134: Destroy the Heart of the Evil God

Chen Nian casually discarded the High Priest's headless corpse.

Like a worn-out doll, it slumped limply onto the cold ground, mixing with the bone fragments and congealed blood.

This high-ranking figure, who held esteemed status and wielded sacrificial authority within the Eternal Life Cult, finally ended his sinful life in such an undignified manner.

The entire square fell into a deathly silence deeper than any moment before.

The Blood Pupil Domain still enveloped the space, and above the firmament, countless indifferent blood-red pupils silently looked down upon everything below.

The shrieks of vengeful spirits and the roars of demonic creatures had long been thoroughly crushed, leaving only the low humming of the Domain itself.

The remaining members of the Eternal Life Cult, as if their spines had been removed, collapsed completely onto the ground.

Their eyes were hollow, their faces blank, and they had even lost the strength to tremble.

The High Priest's instantaneous and gruesome death was the final straw that broke their already crumbling nerves.

Resistance?

That was merely a laughable and distant word.

Before this man, they didn't even have the qualification to be his opponents.

He wasn't human at all!

He was an Incarnation of destruction walking the mortal realm, a nightmare from the deepest depths of the abyss!

Finally, someone unable to bear the boundless fear and pressure let out a hysterical, inhuman scream.

"Aaaaaah—! A devil! He's a devil!"

"Run! Run quickly!"

"The High Priest is dead! We're finished! The Eternal Life Cult is finished!"

The collapse spread instantly like a plague.

The surviving cultists completely lost all will to fight and reason, crying and screaming as they fled for their lives toward the dark passages at the edge of the square like headless flies.

They stepped over their companions' corpses and knocked over sacrificial Magical Artifacts, just to get a little further, and then a little further, from that demon god.

However, in Chen Nian's eyes, their movements were as slow as a snail's crawl.

He didn't even bother to give chase.

With just a slight thought.

High in the sky, those indifferently watching blood-red pupils shifted slightly.

"Buzz—!"

An invisible yet majestic and vast terrifying pressure suddenly descended, like the heavens collapsing!

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

The cultists who were sprinting were slammed down by an invisible mountain, pinned to the ground in unison as the "crackling" sounds of shattering bones echoed continuously.

Some couldn't even let out a scream before being crushed into meat paste.

Others stiffened suddenly as black blood oozed from their seven orifices, their eyes dimming instantly—their Souls had been shattered directly under the gaze of the blood pupils!

For a time, the square was filled with wailing and was a sight too gruesome to behold.

Chen Nian, however, was indifferent to this hellish scene.

His gaze bypassed the altar and locked onto the massive heart at the top, which was still pulsing slowly and powerfully.

"Thump... Thump... Thump..."

The sound of the heart's beating was exceptionally clear and heavy in this dead silence.

With every pulse, it emitted a bloody stench so thick it was nauseating, along with extremely pure evil energy.

Even though the High Priest presiding over the ritual was dead, and the cultists below were either dead or fleeing.

It seemed to still rely on some instinct, or perhaps a connection to a deeper existence, to maintain its vitality, as if it were an independently existing living thing.

"Only you are left," Chen Nian murmured to himself, his lips curling into an interested arc.

He could feel that the energy contained within this heart was far more massive and pure than all the Demonic Evils and cultists combined.

It was an Origin evil power condensed from the flesh and Souls of countless living beings, tempered over long years and through evil rituals.

With a shift of his body, Chen Nian appeared atop the massive bone altar, within arm's reach of the heart.

Up close, he could feel the heart's hideousness and ominousness even more.

Its surface was covered with thick, twisted blood vessels like writhing pythons.

Dark red muscle fibers were knotted together, emitting a thick bloody stench and a decayed smell that seemed to come from the abyss.

With every pulse, thick, dark red glowing liquid surged through the vessels.

Faintly, one could also hear the painful wails of countless Souls blended together coming from within.

"Pretentious tricks."

Chen Nian snorted coldly. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and threw a straight punch condensed with the power of the Prison Suppressing Divine Body, slamming it fiercely toward the center of the heart.

