just about close-quarters restraint, it seems there really is someone who can do it," Yuan Li, the armoured man, seemed to realize something.