173: Chapter 173 The Patriarch Returns, Who is the True Demon?

"Boom—"

This loud noise was more dull and deafening than any before it.

The blood-colored giant hand, which was enough to wipe out half of Baifeng City, seemed to collide with an invisible iron mountain in mid-air.

There was no stalemate, no tug-of-war, only the purest collapse.

The massive blood hand shattered instantly, turning into a sky full of foul-smelling blood rain, pattering down onto the light barrier and the city walls.

The black stream of light that had shattered the blood hand continued with undiminished momentum, slamming heavily into the open ground before the city gate.

Thud!

The earth jumped violently.

A visible earthy-yellow shockwave swept across the ground, directly causing the surrounding vengeful spirits that were not yet dead to undergo Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Dust rose to the sky, obscuring vision.

The scene was deathly silent.

Whether it was Leng Yuechan on the city wall holding a heart of certain death, or Saint Son Li Tianxing, the peerless Saint Son in mid-air, both stopped their actions at this moment, staring fixedly at the rolling dust.

"Cough, cough..."

A cough came from the dust.

Immediately after, a foot wearing a black combat boot stepped out.

The sole of the boot landed, crushing a charred skull.

Gu Yan walked out.

The black robe on his body had been torn into rags by the gale, revealing his sturdy, iron-like upper body.

On his left shoulder, the ferocious dark gold Asura Beast Head armor was emitting a faint red light, as if a Vicious Beast that had just finished eating was still greedily breathing in the bloody scent in the air.

He raised his head, shook his slightly numb left arm, and locked his gaze through the bloody rain onto Saint Son Li Tianxing in mid-air.

"Hey."

Gu Yan's voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling coldness: "You smashed my Formation; how do you want to settle this account?"

"It's you?!"

Saint Son Li Tianxing's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks.

He recognized this face.

Although the previous portrait was a bit blurry, this aura... this same-source aura that made the Demonic Technique in his body tremble and crave, could not be wrong!

"The blood river bead... is on you!"

The shock in Saint Son Li Tianxing's eyes instantly turned into ecstasy, a greed like a starving wolf seeing a peerless delicacy: "Good! Very good! I originally thought it would take some effort to search your soul, but I didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my doorstep!"

"Delivered to your doorstep?"

Gu Yan sneered, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the spikes on the soul-shattering knuckles popped out with a crisp metallic clatter.

"I came to send you on your way."

"Arrogant!"

Saint Son Li Tianxing laughed out of extreme anger: "A mere Foundation Establishment ant, relying on a stolen Legacy Magic Treasure to block one of my attacks, and you think you can turn the world upside down?"

He pointed his finger.

The giant blood python that had previously knocked away the blood corpse Puppet suddenly raised its head.

Although it had been slightly injured just now, its ferocity was even greater.

Now, receiving its master's command, it opened a giant mouth capable of swallowing a cow, carrying a thick, fishy wind, and bit down towards Gu Yan.

"Careful!" Leng Yuechan exclaimed on the city wall.

Gu Yan did not dodge.

He stood in place, watching the increasingly large bloody maw, and pulled a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.

"A beast is just a beast."

Just as the blood python was about to bite down, Gu Yan moved.

He did not retreat, but charged forward.

He stomped his left foot on the ground, and his whole body, like a cannonball, rushed directly into the mouth of the blood python!

"Courting death!" Saint Son Li Tianxing snorted coldly.

But this cold snort had not even landed before it got stuck in his throat.

Squish!

A large bulge suddenly appeared on the back of the blood python's neck.

Immediately after, an arm covered in dark gold scales pierced through the tough python skin and reached out from inside.

That was Gu Yan's left hand.

The Asura Beast Head on the asura armguard seemed to come alive, biting into the blood python's spine.

"Open... for me!"

Gu Yan, inside the python's belly, gave a violent shout.

He exerted force with both arms and tore violently to the sides.

Riiip—!!!

The ear-piercing sound of flesh tearing echoed throughout the scene.

That ten-zhang-long blood python, comparable to a Peak Foundation Establishment Yao Beast, was actually torn in two by Gu Yan from the inside in full view of everyone!

In the rain of blood, Gu Yan stood bathed in blood between the two halves of the still-twitching python corpse.

He grabbed a still-beating blood-colored demon core and squeezed it casually.

Pop.

The demon core shattered, and the pure blood Qi was instantly absorbed by the asura armguard.

Gu Yan raised his head, his pitch-black eyes now stained red, looking even more like a Devil Head than Saint Son Li Tianxing, the genuine Demonic Path cultivator.

"Is that all you've got?"

Gu Yan casually threw away the rotten meat in his hand and crooked his finger at Saint Son Li Tianxing in the air: "Come down."

"Don't force me to go up and drag you down."

On the city wall, there was dead silence.

All the guards, including Jin Feiyan, were stunned.

"Is... is this the Family Head?" An old guard swallowed, his voice trembling, "How come it feels... the Family Head is more ferocious than that Devil Head?"

Leng Yuechan loosened her grip on her sword slightly, and her tense body finally relaxed.

She looked at the man standing in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, a flash of fanaticism appearing in her eyes.

This was her man.

As long as he was back, the sky would not collapse.

In mid-air.

Saint Son Li Tianxing's expression finally changed.

If the previous attack was luck, then tearing the blood python with his bare hands now was solid Physical Body strength.

"A Body Cultivator... and a Body Cultivator who has Cultivated Demonic Path Cultivation Technique?"

Saint Son Li Tianxing put away his contempt, his blood robe fluttering without wind, and the terrifying pressure of the Golden Core Mid-Stage was released without reservation.

"Interesting."

"It seems you didn't just steal the blood river bead, you also trained yourself into a half-human, half-demon monster."

Saint Son Li Tianxing shook the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in his hand, and countless vengeful spirits circled around him, letting out shrill screams: "Since that's the case, I will capture you and refine you into my natal blood corpse! I presume your Physical Body will definitely be much more useful than these pieces of junk!"

"Want to refine me?"

Gu Yan grinned, revealing white teeth.

He loosened his neck, and the Asura Beast Head on his left shoulder let out a low growl.

"That depends on whether your teeth are hard enough."

Boom!

Gu Yan bent his legs slightly, then straightened them violently.

The ground exploded into another large pit.

He no longer waited passively but took the initiative.

His whole body turned into a black and red stream of light, defying the pressure of the Golden Core Stage, and shot straight into the clouds.

At the same time, a Divine Thought was transmitted into the minds of everyone on the city wall: "Leng Yuechan, control the Formation!"

"Jin Feiyan, supply energy!"

"Everyone else, watch the show!"

On the city wall, Leng Yuechan instantly regained her senses, the light on the Formation Plate in her hand flaring brightly.

"Four Symbols Heaven Locking, rotate!"

The Formation, which had been corroded until it was dull, seemed to have been injected with a stimulant at this moment.

Red light surged, and the phantoms of the four giant beasts roared at the sky, turning into four streams of light that wrapped around Gu Yan, draping him in a thick layer of spiritual power armor.

"Gu Yan!"

Jin Feiyan's eyes turned red as she poured the last box of Top-Grade Spirit Stone into the Formation eye: "Beat him hard for this lady! Beat this bastard who made us lose money to death!"

High in the sky.

Gu Yan felt the immense power brought by the Formation's boost, and the hot blood in his body boiled completely.

He looked at Saint Son Li Tianxing, who was close at hand, the dark gold patterns on the armor on his left arm shining to the extreme.

"Welcome to Baifeng City."

Gu Yan threw a punch, the Evil Qi like a Dragon: "Here, I have the final say!"