99: Twist off your head and use it as a wine glass

In the deepest part of the valley, inside a dark and massive cave.

The cave was vast and boundless with a towering ceiling. Countless eerie green foxfires floated in mid-air, illuminating the scene inside with a bizarre and ghastly glow.

A throne built from countless grim white bones stood in the center of the cave.

Sitting upright upon the throne was a massive figure.

He had a massive frame, his entire body covered in a layer of thick, pitch-black scales, each one gleaming with a cold, metallic luster.

A pair of blood-red pupils released a heart-stopping, ferocious light in the gloom.

He was the sole Dominator of this valley—the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord!

The aura radiating from him was vast and mighty, enough to make any living creature prostrate itself on the ground, not daring to even breathe.

But at this moment, this powerful aura appeared somewhat chaotic, interspersed with a trace of imperceptible weakness.

Just a moment ago, the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord had sensed the summons of his believers.

His recent rate of advancement had been fast, and he was in a good mood.

Thus, he casually separated a wisp of his consciousness to form a projection, intending to see what offerings or petitions those ants had.

To him, this was merely a trivial pastime.

However, he had never expected—

His projection had only just descended upon that altar for a moment, not even having time to enjoy the worship of his believers.

He was forcibly seized and imprisoned by a force that was extremely savage and unreasonably overbearing!

That was a Cultivator of the Human Race.

A Cultivator of the Human Race who looked excessively young.

Although he looked very young, that fellow displayed a terrifying strength completely inconsistent with his age.

At first, the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord did not pay it any mind.

He even thought about relying on his own power to break free from that man's restraints.

But he soon discovered with horror that his phantom, which contained a trace of Origin power,

was completely powerless before that young Cultivator of the Human Race.

He was firmly trapped, unable to break free even a little.

In the end, his phantom was directly and thoroughly refined by that fellow, leaving not even a trace behind!

Such methods, such abilities, were absolutely not what an ordinary Cultivator of the Human Race could possess!

What was most outrageous and most unacceptable to him was that that damned fellow had actually directly caused damage to his main body through that phantom.

To be able to injure the main body through a projection!

This was simply inconceivable!

He could only calm his heart now and cultivate to heal his wounds, hoping to recover quickly.

However, within the blood-red pupils of the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord, fury and killing intent that were almost tangible were burning at this moment.

Damned Cultivator of the Human Race!

He had already sworn a blood oath in his heart.

Once he recovered, sooner or later, he would personally find that fellow, dismantle his bones one by one, extract his Soul, and burn it with Demonic fire for ten thousand years.

That's right, that fellow was indeed very strong, strong to the point of being eerie.

But he, the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord, was no weakling!

So what if he could kill his phantom?

That was, after all, just a phantom he had casually separated!

Before his main body, under the crushing weight of absolute power, that fellow would definitely not be his match!

He, the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord, was just that confident!

He firmly believed that as long as he recovered to his Peak state, crushing that Cultivator of the Human Race to death was merely a matter of time.

However, before he could completely calm his mind and begin circulating his Demonic energy to heal,

"Boom—!!!"

A heaven-shaking explosion suddenly came from the direction of the valley entrance.

The entire earth was trembling violently.

The massive cave let out an unbearable groan, and countless rocks and dust fell from the ceiling, as if the entire cave might collapse at any moment.

Inside the cave, the dozens of Demonic Evils who had originally been standing humbly around were instantly knocked over by this terrifying tremor.

They screamed in terror one by one, and the scene was in complete chaos.

"What's going on? Is it an earthquake?"

The terrified discussions of the Demonic Evils rose and fell, making the already agitated Blood Pupil Mountain Lord even more furious.

"Enough!"

He let out a deafening roar, and the powerful sound wave instantly drowned out all the noise.

"Who can tell me what is going on? What the hell are the guys outside doing!"

The Blood Pupil Mountain Lord's questioning carried endless pressure, making all the Demonic Evils fall silent as if struck dumb.

However, the Demonic Evil Leaders standing around also looked at each other, their faces filled with confusion and terror.

They also did not know what had happened.

Just at this moment.

A wolf demon scrambled in from the cave entrance, its face left with only the purest fear.

"It... it's bad! Lord Mountain Lord!"

The wolf demon's voice became sharp and piercing due to extreme panic.

"Outside... there are intruders outside!"

