Seeing this, even the Japanese onmyōji were stunned, clearly not expecting Ryan Ling's moves to be so masterful.
"What's wrong? Are you scared already?" Ryan Ling sneered coldly. With his power rising, even his aura had changed—now he radiated the vibe of a king surveying the world.
This was the unique aura of the Golden Core – Nourishing Core phase. Before, he had only formed the core and gained Golden Core qi. Now, having reached the Nourishing Core stage, he possessed the true substance of a Golden Core cultivator, with its distinctive vibe.
His whole demeanor was totally different now—the Imperial Dawn Elixir was causing earth-shaking changes inside him!
"It's all an illusion! Ignore him—kill!" the Silver High Priest roared. Just thinking about Ryan snatching his Imperial Dawn Elixir made him furious.
Right then, the giant 'Kill' character in front of him lunged at Ryan, and the other two Japanese onmyōji sent their own 'Kill' characters flying at him too.
The three 'Kill' characters merged into the brutal Blood-Kill Formation!
Such a deadly attack—most Middle Saints couldn't withstand it and would have to retreat.
But Ryan Ling wasn't afraid at all. He swung the Kanglong Mace in a powerful sweep, dragon roars echoing behind him, instantly shattering the largest 'Kill' character.
"Impossible!" The Silver High Priest's face went completely pale when he saw this.
No one in the world had ever destroyed his 'Kill' character in a single move before.
The murderous energy contained within was unimaginable—just touching it would make your body explode. Yet under such a fierce formation, Ryan was totally unaffected. No wonder the Silver High Priest was shocked!
"Break! Break!" Ryan didn't waste time talking. He swung the Kanglong Mace again, and the other two giant 'Kill' characters were instantly shattered as well.
The killing aura tried to touch him, but the moment it made contact, it turned into wisps of green smoke and vanished into the air.
"High Priest, this guy's body is just too tough—he's not afraid of the Blood-Kill Formation?!"
"High Priest, what should we do now?"
Seeing Ryan Ling's near-invincible defense, the two Japanese onmyōji were clearly panicking.
"What's there to be afraid of? Let's fight together! I don't believe the three of us Middle Saints can't handle one guy. Set the formation again—kill!" The Silver High Priest gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.
The other two onmyōji quickly agreed.
But just as they finished speaking, Ryan Ling charged at them, coldly shouting, "You only get one chance—I won't give you a second! Now die!"
As soon as Ryan finished speaking, he smashed the Kanglong Mace straight at one of the Middle Saint onmyōji’s heads. The onmyōji tried to dodge, but it was too late—a loud bang rang out, his skull split open, brain matter splattered, and he was instantly dead.
"Third Brother!" the other onmyōji shouted, wanting to save him, but before he could move, Ryan’s Kanglong Mace swung at him too.
"Forget your brothers—I’ll send you down to join him!" Ryan acted decisively, smashing the Kanglong Mace at the talking onmyōji.
With another loud bang, the guy’s belly split open. Before he could even groan, Ryan grabbed him and the previous onmyōji and dragged them straight into the Hell Furnace.
This Chinese Hell Furnace is just the place to roast some Japanese punks!
"Trash, it's your turn! You wanna crawl in yourself, or should I toss you in personally?" Ryan shot the Silver High Priest a wicked grin.
"Arrogant bastard! I’ll fight you to the death!" The Silver High Priest’s eyes were nearly bleeding with rage. He suddenly sliced open his finger and tossed his blood into the alchemy furnace. Instantly the flames shot up, roaring a hundred meters high, and the blurry face of a twisted evil god appeared. Summoning evil gods was the Japanese onmyōji’s specialty, and the Silver High Priest was no exception.
Ryan instinctively stepped back—the summoned evil god was clearly stronger than a Middle Saint, almost at Great Saint level.
The Saint Realm is divided into Initial Saint, Minor Saint, Middle Saint, Great Saint, Arch Saint, and Saint King.
No matter how strong the first three Saint levels are, they’re still second-rate. If you reach Great Saint, you’ve truly grasped the Saint Dao, and your strength is on another level.
Right now Ryan’s strength was at best Golden Core – Nourishing Core. If he had to fight a Great Saint, it’d be tough—but luckily, this thing hadn’t really reached Great Saint level yet!
