I Collect Skill Fragments in the Demon World-Chapter 680 - 352: Dismemberment (Part 2)

"We struck it lucky this time. Who would have thought the Human Race would have such a mishap, with such fortune falling from the heavens. However, there is still a lot of fortune falling within the Human Race due to this upheaval; we must plan carefully." Chen Sanliang’s voice was full of schadenfreude.

It was truly that kind of schadenfreude!

After all, to him, humans were all his enemies. The more unfortunate the humans were, the happier he was.

"Today, masters of the Northern Land are gathered here; we might as well find an opportunity to capture them all in one net. It’s a pity the Yang God True Man hasn’t arrived; otherwise, we could see if he’s truly that formidable." Bai Cang’s eyes were filled with satisfaction. In the blood of the Ba Snake, he underwent an unbelievable transformation.

Meanwhile, as everyone slaughtered each other in the blood pit, Ma Zhou, who immersed himself deeply, was caught off guard. In the aftermath of the terrifying Divine Techniques, he was thrown out mid-evolution, tumbling around the pit, only to awaken and start cursing: "Bastard! Which turtle bastard set me up?"

Grumbling, Ma Zhou sneaked out from the bottom of the blood pool. Just as he surfaced and saw the chaotic battle above, he was startled and tried to retreat back into the blood pool. However, a Great Demon of the Demon Race had already noticed his presence.

"Where does this human ant come from, sneaking into the blood pool to seize fortune? Leave your head behind!" came a roar, accompanied by a ’gua’ soundwave, as a toad the size of a wolfhound, covered in golden copper coins, fixed its eyes on Ma Zhou. Its tongue darted out like a sharp sword, creating a sonic boom as it crossed over thirty meters towards Ma Zhou’s head.

Not to mention the hardness of that tongue, just its speed assured a fate of torn muscles and broken bones if hit.

Seeing the tongue rushing towards him, Ma Zhou was shocked and distressed. He was merely a mortal body; how could he evade such a fierce attack?

Furthermore, even if he took out his cloud and tried to escape, it was too late, as the tongue was too fast, giving him no time to flee.

Just as the tongue was about to reach him, his eyes suddenly itched, and his pupils transformed into vertical serpent pupils. These vertical pupils emitted an unknown power, ensnaring the Toad Spirit in their line of sight. The Toad Spirit’s eyes became dazed, and its tongue veered off course, narrowly missing Ma Zhou and heading towards the Centipede Spirit instead.

The Centipede Spirit was wielding weapons with dozens of arms, pressing against three Divine Spirits. Suddenly, the Toad Spirit’s unexpected attack caught it off guard, and one of its arms was snatched by the tongue and fell into the Toad Spirit’s mouth.

The Centipede Spirit cursed in pain:

"Old Toad, you’re courting death!"

The centipede and toad, originally among the Five Venoms, never got along, but they were forced together under the orders of a major figure in the Demon Race. Now, seeing the Toad Spirit’s betrayal, the Centipede Spirit immediately abandoned the Divine Spirits to attack the Toad Spirit, with old grudges adding to new hatred!

At this moment, Ma Zhou floated in the Sea of Blood, eyes filled with joy: "Hahaha! I’ve become a god! Even if I’m not Divinely Enthroned, the unimaginable power I’ve now mastered allows me to slaughter deities!"

He had unexpectedly mastered Pupil Technique Divine Techniques: Illusion Realm, Imaginary Number Space, by devouring the eyes of the Ba Snake.

It was Illusion Technique superpower that he used against the Toad Spirit.

Ma Zhou shifted his gaze from the Toad Spirit, and the Toad Spirit immediately regained consciousness. Seeing the Centipede Spirit charging at it with dozens of weapons, it ignored Ma Zhou in the blood pool and engaged the Centipede Spirit. Its entire body grew larger, reaching the size of a truck, and crashed towards the Centipede Spirit, filled with fury: "Old dried meat, you dare defy the orders of the major figures and attack me?"

The Centipede Spirit’s eyes were fierce: "You’re the one who attacked me first."

In an instant, the two were locked in battle, stunning the surrounding Great Demons, unsure why the two suddenly erupted in internal strife, fearing retribution from the Tiger King if word got back.

Elsewhere, the Master of Qingqiu, Bai Cang, transformed into a White Fox. Seven snow-white tails swayed gently behind him as his eyes scanned the battlefield, landing on Ma Zhou.

"A strong human? The power of Illusion Technique? To ensnare the Toad Spirit in an illusion instantly, well done!" The White Fox stared at Ma Zhou in the blood pool, eyes filled with seriousness.

"A seven-tailed fox!" Upon seeing Bai Cang, Ma Zhou was taken aback, with his hairs standing on end.

Seven fox tails? Never heard of it!

What kind of existence is this?

"You have quite the eye." Ma Zhou’s heart was panic-stricken, but he forcibly steadied himself.

"Heh, I too wield Illusion Technique. Let’s see whose is stronger." Bai Cang chuckled softly as a wave emanated from him, enveloping Ma Zhou. However, Ma Zhou’s pupils transformed, and he saw through Bai Cang’s illusion, breaking the latter’s technique without being affected.

Of course, the Ba Snake’s eyes were an existence beyond the Fruit Realm, tempered over countless years into Secret Treasures, not to be underestimated.

The snake pupils not only dispelled Bai Cang’s Illusion Technique but also emitted a light, following Ma Zhou’s gaze to envelop Bai Cang.

Bai Cang’s mind momentarily blurred, and a misstep caused him to stumble. At the critical moment, the light from Ma Zhou’s Illusion Technique was negated by the power of his seven tails.

"Impressive! Even I fell for it." Bai Cang’s eyes bore into Ma Zhou, filled with curiosity: "Your Illusion Technique is indeed powerful, but unfortunately your skills are lacking, unable to fully unleash its true power. Now, this ends here; I will personally send you on your way."

As Bai Cang finished speaking, he leaped, transforming into a blur rushing towards Ma Zhou.

He was a Great Demon; Illusion Technique was merely one of his methods, and his hand-to-hand combat strength was not to be underestimated.

If illusions couldn’t decide the outcome, the most primitive methods must be used.

"Damn! This fox has no martial virtue." Startled, Ma Zhou glanced around, his eyes landing on the Bear Demon King. In the next moment, the Bear Demon King’s face showed slight resistance, then he leapt up, blocking the Fox Spirit and swatting a paw at it.

"You’ve already controlled the Bear Demon King? I underestimated your skills. Although your technique is crude, the power within you is limited by your own strength, yet its quality surpasses my Seven-Tailed Bloodline, truly unbelievable!" Bai Cang’s eyes were filled with shock.

This was truly unbelievable!

"Ugly brute, attack!" Clever as ever, Ma Zhou scrambled onto the Bear Demon King’s back, commanding it.

The Bear Demon King, its mind clouded, fought fiercely against Bai Cang. Earth’s Primordial Magnetism enveloped its Power of the Flesh, crushing towards Bai Cang.

"What a nuisance!" Bai Cang didn’t dare to meet the Bear Demon King’s paw directly. This mighty bear possessed extraordinary power, with few in the Demon Race capable of confronting it directly.

"Come help me, this two-legged sheep is a real thorn," Bai Cang called out to his fellow strong Demon Race members for assistance against the Bear Demon King.

"Why did Old Bear turn traitor, attacking his own kin?" the Mouse Spirit exclaimed, withdrawing from the battlefield, watching the rampaging Bear Demon King in disbelief.