258: Chapter 258 The Asura King, who fought bare-handed against an ancient demonic body and severed both arms!

Four Crimson Water Dragons, accompanied by ear-piercing sonic booms that tore through space, instantly lunged at Su Yang's face.

The foul-smelling blood water transformed into a sky full of sharp arrows, attempting to turn Su Yang into a honeycomb.

This was Asura blood water that had settled for tens of thousands of years; an ordinary Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator would have their protective True Qi instantly dissolved by just a single drop, ending up with no remains left.

Facing the overwhelming lethal strike, Su Yang held the asura blood blade in a reverse grip, a wild and arrogant sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Child's play."

The muscles in Su Yang's arms suddenly bulged, and the Pure Yang True Qi within his body erupted with a bang.

The long blade in his hand transformed into a blinding, golden-red sun, sweeping out fiercely against the four water Dragons!

"Boom—!"

A deafening roar exploded within the Blood-colored Basin.

The golden-red blade light, carrying the Pure Yang True Fire that could incinerate everything, sliced directly into the bodies of the water Dragons.

The Asura blood water, claimed to be able to corrode all things, was like boiling water poured on snow in front of the Pure Yang True Fire, instantly evaporating into a sky full of white mist.

The four water Dragons didn't even last for a single breath before completely collapsing, turning into a rain of blood that splattered onto the dark red rocks, making a "hissing" corrosive sound.

The Four-Armed Asura Demon King's pupils shrank violently.

His proud Blood Dao ultimate Move had actually been broken by a single strike from a human kid!

Before he could react, Su Yang's figure had already pierced through the white mist, appearing directly in front of his massive body.

"Your speed is too slow," Su Yang's cold voice rang in the Devil King's ear.

The Asura Devil King roared repeatedly, waving his four thick arms simultaneously.

The pale white bone spikes on his wrists turned into four lethal cold lights, sealing off all of Su Yang's paths of retreat.

Every strike carried the terrifying power of the half-step Soul Transformation Stage, enough to crush mountains into powder.

Su Yang did not retreat; instead, he advanced.

The asura blood blade in his hand turned into a sky full of blade shadows, clashing wildly with the Devil King's bone spikes.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The dense sound of clashing metal echoed throughout the world as countless sparks flew in all directions.

The man and the devil engaged in the most primitive and brutal close-quarters combat above the Skeleton Altar in the center of the blood lake.

The shockwaves produced by every collision blasted the blood water below into columns hundreds of feet high.

On the safe open ground behind them.

Three Stunning Female Ghost Kings stood side by side, their beautiful eyes staring unblinkingly at the world-shaking battle ahead.

Chu Ling, in an ice-blue off-the-shoulder long dress, had a hint of an excited flush on her exquisite face.

"Boss's Physical Body power is actually even more overbearing than my Unmelting Bone! It's truly hard to imagine, if it were in bed..." Chu Ling bit her rosy lips, a watery shyness flashing in her eyes.

Having just reconstructed her true body, she already possessed a living person's temperature and emotions; seeing Su Yang's wild and invincible posture, her heart had long since softened into a pool of spring water.

Su Qingcheng was in red clothes as bright as fire, her full chest rising and falling sharply with her breathing.

She licked her alluring red lips, her seductive eyes like silk.

"Master's Yang Qi is simply like a vast ocean, growing stronger as he fights. If I could take a sip today, it would be worth it even if it meant Qingcheng's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering."

Su Qingcheng intentionally thrust out her proud figure, her red skirt fluttering in the yin wind, revealing two fair, slender, and peerless legs.

She made no secret of her desire, wishing she could rush up right now and use her soft, boneless body to undress Su Yang.

Jiang Yingxue was gentle and dignified, wearing a classical red wedding dress that exuded the nobility of a young lady from a prestigious family.

But her jade-like hands, holding her red water sleeves, were also slightly perspiring as her beautiful eyes closely followed Su Yang's figure.

"Sisters, do not speak nonsense. Master is in the middle of a fierce battle; let us watch with peace of mind. If this ugly monster dares to harm Master in the slightest, we sisters will swarm it and tear it into pieces!"

Although Jiang Yingxue's words were gentle, her tone carried an unquestionable, cold killing intent.

