Chapter 777: Whether I'm strong or not, is that any of your damn business?

Xilov launched a counterattack, the Blood Law roaring through the heavens.

Li Xueru's expression shifted slightly; he realized that Xilov had already reached level ninety-seven, and in terms of raw power, he was indeed a cut above himself.

However, actual combat strength was not determined solely by level—many other factors came into play.

Li Xueru manipulated the Shenlong Tower, weaving numerous formations together as he engaged Xilov in a fierce exchange of attacks.

Ning Tairan, Ye Chenshi, and the other Divine-level Strongmen of the Shenlong Empire were not idle either, immediately plunging into fierce battle with their opponents.

Heaven and earth were nearly shattered; the entire capital of the Eagle Nation was torn apart in an instant.

Countless people within the capital perished in the aftershocks of the great battle.

Their flesh and blood turned to mud, staining the earth red, yet their faces bore a look of madness, devoid of any fear.

They had no fear of death.

These people had already become part of the blood clan, controlled by them.

They had lost the attributes that should belong to humans.

Ning Tairan said coldly, "Those not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. The old ancestors' words were indeed true!"

"These bastards are no longer human. Kill them, kill them to our heart's content!"

"It's not just these bastards who aren't human—the whole world, except for us in Shenlong, has already become slaves of the blood clan."

"Leave not a single one behind, and restore a clear and bright world to heaven and earth." The killing intent soared to the heavens; the land of the Eagle Nation fell into great calamity, mountains crumbling and earth splitting.

The Divine-level Strongmen fought without restraint, capable of shattering even the world itself.

Over this period, the number of living beings that had died had already exceeded a hundred million. In today's great battle alone, tens of millions more had perished.

These flesh and blood were absorbed by the blood curtain in the sky, further boosting Xilov's power. He wielded the laws wildly, laughing maniacally:

"Li Xueru, you are no match for me. I can finally trample you underfoot."

Having been suppressed by Li Xueru and the others his entire life, Xilov's heart was filled with resentment, and now it finally erupted.

Li Xueru remained silent, searching for Xilov's weakness.

Xilov appeared powerful, driving the Blood Law.

But Li Xueru sensed that Xilov's understanding of the law was not profound, and the power he could unleash was extremely limited.

Although he was already at level ninety-seven, Xilov's actual combat strength was not much higher than his own.

Li Xueru now had a clear picture in his mind. His hands formed countless runes, and the roar of the Shenlong Tower grew even louder, its power more vast than before.

Li Xueru shifted from defense to offense, beginning to suppress Xilov, while also feeding power back to Xilov and the others.

On the ancient battlefield, Antares watched with great interest. "This guy's understanding of the Dao of formations is not bad, huh."

"Seems I underestimated him a bit before. He appears quite clever; maybe he'll have a chance to leave this world in the future."

"But compared to that kid, he's far too lacking."

Lin Mo was currently comprehending the laws, paying no attention to what was happening among the Human Race.

If something came up, Antares would call him.

If he didn't call him, it meant nothing was wrong.

With Antares around, he had nothing to worry about.

The great battle lasted nearly half a day. Li Xueru had completely figured out Xilov's strength and began to gradually gain the upper hand.

On other battlefields, with Ning Tairan and Ye Chenshi—both high-level Divine-level fighters at level ninety-six—Xilov's side was retreating step by step.

Several Divine-level fighters on their side had already been slain.

The battlefield continued to expand, and the Eagle Nation had completely collapsed.

City after city turned to ruins, the earth split apart, mountains and rivers overturned.

The more Xilov fought, the more incredulous he became, roaring repeatedly: "Impossible, impossible! I'm already at level ninety-seven, and you're only at level ninety-six. I can't possibly lose to you."

Li Xueru said nothing; he attacked with full force, giving Xilov no chance.

Although he had the upper hand and was suppressing Xilov, killing him was not something that could be done in a short time.

Moreover, if Xilov wanted to flee, Li Xueru knew he couldn't stop him.

