Chapter 311: 310 The Peak of Demonic Life

Li Ang, wreathed in black smoke, immediately launched a charge after finishing his declaration of war, and a sudden splash of blood-red was added to the emerald-green Jade Valley.

Facing the heavy wolf-fang mace in Li Ang's hands, the Goddess of Wealth—whose power had been split into thirty thousand parts by the 【Joint Liability Statute Book】 and whose soul was pinned by the 【Heart's-Desire Scales】—appeared as fragile as a wooden puppet.

In this strange war without battle cries, Li Ang, wielding various torture implements as weapons, charged down like a war chariot from the mountaintop, smashing the headless divine corpses that lunged at him into pieces, grinding out a fresh-red path of flesh and blood across the emerald-green Jade Valley.

When he was occasionally entangled by the wildly surging headless divine corpses, his hands and feet bound and unable to break free, a ferocious torture implement would be hastily set up, forcibly yanking the headless corpses pressing down on Li Ang into the air; once free again, Li Ang would rise and charge once more!

And as this blood-soaked path kept lengthening, the rolling black smoke wreathing Li Ang seemed to draw some kind of nourishment from the divine blood soaking the ground, and was likewise swelling wildly out of control; the demonic phantom floating behind his back grew ever more solid and expanded as the smoke thickened.

Two meters, three meters… five meters, seven meters… ten meters, twelve meters…

By the time Li Ang hoisted the wheel of breaking, bound to two divine corpses, and charged downhill through the corpse tide like he was pushing a cart, the demonic phantom behind him had already swelled to fifteen meters tall—bigger than a five-story building!

And that wasn't all.

The originally blurry scales of the ram-headed demon were growing clearer and clearer as the black smoke thickened; its once-flickering claws and fangs were also solidifying, even taking on a faint metallic sheen; and the rolling smoke mixed with showers of sparks it exhaled from its mouth and nose actually carried real scorching heat!

……

This feels amazing! A demon's ultimate high!

Merging his consciousness into the demonic phantom behind Li Ang, Heishanyang watched that back ahead of him—stripped of all distracting thoughts, wholly immersed in war and brutality—and wished he could burst out laughing on the spot.

On a battlefield awash with blood and gore, one man charging against thirty thousand true gods and slaughtering them until their corpses carpeted the ground… this is practically the highest reward a demon could ask for! Even at the peak of my power, I never dared dream something this outrageous!

Honestly, getting a bloodbath this satisfying—even if I get taken out by the Goddess of Wealth in the end—this life was damn well worth it!

After taking a deep drag of the smoke rising from the true gods' flesh and blood, so thrilled his very soul was trembling, Heishanyang threw his head back and roared at the sky with bloodshot eyes, then bent low and swept out violently, clearing a huge swath of ground in front of Li Ang; he then scooped up seven or eight headless divine corpses and shoved them into his own mouth with brutal savagery.

*Plop plop plop. *

……

Staring at the divine corpses that, after being swallowed whole, fell right back out through his smoky belly, the fifteen-meter-tall Heishanyang fell silent for a beat, then clicked his tongue in annoyance, swatted aside these look-but-can't-touch pieces of trash, took a huge gulp of air, and blasted out great billowing clouds of smoke laced with sparks, roaring toward the army of divine corpses blocking Li Ang's path!

This is… Heishanyang?

Watching the black smoke sweep down toward the bottom of the valley, carrying a huge haul of headless divine corpses with it, Li Ang—already blood-mad from killing—started in surprise and finally regained a shred of reason.

He turned to look at the enormous demonic phantom behind him; the startled Li Ang was just about to open his mouth and ask, when he felt a sudden heavy weight on the top of his head. Reaching up to feel it, he discovered, to his shock, a pair of pitch-black long horns with spiral ridges had sprouted there.?!!!

"Ahahaha, this is proof that you've earned my full approval!"

Sensing Li Ang's astonishment, Heishanyang—at the peak of his demonic life—couldn't help but laugh heartily and say:

"Just like that guy from the Lane family who got my heart—don't know if his name was Bobbi or Barbie—his ambition and arrogance matched my heart, so my heart replaced his and became one with him!

And just now, you threw yourself wholeheartedly into the war, started genuinely enjoying the beauty of battle from the bottom of your heart, and truly aligned with the wrath and war I represent—so from now on, you… what are you doing? Ouch! Don't try to pull them out!

!"

"Get them off me right now!"

After trying to yank them twice and finding that the ram horns seemed to have grown there from the start, already fused into his skull as one piece, Li Ang couldn't help but snarl in a mix of shock and fury:

"I'm a human! How can a human head grow horns!"

……

Huh? You're a human?

He turned to look at the blood-soaked path stretching over three hundred meters behind him, and the headless divine corpses bound and hung by various torture implements along the roadside, still struggling ceaselessly; then he looked at Li Ang, who looked as if he'd been soaked in a blood pool, every stitch of clothing drenched in plasma, his demonic flames raging so wildly his soul seemed on the verge of bursting out of his body. Heishanyang couldn't help but click his tongue, at a loss for words.

Look, with your level of purity, even if I tossed you straight to the bottommost layer of the Abyss, you'd rank up there—you've got basically nothing to do with the word 'human'… but fine, you're the boss, so whatever you say goes~

Under Li Ang's repeated urging, Heishanyang withdrew the horns, albeit grudgingly, then tucked Li Ang inside his smoky belly, stretched out his demonic arm—nearly two meters across—and slapped wildly at the surging divine corpses as if crushing ants, widening the blood path by more than tenfold, until Senior Auntie Auntie Ai Ma's anxious shouts came echoing up from the valley floor…

"Stop! You can't keep killing them!"

Feeling the resistance in her hands growing stronger, watching the thin sword being shoved out another long stretch, Auntie Auntie Ai Ma—now understanding what was happening—hurriedly shouted up at Li Ang:

"She's doing it on purpose! Every corpse split off by the 【Statute Book】 is part of her power! The more corpses you destroy, the more of her power she recovers!"

"Li Ang! While she hasn't gotten up yet! Run! Take Tom and run! I can't hold on much longer!"?!

The Goddess of Wealth did it on purpose?

Hearing Senior Auntie Auntie Ai Ma's shouts, Li Ang's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly looked back.

He was then shocked to discover that, at some unknown point, the staggering divine corpses in the valley had begun attacking each other frantically; however, their power had been split too thin and their physical bodies were perfectly matched, so the damage they inflicted on one another was extremely limited, making this mutual brawling largely ineffective.

But after his own charge and Heishanyang's Susanoo-style wild pounding, the divine corpses in the valley had fallen like wheat before a scythe, and a huge swath had already been cleared—at least one-thirtieth of them had "died" at the hands of him and Heishanyang!

No good, I have to be faster!

"Stop! Don't kill any more! Just keep them from bothering me… Senior Auntie Auntie Ai Ma!"

After hastily calling off Heishanyang's attack, Li Ang—his entire body shrouded in rolling black fog, smoke even seeping from his mouth, nose, and ear canals—wiped the faintly golden-gleaming divine blood from his face, then, while gulping down liquor, shouted toward the bottom of the Jade Valley:

"Hold on a little longer… gulp gulp… I'll be there… gulp gulp… right there!"