Once Su Yang's safety was at stake, this classical beauty would immediately transform into the most terrifying life-taking vengeful ghost.

In the center of the battlefield, the fight became increasingly intense.

The Four-Armed Asura Demon King grew more alarmed as the fight went on.

He was of the Ancient Asura Clan, with an incomparably powerful Physical Body, yet this human's physique was actually even more terrifying than his!

With every collision, he felt as if he were striking a piece of red-hot Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Iron.

His four arms were shaken to the point of numbness, and even his finger bones showed slight cracks.

Extremely high temperatures continuously invaded his body through the asura blood blade, incinerating his proud devil blood.

"Impossible! How could a mere human ant possess such a Heaven-Defying physique!"

The Asura Devil King roared, his four arms suddenly exerting force in an attempt to force Su Yang back.

"With just this little strength, you dare to dream of reconstructing the Asura True Body?"

Su Yang caught a flaw in the Devil King's Move, his gaze turning cold.

Pure Yang True Qi instantly flooded into his right leg. Su Yang's waist suddenly exerted force, his body performing an incredible twist in mid-air, and a powerful whip kick, accompanied by an ear-piercing sonic boom that tore through the Void Realm, slammed fiercely into the Devil King's broad chest!

"Bang!!!"

A tooth-aching muffled sound spread throughout the entire blood-colored space.

The thick dark red scales covering the Devil King's chest shattered inch by inch, caving in to form a shocking, massive crater.

His massive body, as if hit head-on by a meteorite from beyond the heavens, flew backward hundreds of meters, plowing a deep trench into the hard dark red rock ground and smashing countless giant stone pillars along the way.

"Pfft!"

The Asura Devil King struggled to climb up from the ruins, wildly spitting out a large mouthful of black devil blood.

He looked at his sunken chest in disbelief, and an unmaskable fear and horror finally surfaced in his eyes.

Thirty thousand years of imprisonment had long since caused his strength to plummet to rock bottom.

He had originally thought that breaking out of the seal would allow him to sweep across the world, but he hadn't expected to encounter such a terrifying calamity in his very first battle!

"Escape!"

A humiliating thought flashed through the Devil King's mind. As long as the green mountains remain, one need not worry about firewood; as long as he could escape this place and find some living beings to consume their essence blood, he would surely be able to restore his Peak in due time!

The Devil King used all four limbs, his massive body turning into a streak of blood light as he fled frantically toward the depths of the blood-colored world, regardless of everything.

"You still want to run in front of this young master?"

Su Yang sneered, his figure swaying and vanishing from the spot like a ghost.

In the next instant, he appeared out of thin air on the path the Devil King had to take to escape.

"First, I'll remove these eyesore claws of yours!"

Su Yang gripped the asura blood blade with both hands, the hundred-zhang golden-red blade light soaring into the sky, completely dispersing the sky full of blood-colored mist.

His gaze was extremely cold as he slashed down fiercely with a blade that carried the supreme power to split heaven and earth!

"Swish—!"

The brilliant blade light sliced through the sky.

"Roar!!!"

The Asura Devil King let out a shrill and desperate scream, causing the entire space to tremble.

The two thick arms on his right side were severed at the shoulder by Su Yang's strike!

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, with not even a drop of blood spurting out.

Because the moment the arms were severed, the Pure Yang True Fire had already completely charred and sealed the wounds.

The two severed arms slammed onto the ground with a heavy thud, quickly turning into a pile of black ash under the incineration of the golden-red flames.

"Human! You go too far!"

The Asura Devil King completely lost his reason, his eyes red as blood, falling into a state of total madness.

He knew he would definitely not be spared today, and all the fear in his heart turned into a madness that sought to drag everything down with him.

"You forced this King! Even if this King has to sacrifice this devil body, I will drag you to Hell with me!"

The Asura Devil King threw his head back and roared, chanting an ear-piercing incantation that sounded like the cry of a night owl.

His remaining two left hands suddenly lifted, and he stabbed them into his own sunken chest without hesitation!

"Pfft!"

The Devil King forcefully tore open his own chest cavity and pulled out a black heart the size of a water vat, which was beating violently!