"A very powerful Cultivator of the Human Race, leading a large group of Cultivators of the Human Race, is killing their way here from the direction of the valley!"

"Our guards couldn't resist at all; they were completely wiped out in an instant!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire cave fell into a deathly silence.

The Blood Pupil Mountain Lord's massive body shuddered violently, and his blood-red pupils instantly contracted.

What? Intruders? A very powerful Cultivator of the Human Race? And they are killing their way here?

His mind, which had been filled with endless fury just a second ago, felt as if it had been doused with a basin of ice water from the Nine Netherworlds at this moment.

Anger, irritability, killing intent... all emotions receded in an instant.

Only a cold emotion called fear remained, spreading from his spine all the way to his crown.

He almost immediately thought of the Cultivator of the Human Race who had refined his phantom just now.

It couldn't be that fellow killing his way here, could it! How is it possible? How could he have found this place!

Wait! They seemed to indeed be performing some weird ritual just now...

But his phantom had been severely damaged at the time, and he had absolutely no idea what had happened in the outside world.

That Cultivator of the Human Race, could he have locked onto his main body's location through that ritual!

Once this thought emerged, it frantically grew and spread in his mind, unable to be restrained any longer.

He could no longer remain calm. His so-called confidence, his so-called "invincibility of the main body," was shattered into pieces at this moment.

He was very clear about his current state. Although his Demonic body had an extremely strong recovery ability, how could wounds on the level of the Soul be so easily healed?

He had not fully recovered yet. If that fellow were to rush in, the consequences would be unimaginable!

He didn't even dare to imagine such a scene.

Just a little bit more! Just a little bit! As long as he was given a little more time, he would be able to recover to his Peak state.

Absolutely must not let those guys come in now!

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord's mind, eventually turning into a resolute decision.

His blood-red pupils swept over the shivering Demonic Evils below, a flash of ruthlessness appearing in his eyes.

"A bunch of trash!"

He roared, and dozens of thick, black-red beams of Demonic energy burst forth from his massive body.

These beams of light accurately shot into the bodies of the Demonic Evil Leaders below.

"Urgh ah ah—!" "Ahhhh—!"

The Demonic Evils infused with Demonic energy let out painful yet excited roars.

Their bodies expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, muscles knotted, bones made crackling sounds, and their already hideous faces became even more twisted and terrifying.

Their auras soared, and their strength instantly skyrocketed several times over!

After the pain came endless ecstasy. Feeling the unprecedented powerful strength within their bodies, the fear of these Demonic Evils was instantly replaced by bloodthirsty desire.

"Such powerful strength!" "Is this the power bestowed by Lord Mountain Lord? I feel like I can tear everything apart!"

"Thank you for the gift, Lord Mountain Lord!!" "Hahahaha! Cultivators of the Human Race? Just in time! It's perfect for me to test out this new body!"

"I will tear him into ten thousand pieces!"

Watching the agitated Demonic Evils below, the Blood Pupil Mountain Lord's cold heart finally settled down a little.

He used his last bit of authority to issue an unquestionable order.

"This Lord has bestowed power upon you!" "Now, immediately, all of you get out! At all costs, stop those humans for me!"

"Absolutely do not let them come within half a step of this cave!!"

The Demonic Evils, having received the power and the order, were left with only cruelty and madness in their eyes. They simultaneously let out a heaven-shaking roar and accepted the order with hideous laughter.

"As you command! Lord Mountain Lord!" "Please rest assured and heal your wounds, My Lord! We will definitely twist off those humans' heads and use them as your wine cups!"

However, just in the short time they were talking, a voice suddenly came from the entrance of the cave.

"You said, whose head are you going to twist off to use as a wine cup?"

"Swish—!" Accompanied by a sound of piercing through the air, before the Demonic Evils present could react, a red thread quickly swept across the scene.

The Demonic Evil who had just spoken, along with the dozen or so Demonic Evils beside him, had their heads fly straight into the sky.

The dozen or so headless corpses swayed a few times before falling to the ground, never to rise again. In an instant, a thick, bloody stench spread out.

The Demonic Evils present were immediately alarmed and turned their heads to look. Then, they saw in terror that Chen Nian was currently standing at the cave entrance, looking at them with the gaze of someone looking at dead things.

He just smiled contemptuously and said indifferently: "Didn't you say you wanted to tear me into ten thousand pieces?" "You had better really be able to do it, otherwise, you will die very miserably!"