"I need to think of a way—can't let him escape!" Li Xueru thought of Jiang Chen. "If Xiao Yu were here, there would be absolutely no problem."

Unknowingly, Jiang Chen had grown to a level that even he had to look up to.

He could face even Long Huang head-on and easily insta-kill high-level Dragon Kings.

Dealing with a Xilov could be said to be no difficulty at all.

Xilov grew increasingly frantic, the Blood Law nearly exploding, but no matter how mad he became, it was useless—this was the result of forcing growth.

Gradually, Xilov began to entertain thoughts of retreat. "Li Xueru, when I reach level ninety-eight, I'll come back to kill you!"

Li Xueru's heart jolted. "Damn, he's going to flee."

He still hadn't thought of a way to deal with Xilov. Suddenly, a sharp black light shot from afar, arriving in an instant.

The black light was like lightning, crashing into Xilov with a boom.

Xilov flew backward over a thousand meters with a miserable scream, the Blood Law collapsing.

A massive wound cut from his chest down to his waist; Xilov was nearly severed in two by the black light.

Blood rained down like a downpour, his blood tinged with a hint of black, carrying a thick, foul stench.

Yan Kuangsheng flew in from afar wielding a large blade, and from a distance, he slashed again at Xilov.

Another streak of black light shot out. Xilov let out a strange cry, straining to raise the Blood Law in defense.

The attack locked onto his soul; escape was impossible. The black light slammed into the Blood Law with a thunderous crash, and the law collapsed once more.

The remaining blade light pierced through one of Xilov's arms, severing it cleanly, the limb bursting into mist in the air.

Xilov shouted loudly, "Impossible! How can you be this strong?"

Kuangsheng laughed heartily, "Whether I'm strong or not, is that any of your damn business?"

Yan Kuangsheng swung a Blade, and Xi Luofu was instantly in utter distress.

Blade severs the body, a Blade severs an arm.

It is not Xi Luofu; he is a higher Divine Level, his life is powerful, and he has been dead for a long time.

Yan Kuangsheng, once he makes a move, does not stop until the enemy is dead, and his fighting style is unlike Li Xueru.

Steady and methodical, yet exuding a streak of madness.

Divine—this is how Yan Kuangsheng's nickname originated.

An Wen watched, silently mourning Xi Luofu for three seconds.

Did not expect Yan Kuangsheng to suddenly strike, and his combat power is clearly far greater than it was over a year ago.

"Blade Slaughter Ten Directions!"

Yan Kuangsheng let out a sudden roar, and the Killing Qi Law detonated, shrouding a radius of a thousand meters.

Xi Luofu was Devoured by the Killing Qi, screamed continuously, and after only a few seconds was completely still.

Yan Kuangsheng reached out from the Killing Qi and lifted a head, which was Xi Luofu's head.

"I'm late!" Yan Kuangsheng said, noting that his recent seclusion had caused him to miss much.

Li Xueru smiled, "Now that you're here, the battle here will end soon."

With Xi Luofu's death, the dragon host was leaderless, and the battle's pace instantly quickened.

Just as Li Xueru was about to exhale, a giant face rose from the blood veil.

It is not Human Race; it bears Demon Spikes... Demon Spikes. When it appeared, Li Xueru grew vigilant. "Did not expect even the level‑97 blood slaves were killed by you."

"You are quite good, worthy of becoming True Self's blood slaves."

As it spoke, it turned its gaze toward Li Xueru and Yan Kuangsheng.

"Fuck you!" Yan Kuangsheng roared, unleashing a black Killing Qi that shattered the Blood-colored Giant Face.

The Blood-colored Giant Face materialized elsewhere the next instant, "Useless, you have five seconds to consider; in five seconds the True Self will appear in person, and you will have no further chance."

"Consider you!" Yan Kuangsheng replied with Killing Qi.

To become a slave of the blood clan, he wouldn't be so hopeless.

As for Li Xueru, it is even more impossible.

"Since that's the case, then you shall await death," the Blood-colored Giant Face emitted a chilling laugh, and the blood veil began to churn violently.