Chapter 344: Slaying the Third-Layer Evil God

The Killing Mouth Evil God is a humanoid evil god, its height and build not much different from a human's.

He looked at Shen Qing with a solemn expression, the evil aura all over his body surging wildly.

He dared not underestimate this person before him whose cultivation was far behind his own, the corpse fragments of the Lion Evil God on the ground still not cold.

In the next instant, the Killing Mouth Evil God moved, throwing a straight punch at Shen Qing's face, having exerted his full strength; the void began to crumble inch by inch along the path of his fist, and even his own silhouette turned blurry.

However, under Shen Qing's Causality Net, such moves meant little, all of them clearly grasped by Shen Qing.

Shen Qing dodged the punch with a slight turn of his body.

But just then, dozens of barbs sprouted from the Killing Mouth Evil God's arm, sharp as a treasure blade.

Shen Qing blocked with his arm, the Slaughter Armor colliding with the barbs on the Killing Mouth Evil God's arm, producing terrifying sparks and vibrations.

The Killing Mouth Evil God reacted quickly, throwing a hook punch at Shen Qing's abdomen; Shen Qing deflected it with his forearm and punched back at the Evil God's chest.

With a bang.

The Killing Mouth Evil God's chest was caved in by the blow, a bulge protruding from his back.

The Killing Mouth Evil God had no intention of dodging Shen Qing's punch; instead he chose to trade blows, making a horizontal slash, the barbs on his arm scraping Shen Qing's forearm.

The Slaughter Armor bore several cracks from the impact.

The next moment, they exchanged punches, shattering the void, both stepping back to widen the distance.

In the first exchange, both sustained some injuries.

Shen Qing lightly tapped his arm, primordial qi gathering over the cracks in his armor; in the blink of an eye, the fissures repaired themselves.

Meanwhile, the Killing Mouth Evil God's evil aura permeated the air, and his caved-in chest also finished healing.

Shen Qing curled the corner of his mouth: 'Exactly, exactly, exactly—this is how it should be, this is fun!'

As his words fell, Shen Qing lunged again; the Killing Mouth Evil God, unwilling to yield, let out a low roar and charged at Shen Qing.

But the longer they fought, the more the Killing Mouth Evil God grew apprehensive.

As the battle progressed, his responses became increasingly strained.

He knew Shen Qing was gradually adapting to his fighting style, but that was only a minor factor.

His eyesight was not bad either; he could tell that, by all counts, the evil god was of the Third Layer of the Evil God Realm.

Shen Qing was rapidly adapting to his own power; each punch he threw made his control over it more proficient by a fraction.

Thinking this, the Killing Mouth Evil God found it hard to accept—was Shen Qing using him as a touchstone?

However, in a death match, distraction is a major taboo.

Shen Qing's eyes turned icy: 'Still daring to lose focus?'

Shen Qing turned his palm into a blade, stabbing straight into the Killing Mouth Evil God's belly, then gripping hard and tearing fiercely.

With a crack, the Killing Mouth Evil God's two ribs were snapped and torn out by Shen Qing's sheer strength.

Given Shen Qing's current realm, even a toothpick could wield the effect of a divine weapon, let alone this being the Evil God's rib, which is hard as bone.

The rib in Shen Qing's hand swiftly reversed direction, and he thrust it forward with force.

Sizzle!

This section of rib directly pierced the Killing Mouth Evil God's chest, creating a through-and-through wound.

He lifted it forcefully.

The Killing Mouth Evil God's half shoulder and arm were severed by Shen Qing, black, turbid blood gushing out continuously; through the wound one could still see the black heart beating relentlessly.

For a moment, both were soaked in the black blood.

The Killing Mouth Evil God struggled, reaching for Shen Qing's throat with his remaining arm.

But the tide had turned; even at his peak he could do nothing to Shen Qing, let alone now.

Shen Qing tilted his head to dodge the fist, then extended a hand, stabbing straight into the wound on the Evil God's shoulder and seizing his heart in one grasp.

'It's over.'

With a bang.

Shen Qing crushed the Killing Mouth Evil God's heart to pieces.

At that moment, a destructive force began to tug at the Killing Mouth Evil God's soul; of course it was futile, and in the blink of an eye, both his soul and the destructive power in the air vanished without trace.

Watching the Killing Mouth Evil God collapse helplessly, even his soul was worn away to nothing.

The Yin Realm Evil God could no longer speak; it seemed he had already seen the demise of the Evil Clan.

It wasn't that the Evil Clan had done something wrong, nor that they were too weak, but that Shen Qing had overturned the heavens.

The Martial Emperor laughed heartily: 'How about it, want those two to give it a try?'

Following the Martial Emperor's gaze, there were the two strongest evil gods, one at the Sixth Layer of the Evil God Realm, the other at the Seventh Layer.

Shen Qing waved his hand: 'Forget it.'

'Just kill them outright; the time wasted on this trip has already become rather long.'

After fighting this long, the consciousness network of the evil spirits on that side has been severed; they should already have sensed something amiss, and likely an evil god will come to investigate soon.

Moreover, the gains from this battle are already substantial: we have subverted the Insect Mother Evil God and cut off the evil spirits' transportation, which is no different from blinding their eyes.

What's more, we have slain seven evil gods, enough to drive the evil spirits mad.

The remaining evil gods panicked, wailing: 'No no no! We surrender...'

Before they could finish speaking, the Martial Emperor lifted a finger; the Slaughter Domain directly ground them to ash, after which Shen Qing's destructive power swiftly took over, pulverizing their souls and consuming the destructive force.

Shen Qing retracted his palm, calming the destructive power.

'Let's go, back to Heaven-Reaching City; there's still an insider waiting for us.'