The golden fist light tore through the air, carrying the dual power of purification and destruction.

However, just a moment before the fist was about to touch the surface of the heart.

"Buzz—!"

The heart jolted violently, and a beam of extremely condensed dark red blood light suddenly erupted from its surface, forming a thick energy shield.

"Boom—!"

The Golden Fist Qi slammed heavily against the shield, letting out a deafening roar.

The shield fluctuated and distorted violently, with countless fine cracks appearing on its surface, but it ultimately didn't shatter immediately, barely managing to block the strike.

Chen Nian's brow twitched slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Although he hadn't used his full strength in this punch, ordinary Sixth-Order experts would certainly find it impossible to withstand head-on.

The defensive power of this heart was somewhat beyond his expectations.

It seemed this thing was not just an energy aggregate; it appeared to have even birthed a faint sliver of self-protective consciousness.

"Struggling at death's door."

Chen Nian no longer held back. His right fist tightened again, and an even more brilliant golden light gathered on his fist.

His entire arm seemed to have turned into solid gold, and the terrifying sense of power caused the surrounding space to begin distorting slightly.

Evil-Warding Heavenly Thunder, augment!

"Sizzle—!"

Purple electric arcs instantly coiled around his golden fist. The lightning power, being the most yang and rigid, fused perfectly with his overbearing Physical Body strength, emitting a terrifying aura that could annihilate all things.

However, as if sensing a fatal threat, the heart's pulsing suddenly became frantic.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Like out-of-control war drums, rapid and violent.

Immediately after, the thick blood vessels on the heart's surface swelled violently, and then—

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

A massive amount of thick dark red blood, like a flood breaking a dam, surged toward Chen Nian, covering him from head to toe.

This blood was no ordinary liquid.

The moment they left the heart, they transformed into a blood net that blotted out the sky, as if wanting to contaminate and devour Chen Nian along with the space around him.

Facing this desperate counterattack that fused filth, corrosion, and Soul attacks, a cold light flashed in Chen Nian's eyes.

"Trivial tricks! How dare you show off before a master!"

He didn't dodge at all. His fist, entwined with golden and purple light, punched straight forward with even greater speed and a more violent posture.

"Boom—!!!!!"

Wherever the fist pointed, that filthy blood net burning with evil fire failed to cause even a sliver of obstruction.

At the moment it touched the fist light, it was completely evaporated and purified by the most yang lightning and most rigid Fist Intent, turning into nothingness.

The momentum of the punch didn't stop, slamming fiercely into the main body of the massive heart.

"Boom—!"

This time, there was no longer any obstruction.

The incredibly tough heart muscle was as fragile as mud before absolute power. Chen Nian's fist plunged directly into the depths of the heart.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The heart's frantic pulsing came to a screeching halt.

Then, centered on Chen Nian's fist, countless golden cracks and purple electric snakes instantly spread across the entire heart like a spiderweb.

"Crack... Crack, crack..."

A dense, tooth-aching sound of shattering rang out.

"Bang—!!!!!"

Finally, in a massive explosion that echoed throughout the entire underground space, the giant heart—which had condensed the painstaking efforts of the Eternal Life Cult and contained a massive amount of evil energy—violently burst apart.

However, there was no flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The moment it exploded, it was crushed by the golden power and decomposed by the purple lightning.

In the end, it turned into dark red light spots drifting across the sky, which were then completely swallowed and annihilated by the Blood Pupil Domain.

At the same time, the System's announcement rang in Chen Nian's mind.

[Ding! Destroyed the heart of the evil god. You have obtained 50,000 points!]

Hearing the System announcement in his mind, Chen Nian was suddenly a bit surprised.

Could destroying such a thing actually grant 50,000 points directly?

This thing really wasn't simple!

Unfortunately, this wasn't the true evil god and hadn't even triggered a System mission for him.

Otherwise, his gains should have been even higher.

He wondered how much he would gain if it were the true evil god.

He suddenly began to look forward to it.