76: Chapter 76 The Eastern Wilderness is in dire straits, rivers of blood flow!

"You want to give me three moves?"

Demon Venerable Moro was stunned upon hearing Su Changge's words, and then he burst into thunderous, wild laughter.

"Hahahaha! Interesting! What an interesting little guy!"

His blood-colored eyes scrutinized Su Changge with great interest, as if looking at a clown who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"I have roamed the ancient times, and even those so-called True Immortals and God Kings would not dare speak such words before me. You, an ant who has not even stepped onto the path of immortality, dare to be so arrogant?"

Su Changge was panicking internally, but on the surface, he remained as steady as an old dog.

He even slowly picked up the teacup on the stone table beside him, took a gentle sip, and then said indifferently: "Noisy."

"Are you going to make a move or not? If you aren't, I'm going to continue sunbathing."

That posture of completely disregarding the other party thoroughly enraged Moro.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Moro laughed out of extreme anger, "Since you are in such a hurry to die, then I shall fulfill your wish!"

"For this first move, I will first destroy this turtle mountain of yours!"

Before the words even faded, his massive demonic shadow, composed of pure dark energy, raised a finger and pointed casually in the air toward Changge Peak below.

"Boom—!!!"

An indescribable, terrifying energy capable of instantly annihilating a star transformed into a pitch-black beam of light, descending from the sky and slamming fiercely toward Changge Peak!

Although he had used less than ten percent of his power for this strike, it was enough to completely wipe the entire Taixuan Sect, along with the surrounding mountain ranges, off the map!

"Mr. Su!"

"Revered Master!"

In the distance, Ji Wushuang, Ye Qingyao, and the others saw this scene and let out desperate roars.

However, Su Changge remained sitting steadily on his rocking chair, not even lifting his eyelids.

He was roaring frantically in his heart: "System! Quick! Option two! Space Lockdown! Use ten million! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

[Ding! Words Become Law has been activated! Consuming 10,000,000 emotion points!]

[Decree: Heavenly Dao Law, Space Solidification!]

Just at the moment when that destructive black beam of light was about to touch Changge Peak.

A transparent shield, invisible to the naked eye and composed of countless Law runes, silently appeared above Changge Peak.

"Pop."

With a soft sound.

The black beam of light, capable of destroying everything, hit the transparent shield and, in an instant, was like a clay ox entering the sea; it did not stir up any ripples and simply dissipated into thin air.

The entire Changge Peak remained unharmed.

Even the water in Su Changge's teacup did not ripple in the slightest.

"Hmm?"

Moro, in the sky, let out a sound of surprise.

His strike, which was capable of annihilating stars, had actually... been blocked?

And it had been "resolved" in a way he completely could not understand?

He stared fixedly at the plain-looking mountain below. For the first time, he put away the playfulness on his face, and his gaze became grave.

"A bit of skill."

"It seems your turtle shell is a bit harder than I imagined."

Su Changge let out a long breath in his heart, knowing he had bet correctly.

These ten million emotion points were well spent!

He put down the teacup, looked up at Moro, and said indifferently: "Two more moves."

Moro's expression turned completely gloomy.

He felt he had received unprecedented provocation and humiliation.

"Good! Very good!"

He said grimly, "Since you do not cherish the opportunity I gave you, then I shall let you see what true despair is!"

"I want to see if your turtle shell is harder, or if the lives of the billions of living beings in the Eastern Wasteland are harder!"

After speaking, his figure suddenly vanished from the sky above Changge Peak.

The next moment, he appeared at the other end of the Eastern Wasteland continent, above the capital of a prosperous Mortal kingdom.

He did not hesitate at all; his massive demonic palm slammed down fiercely toward the city below!

"No—!!!"

Millions of Mortals in the city, amidst desperate screams, were smashed into powder along with the entire city by that one palm, turning into a bottomless, massive palm print!

After doing all this, Moro's figure vanished again and appeared above another Sect.

That was a fairly famous first-rate Sect in the Eastern Wasteland, and it even had a Late Nascent Soul Stage Old Ancestor guarding it.

But all of this was meaningless before Moro.

He just blew a breath casually.

"Whoosh—"

The black Devilish Qi turned into a destructive storm and swept through.

The entire Sect, along with the Mountain Protection Grand Array and tens of thousands of Disciples, turned into fly ash in an instant and were completely wiped from this world.

The slaughter had begun.

Moro was like a god playing a game of "stepping on ants" in the human world; his figure flashed continuously across every corner of the Eastern Wasteland continent.

Every appearance represented the destruction of a city and the annihilation of a Sect.

Within just half an hour, rivers of blood flowed, and corpses littered the fields.

The entire Eastern Wasteland was shrouded under the shadow of death.

Countless Cultivators and Mortals wept in despair and prayed in fear.

And these despair and fear turned into the purest emotion points, pouring continuously into Su Changge's System backend.

On Changge Peak, Su Changge sat quietly on his rocking chair with his eyes closed.

He could "see" everything happening outside through the System light screen.

He could "hear" the wails of countless living beings before their deaths.

His heart was not without ripples.

But he knew he had to wait.

He clenched his fists, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms.

"Soon... it will be soon..."

He watched the rapidly jumping numbers on his emotion points panel, his gaze becoming cold and determined.

[Current emotion points: 3,580,000,000...]

[4,120,000,000...]

[4,890,000,000...]

He was getting closer and closer to the goal of five billion.

Meanwhile, on the Eastern Wasteland continent, all the surviving, reputable forces finally united.

Yaoguang Holy Land, Wanfo Temple, Taigu God Mountain... all the old monsters who had been living in seclusion were forced to emerge.

They formed what could be called the strongest "Anti-Demon Allied Army" in the history of the Eastern Wasteland, and under the leadership of a Grand Elder from Yaoguang Holy Land holding a broken Emperor Weapon, they actively moved to confront the rampaging Demon Venerable Moro.

They knew this was the last hope of the Eastern Wasteland.

If they lost this battle, the Eastern Wasteland would completely become a dead zone.

An ultimate battle that would decide the fate of the entire world was about to erupt.