Chapter 363: I'm deceiving you—don't look, I'll still kill you!

This move decided the outcome instantly; one side had only twenty land immortals, but their fighting spirit soared to the heavens, and they didn't think they would lose at all.

The other side had nearly forty evil gods, but their momentum was extremely low, like a howling stray dog kicked twice on the streets of Qingzhou.

The Purple Wing Evil God didn't need to turn around to feel that wave of fear behind him.

With a lift of his finger, the Martial Emperor covered the area in vivid blood-colored light, and his exclusive slaughter domain swept forth.

Kill!

As the words fell, various domains exploded, dyeing the sky of the boundary battlefield in all sorts of colors.

And the Purple Wing Evil God also spread his pair of gigantic wings, each tens of meters long.

Come at me!

But as soon as the words fell, the evil gods behind him still didn't move.

The Purple Wing Evil God's face turned livid with rage; terrifying evil aura pressed out as he roared, "I said, come at me!"

After those words, the evil gods slowly emerged from behind the Purple Wing Evil God, each slower than the last, afraid that moving too fast would draw attention.

The Purple Wing Evil God was full of black lines, but at least they had gone out to fight.

Afterward, he looked toward Primordial, who nodded, and the two stepped forward toward the Martial Emperor and Old Ancestor Shen.

The four who had advanced far along the new path instantly collided.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the land immortals and evil gods had already tangled together.

Perhaps because their fighting spirit was high, over twenty land immortals forcibly suppressed and beat the forty evil gods.

And Shen Qing also activated his peak state, applying every possible beneficial buff, while the Slay Dragon in his hand transformed into a radiant form.

At that moment, an angry shout came from Shen Qing's left: "Shen Qing! You used a divine talisman to sneak-attack me last time! Do you still have a chance to use one this time?"

The speaker was precisely the Fearful Tyrant Evil God, who had been secretly harmed by Shen Qing last time; if not for the Primordial Evil God saving his life, the grass on his grave would already be two meters tall.

But as the saying goes, lost face must be reclaimed oneself, so he charged at Shen Qing the moment the battle began.

Moreover, even if you have a divine talisman, what of it? This time I won't give you a chance to sneak-attack.

Shen Qing glanced at him, said nothing, took a step, and directly crossed several hundred meters; when he reappeared, he was already at the Fearful Tyrant Evil God's left side, while a fine blood line had appeared on the evil god's neck. The evil god somewhat dazedly covered his neck, yet blood continued to seep through his fingers.

His voice sounded somewhat dazed.

"How is this possible? Such speed..."

Before his words finished, a blade aura appearing out of thin air sliced the Fearful Tyrant Evil God into thousands upon thousands of fragments.

Then Shen Qing raised his hand and clenched, crushing the Fearful Tyrant Evil God's soul directly.

Before, Shen Qing lacked the strength, so he used a divine talisman; now he has broken through to the third level of the Martial Saint Realm, and also gained the two chaos-level entries Chaos Myriad Laws Body and My Heart Is My Sword—does he still need to joke around with you?

Just this alone terrified the other evil gods; the battle had barely begun, and already an evil god had been slain?

And if it were Kai'er, Kuntusi, or Zhang He—those top-tier land immortals—being killed, that would be understandable.

Why is it Shen Qing? Clearly, not long ago he could only rely on a divine talisman to heavily wound the Fearful Tyrant Evil God, and yet only a short time later he can instantly kill it.

Is that right?

All the evil gods lamented continuously in their hearts, left with only a single thought.

One must have conscience in being human!

Shen Qing turned his head to look at the crowd of evil gods, chuckled, and said, "What are you looking at? Whoever keeps looking will be the first I kill next."

All the evil gods, upon hearing that, turned their gazes elsewhere and fought together with the land immortals they were facing.

But just then, blade aura spread across the sky and surged toward the evil gods.

Shen Qing's sneering voice echoed in midair.

"I'm deceiving you—don't look, I'll still kill you!"

In the void, the Martial Emperor and Shen Wendao were already fighting Primordial and the Purple Wing Evil God to the point of sparks flying.

Shen Wendao transformed into a golden dharma form hundreds of meters tall; the giant axe in his hand, like a heaven-splitting axe, smashed toward Primordial, who raised his hand and blocked the axe with destructive force mixed with evil aura.

Boom!

A huge ripple surged out, while on the other side the Purple Wing Evil God flapped his wings, releasing terrifying purple gusts that tore through the void toward the Martial Emperor, who threw a punch, causing his massive blood-colored fist shadow to collide with the gust.

Bang!

Both the fist shadow and the gust dissipated after expending their energy.

The Purple Wing Evil God stood midair in the void and said, "You two are crazy today? Don't you want to live? Only attacking, no defending?"

Shen Qing hung a lot of life force on the Martial Emperor and Shen Wendao, but he also took double precautions, wrapping an outer layer of destructive force around the life force.

Thus even the Primordial Evil God would find it hard to detect the presence of that life force.

The Martial Emperor sneered, "Do you think only attacking and not defending is your privilege? Speaking of which, you Purple Wing have always liked to attack without defending—how did you end up like this today?"

Purple Wing's face sank: "Then come on!"

Having said that, he flapped his wings and charged straight at the Martial Emperor, while Primordial shouted, "Purple Wing! Don't go! Watch out for a trap!"

Among the evil gods, Primordial and Purple Wing held the first and second positions, but the mind was actually always Primordial's; Purple Wing never had much brains.

Although Primordial had given the warning, Purple Wing simply didn't want to listen now.

Bang!

The two directly collided, head-on, both attacking without defending.

The Martial Emperor raised his hand into a blade, swept across, and sparks burst from Purple Wing's chest; Purple Wing's expression hardened, he reached out and grabbed a handful of flesh from the Martial Emperor's chest, whose face showed no expression, as his next attack was already aimed at Purple Wing.

They fought with genuine fire, not caring how much flesh they had lost.

Bang.

The two threw punches at each other, exploding in a massive shockwave, and both stepped back several paces.

Looking at their current state, the Martial Emperor's chest had been stripped of several taels of meat, his arm was cut off halfway, and his legs were covered in wounds.

As for the Purple Wing Evil God, his chest was slit open by a hand blade into a huge gap, and his belly was blasted with a blood hole.

The Purple Wing Evil God showed a cold smile: "Zhu Wu, trading injury for injury? Looks like I've come out ahead."

Martial Emperor's face bore a half‑smile, half‑not expression.

"Oh, is that so?"

As the words fell, the life force that Shen Qing had hung at Martial Emperor's heart began to erupt; Martial Emperor's wounds healed at breakneck speed, and the flesh torn from his chest regenerated instantly.

The Purple Wing Evil God was dumbfounded.

Martial Emperor's voice rang out.

"What now?"