Chapter 49

The black-robed figure laughed happily. "Hahaha, it seems you aren't completely stupid after all. You guessed right, but it's a pity... even if you understand, you cannot defeat me! No matter how you try, no matter how many times you attempt it, the result will be the same—you will eventually die by my hand! This is your destiny!"

It was precisely because Taofu understood that the black-robed figure was right—that for someone who had mastered the demon art of time, he was an invincible existence—that he couldn't help but think in his heart after seeing the time-manipulating demon art in action: In the face of the power to manipulate time, does strength really have any meaning? It seems not!

It was because he understood that Taofu's heart was filled with despair, that kind of powerless despair.

That a dignified deity should die at the hands of a demonic creature today sounded like a great irony. He had heard rumors of the disappearance of several well gods and land deities, and even the town City God, and from this, it seemed those immortals were likely doomed.

This demonic creature was ridiculously strong, and it was merely a subordinate of some Baie Hou, a lowly role. Then, what kind of existences were above him?

Thinking of this, Taofu couldn't help but shiver; it seemed he had touched upon some conspiracy, yet it also seemed he hadn't guessed anything at all.

Now that the Heavenly Court has lost its prestige and demons are running wild, it's not easy to be an immortal anymore.

However, he no longer had the luxury of worrying about the world, because he was about to die, just as the black-robed figure said—by his hand—because he was so unlucky as to encounter an invincible existence he simply could not defeat.

Although it was somewhat overestimating his own capabilities, he still intended to give it one last shot.

Seemingly intrigued by Taofu's fighting spirit, the black-robed figure couldn't help but chat with him a bit more.

"Actually, I'm not afraid to let you know, I am a centipede spirit. Do you know how painful and tortuous my path of demonic cultivation has been?

It is precisely because of my experiences that I, this Great King, have an extreme hatred for you deities and those humans! I wish you were all dead!

However, I was lucky to meet Baie Hou. He achieved me. Although my cultivation has reached the early stage of Linglong, much stronger than the average demon cultivator, compared to Baie Hou, I'm not even worth mentioning. He has now encountered a miraculous opportunity and his progress is advancing by leaps and bounds, so..."

He grinned triumphantly.

"You deities have no hope left, haha."

Seeing Taofu clenching his fists and staring at him without a word, the centipede spirit chuckled.

"You have quite a backbone. Even now, your spirit and will haven't been crushed by me, and you actually still want to fight me. I admire you. I'll give you two paths: First, kneel down and kowtow to me, admitting that we demons are stronger than you gods, and I can spare your little life and let you serve me hand and foot—this is a great honor. Second, be killed by me. Actually, killing you doesn't take much more effort for me than crushing an ant."

"Think carefully, death or life? I'll only count to three!"

However, the moment his voice fell, Taofu spoke, his tone resonant, his face full of tragic heroism, as if he had staked everything.

"Ignorant demon, stop insulting me! I, Taofu, am a heaven-appointed deity, directly under the City God! I would rather die standing than live kneeling! It is hateful that my strength is inferior to yours; otherwise, how would I, Taofu, allow you to be so smug and spout nonsense here? If you want to kill, then kill, why the chatter!"

Not expecting the Mountain God Taofu to be so tough even when facing death, the centipede spirit sighed and said.

"This Great King intended to be merciful and give you a chance to perform, but it's a pity you didn't grasp it."

Then, he straightened his face and said coldly.

"To be honest, whenever I see your smug faces, I feel like vomiting."

"Fine, since you want to die, this Great King will mercifully fulfill your wish!"

With just a light step, he was instantly in front of Taofu, and then his hand fell like a blade.

Although the movement appeared extremely slow to Taofu, he despairingly discovered that he had no way to avoid it, no way to dodge, and he watched as his head was about to fall.

A voice suddenly rang out beside the centipede spirit.

"If I were you, I would never—touch him, and instead—turn around and run!"

Hearing this, the centipede spirit's movement involuntarily stalled.

The hand-blade stopped an inch from Taofu's neck.

He turned his head abruptly, only to find a young man in white standing beside him, no more than five steps away, with a small white fox following behind him.

This young man was none other than Su Yuanshan, who had returned after successfully repairing his broken sword.

The centipede spirit was somewhat stunned.

When did he appear? Who is he?

At that moment, a look of confusion appeared on the centipede spirit's face, as if he were asking.

He hadn't even noticed when the other party had stood before him.

"Who are you?"

He couldn't help but shout.

Su Yuanshan drew his long sword and gave it a sudden flick, his aura instantly released, and he replied indifferently.

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that you have killed so many of my subordinates and people, from the Liu Sang Village well god to the Inspection Department's Yinchai—a debt of blood, one by one. But now that I have found you, do you—think you can still live?"

The centipede spirit suddenly laughed, a smile of a scheme fulfilled, and he said with great relief.

"I understand, you are that spineless Huangliang County City God! And I—have finally lured you out, and I... no longer need to hide!"

With a "Boom," the surrounding ground was instantly overturned, and huge wings composed of countless centipedes suddenly extended from his back, writhing hideously and roaring toward the sky.

The centipede spirit slashed with one hand and suddenly shouted.

"World, freeze!"

The surrounding world instantly solidified!

He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go over to finish him off when his expression changed slightly, and he let out a surprised "Ah."

Everything around was in a state of stillness, but one figure seemed to be an exception.

Su Yuanshan took a light step, swung his long sword, and instantly brushed past him. Only "Puff, puff, puff" was heard.

The centipede spirit was instantly turned into seven pieces of flesh.

At that moment, Su Yuanshan seemed to understand as well.

The centipede spirit's ultimate goal was him.

This series of killings and blood debts created by this guy seemed to be a conspiracy of this demon as a monster, with the ultimate goal pointing directly at him, the Huangliang County City God—the action was simple and brutal!

Their cultivation was in the same realm, only with slight differences: Su Yuanshan was at the mid-stage of Guanling, and the centipede spirit was at the early stage of Linglong. The strength of the Guanling realm is equivalent to the strength of a Great Demon in the Linglong realm.

The mid-stage is slightly higher than the early stage, but the centipede spirit was not worried at all because he could control time and recover as before an infinite number of times!

In other words, facing Su Yuanshan, he considered himself—invincible!

Even so, he remained cautious, causing Su Yuanshan's anger by killing, and feigning to let the Yinchai discover his tracks, finally luring Su Yuanshan out, leading him to a fighting environment extremely favorable to him, and having set up a demon array!

He had woven a web of death, and now that the waiting fish had taken the bait, he launched it without hesitation, activated the demon array, and froze time. Unfortunately... he was a step behind! He was shredded by Su Yuanshan's sword!

However, the centipede spirit was not worried. With only half his head left, he was still shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Time, rewind!"

As the flowing light flickered, he recovered as before once again.

The centipede spirit looked mocking and said in a deep voice.

"Is what you're doing meaningful? You simply can't kill me."

Saying this, he slashed his hand and shouted at the scene.

"World, freeze..."

Before his "freeze" could even be fully uttered, he saw Su Yuanshan's long sword suddenly sheath, and in a rise and fall, he instantly rushed in front of the centipede spirit, lifted his front hem, and stomped his right foot fiercely. "Dong!" A punch landed squarely on the centipede spirit's heart. The fist seemed to pull the entire world, passing directly through the centipede spirit's body and creating a terrifying ripple behind him, seemingly shaking the sky.