Chapter 108: Slaying the Demon Race's Golden Body, I Forge a Golden Body with Demon Blood

On the battlefield.

Suddenly, an additional variable appeared.

A Martial Artist with only Organ Tempering Realm cultivation, charging across the battlefield, countless Myriad Race experts below Golden Body Realm, after merely a single encounter, instantly fell.

That person was like a meat grinder, frenziedly mincing everything on the battlefield.

Soon, a Myriad Race expert at Golden Body Realm noticed Su Yu's presence.

That was a Demon Race expert at Golden Body Realm.

On his forehead, there were four demon lotuses, flashing with a pitch-black radiance.

Among all Myriad Race experts, at the same realm, the experts of the God-Demon-Immortal Three Races are absolutely stronger.

Even the Human Race may not be able to suppress these three races at the same realm.

That Demon Race expert's gaze fell upon the frenziedly slaughtering Su Yu.

What was seen, Su Yu, upon killing each Myriad Race expert, without any hesitation, directly devoured their inner cores.

Regardless of race, he did not consider whether their spiritual qi would clash.

He simply consumed them, forcibly refining them.

"I never expected the Human Race to still have such a heaven-defying prodigy!"

That Demon Race expert cracked his mouth open, a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

"I most enjoy hunting down Human Race geniuses."

He strode toward Su Yu.

However, at this moment, Su Yu on the battlefield did not notice that Demon Race expert.

There were simply too many Myriad Race beings on the battlefield; even a Demon Race expert was not particularly conspicuous.

At this moment, Su Yu's mind held only a single thought.

That was frenzied slaughter!

Kill!

Slay all Myriad Races!

The frenzied slaughter caused Su Yu's surroundings to become an endless sea of blood, where countless Myriad Race experts died at his hands.

However, at that moment, a clear sound rang in Su Yu's ears.

Clang!

Su Yu's pupils twitched slightly, looking toward his palm.

What was seen, the second-rank Spiritual Artifact Soul Severing Blade, at this moment, instantly shattered.

It broke!

You know, this is a second-rank Spiritual Artifact, capable even of wounding a Golden Body's second-rank Spiritual Artifact.

However, at this moment, it directly shattered.

This shows how many Myriad Race experts Su Yu had slain in that slaughter.

The number had become numb in Su Yu's heart.

Within his body, countless spiritual qi surged like a torrent, washing over Su Yu's form.

In merely a moment, the eighth spiritual qi seed directly condensed forth.

Eight!

However, the eighth spiritual qi seed kept expanding, the spiritual qi within his body inexhaustible.

Along the way, Su Yu did not know how many Myriad Race experts' inner cores he had devoured.

At this moment, Su Yu's mouth still held two or three inner cores that he had not swallowed.

However, the joy of the breakthrough did not spread in Su Yu's heart.

At this moment, Su Yu's mind held only a single thought.

Slaughter!

Or slaughter!

He directly tossed aside the Soul Severing Blade, and Su Yu charged into the battlefield again.

Wu Ming's figure, at this moment, still lingered in Su Yu's mind, long unforgettable.

If not for these Myriad Races, how could the old principal have lost his arm?

If not for these Myriad Races, how could the old principal have burned his life?

All of this stems from those hateful Myriad Races!

Boom—!!!

Yin Yang Meaning continuously surrounded Su Yu's entire body.

Su Yu, like a war god, charged across the battlefield.

"Enough!"

A sudden explosive shout rang out.

What was seen, a pitch-black Demon Race expert instantly appeared before Su Yu.

A faint demonic aura surrounded that Demon Race expert's body.

On his forehead, four demon lotuses flickered with an eerie radiance.

"Insolent ant, how dare you slay my myriad soldiers!"

The Demon Race expert roared and unleashed a punch.

His Golden Body Realm cultivation erupted in an instant.

Upon that punch, it seemed to mingle with a terrifying might that sought to annihilate Su Yu.

Not far away, Bai Zhan's pupils jerked, and he let out an angry roar.

"You dare!"

Bai Zhan roared, swinging his blade to drive back the nearby golden-bodied myriad races, hoping to aid Su Yu, but the myriad races surrounding him were simply too many.

As if following a plan, they closed in on Bai Zhan from all sides, preventing him from lending aid.

Bai Zhan was overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

That's Su Yu, the hope of Jiangnan Sheng!

He can't just die here like that.

Bai Zhan frantically unleashed attacks, hoping to aid Su Yu as quickly as possible.

But the fist of that demon race golden-bodied powerhouse had already struck Su Yu.

"Everything, it's time to end!"

"Human Race's heaven's pride!"

That demon race powerhouse gave a sinister laugh, as if he already saw Su Yu's skull shatter beneath his fist.

Thud!

A muffled sound came, yet the demon race powerhouse's expression shifted.

The sensation from the fist made him feel something was off.

He focused his gaze.

Yet he saw a pitch-black ancient blade had appeared in Su Yu's hand.

And what blocked his punch was none other than this very sickle blade!

And when the demon race powerhouse saw this blade, for some reason, fear welled up involuntarily in his heart.

It seemed that within that blade lay the power to annihilate him completely.

Su Yu slowly lifted his head, the Soul-Devouring Technique frantically turning within his body.

Countless Spiritual Qi surged like a roaring great dragon toward the ninth Spiritual Qi seed.

Boom—!!

From within Su Yu's body came a series of muffled thuds.

In an instant, the ninth Spiritual Qi seed appeared within Su Yu's body.

Faint Spiritual Qi, like river water, continually washed through Su Yu's body, releasing terrifying power.

Su Yu faced that demon race golden-bodied powerhouse, his eyes blazing with frenzied killing intent.

"Four demon lotuses?"

Su Yu tilted his head, a mad smile curling his lips.

"Today, let's see me slash the demon race golden body!"

As his words fell, the demon-slaying blade in Su Yu's hand burst forth with black energy.

As that energy emerged, the demonic aura on that demon race golden-bodied powerhouse recoiled, as if sensing a natural enemy.

The demon race powerhouse's pupils suddenly contracted.

"This... how is this possible!"

He frantically roared, unable to understand why his internal demonic aura was being suppressed.

As a result, he could not even exert half of his strength.

"Shatter Heaven!"

A faint voice sounded in the demon race powerhouse's ear.

In the demon race powerhouse's pupils, a huge blade flashed down.

Under the pressure of that blade, he could not even move.

Thud!

Violent tremors made the earth undulate slightly.

In an instant, the demon race powerhouse's fresh blood sprayed everywhere.

Su Yu's whole body bathed in the demon race powerhouse's fresh blood, a faint golden light glowing all around him.

He gazed at the spot where the demon race powerhouse had died, his lips murmuring softly.

"Today... I will forge a golden body with demon blood!"