"Evil god, future Flame Demon God, kill this Huaxia brat for me and I’ll give you a grand offering!" The Silver High Priest was clearly desperate—he even chopped off his own left hand and threw it into the furnace. Instantly the Flame Demon God howled madly, its voice deafening!
"Ryan, this Flame Demon God is way stronger than those Middle Saints. You might have trouble taking it down," the Ghost Elder warned from inside.
"No risk, no reward! Haven’t you noticed the qi coming off this Flame Demon God is even stronger than the Imperial Dawn Elixir?" Ryan grinned, eyes flashing with greed.
"You really are the Yama Prince! I was about to remind you—the Flame Demon God is actually the furnace’s guardian spirit. After years of absorbing pill flames, it’s basically no different from a supreme elixir. If you can devour its essence and combine it with the Imperial Dawn Elixir, you could break through not just Nourishing Core, but straight into Transforming Core! At that point, even a real Great Saint would get chopped down in one slash!" The Ghost Elder laughed heartily.
"That’s exactly what I’m thinking!" Ryan nodded. With the Imperial Dawn Elixir fused inside him, he could break through to Nourishing Core. If he could devour the Flame Demon God’s essence too, he’d reach Transforming Core for sure!
A chance to leap two sub-realms at once was ridiculously rare—he had to grab it!
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"Roar!" Just as Ryan was scheming, the Flame Demon God went berserk and charged at him, its whole body blazing with blue-green fire and thick pill qi from head to toe.
"A treasure delivered right to my door!" Ryan licked his lips—at this moment, even the Silver High Priest couldn’t have imagined just how crazy Ryan’s plan was!
"Bring it on!" Ryan shouted, soaring into the air. He instantly unleashed powerful wood-element Immortal arts, forming a rock-solid defensive fortress that trapped the Flame Demon God inside.
But that was just the first step. Hundreds of bolts of lightning crashed down from above, blasting the Flame Demon God's head, while below, the Hell Furnace was ready—its fiery Asura grabbed the evil god's legs, so every lightning strike landed squarely on its skull.
The Flame Demon God never expected Ryan's attack to be so ruthless—he was clearly going for the kill.
"Flame Demon God, unleash your invincible flames and burn that brat to death!" the Silver High Priest shouted from below. Even he was shocked by Ryan's sudden burst of power—the Flame Demon God was actually dazed from the onslaught.
The Flame Demon God was a little slow on the uptake, but the Silver High Priest's shout snapped it out of it. Instantly its flames swept out wildly—these were pill flames for alchemy, purer than even the Hell Furnace's current fire.
"Ryan, you absolutely can't let it fully unleash its pill flames, or all your previous effort will be wasted!" The Ghost Elder saw the danger clearly—if the Flame Demon God went all out, Ryan would not only lose his advantage, he might even be defeated. After all, the thing was nearly at Great Saint level!
"Got it!" Ryan nodded fiercely. He knew he couldn't hesitate for a second. He sent the Kanglong Mace flying into the air and instantly unleashed the first ten forms of the Infernal Madblade Style.
Guihai One-Blade’s signature technique—now was the time to use his trump card.
If he could use these first ten forms properly, he could sweep away any Saint Realm expert—assuming his strength rose even further!
"Severing Desire, Severing Soul, Severing Spirit, Severing Essence..." Without missing a beat, Ryan unleashed all ten Infernal Madblade forms in one go. Each slash was already savage, but now that he’d downed the Imperial Dawn Elixir, he took them to the next level.
On top of that, the thunder slashes above and the Asura Wildflame Art below had reached their own explosive peaks.
At that moment, Ryan pushed his power to the absolute limit!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Three massive explosions thundered overhead.
The mighty Flame Demon God’s body split open right then and there, flames spraying everywhere—its internal energy completely thrown into chaos by Ryan!
"How—how is this possible?" Down below, the Silver High Priest collapsed to the ground, totally stunned.
"Damn, Ryan! Keep smashing—don’t hold back!" The Ghost Elder yelled, practically busting out a victory dance. If Ryan took down this Flame Demon God, not only could he eat up its pill qi, it’d be a massive milestone!
That Japanese evil god was the big boss for their onmyōji—no Chinese cultivator had ever actually killed one before. If Ryan pulled it off, he’d go down in legend!
"Hell yeah!" Ryan was totally clear—his opponent was already on the ropes, so he had to go for the kill. He roared, blasting out the first ten Infernal Madblade forms again, even wilder than before, maxing out his power...