Chapter 60: Owner·Huai Demon!

Su Ming mutters a curse, his pupils suddenly contract, his scalp erupts.

Without thinking, the Qi and blood beneath his feet burst explosively, and he is flung backward like an arrow released from a bow!

Heh—!

At the moment he retreats, the ground he stood on is brazenly pierced by countless scarlet vines!

The vines, like blood serpents bursting from the earth, scream sharply as they tear the air, crazily thrusting forward!

And it's not over yet!

Above his head, the sky‑blocking blood‑red canopy shakes violently.

Tens of thousands of flying leaves turn into a lethal rain of blades, howling down!

No way up! No gate below!

This area has already become the monster's absolute domain!

A death‑strangling arena!

Su Ming's Eye of Truth flashes, and the one‑eyed name finally appears.

【Name】: Owner·Huai Demon

【Quality】: Calamity (Epic)

【Description】: A Calamity birthed by a Mutation altar! Its mission is to descend to guard the Rotting Son!

"Rotting Son..."

"So... any with a V designation is this Mutation altar?!"

"Damn!"

The thought flashes in an instant, and Su Ming has no time to think further!

The blade‑sharp leaf rain has already reached his head!

Buzz—!

The effect of the Fate Pocket Watch is driven to its limit!

Bullet time!

In an instant, countless scarlet trails of death interweave before his eyes into an impenetrable killing net.

And he must tear a way of life through that net!

Su Ming's form instantly becomes a vague black afterimage.

Like a black cat moving through a raging storm.

He crazily dodges and weaves through the gaps between countless vines and flying leaves!

However!

The attacks are endless!

"Huh..."

The monster has no tactics at all.

It is pure, ultra‑dense firepower, aiming to grind him alive into mush!

Can he dodge the first wave...

... or the second and third waves?!

Pfft!

A flurry of faintly red glowing leaves finally grazes his arm!

At the wound, flesh quickly blackens and rots!

"Toxic!"

Su Ming's complexion changes dramatically.

Source Blood inside him surges wildly, forcibly suppressing the spread of that sinister toxic force.

But it is this momentary rigidity!

A blood‑red vine, like a whip flung from hell, lashes his back hard!

"Pfft—!"

Su Ming is struck as if by a hammer, his body uncontrollably lunges forward, and a mouthful of reverse blood erupts wildly.

Excruciating pain!

A fiery pain shoots from his back, his bones nearly snap on the spot!

In a dire state!

This is, after the Na Lan Ranran heart demon, another time he is forced into a desperate corner!

"An Epic‑grade monster is still a bit over the top!"

"Dare you let me cultivate for another hundred days?!"

"Roar!"

Owner·Huai Demon's attacks show no pause.

Another massive vine, several times thicker than all previous vines, appears.

Carrying a ten‑thousand‑jin crushing force, it sweeps horizontally from directly ahead!

No way to evade!

This strike could turn him straight into a puddle of flesh!

"Damn!"

Su Ming's eyes turn blood‑red; at the hair‑trigger moment, a blue‑and‑white porcelain teacup materializes in his hand.

It is the Cup of Tranquility that Zhao Gang exchanged for!

Get the hell out of my way!

Wham—!

He aimed the cup's rim at the crushing giant vine and splashed it out!

The Gray Rain filling nearly half the cup traced an arc through the air!

Treat a dead horse as a living horse!

The next second.

Time seemed to stand still.

That living vine, brimming with massive Flesh Energy and tough enough to crush a tank.

The moment it touched the Gray Rain…

It instantly withered and Decay, losing all vitality and energy!

Finally, it halted with a thud less than half an inch from Su Ming's forehead!

It turned into an unremarkable, completely harmless…

Rotten wood!

Dead silence.

Absolute deathly silence.

The vines wildly dancing across the sky froze oddly at this moment.

On the trunk, the huge single eye showed bewilderment and confusion for the first time!

It doesn't understand!

Yet there was no trace of post‑calamity euphoria in Su Ming's eyes!

Only an even colder murderous intent!

He's weak!

He has no capital to waste time!

Just as the Owner·Huai Demon was dazed.

Su Ming's qi and blood surged again beneath his feet, propelling him dozens of meters forward!

Roar—!!!

The Owner·Huai Demon finally snapped out of its brief confusion, raging completely!

Boom—boom—!

The whole ground trembled violently again!

Hundreds of blood vines, like demonic dragons breaking free in hell, erupted from all directions simultaneously!

The sky‑filled assault of flying leaves became several times denser than before!

This domain it dominates is now truly a complete form!

It is a—

Death mincing machine with no blind spots!

However!

On Su Ming's face, only resolve remained!

That which can erase all extraordinary Gray Rain is his most indestructible shield, his sharpest unparalleled siege weapon!

Get the hell… out of the way!

Su Ming brazenly ignored defense, hard‑charging against the attack that could shred steel.

He launched a desperate charge toward the core of the Owner·Huai Demon!

Wham! Wham!

He carefully controlled the cup's rim.

Each pour targeted only the greatest threat, sprinkling the most precise dosage.

Gray Rain is scarce; every drop must be used on the blade!

Sizzle—!

Countless raging blood vines withered and Decay before him!

He forced a path through this death domain!

Closer! Even closer!

But—

The price is equally brutal!

Gray Rain can format the vines, but it cannot stop all the poisonous flying leaves raining down!

Puff—!

Puff—!

Puff—!

Red leaves fell, leaving wound after wound!

Pain!

Su Ming could feel his consciousness blurring from blood loss and poisoning!

But he cannot retreat!

Trade injury for killing!

Risk his life in combat!

Roar!!!

【Owner·Locust Demon】 seems to have also felt Su Ming's resolve, becoming increasingly frantic!

Too close!

It frantically drives its power, countless vines like a wildly growing jungle of flesh and blood, wave after wave sweeping forward.

But it's useless!

In front of Rule-level Gray Rain, everything is futile!

Thirty meters!

Twenty meters!

Ten meters!

Su Ming can even clearly see fear from that massive single eye!

But at that moment.

Su Ming's heart suddenly sank!

【Cup of Stillness】…

It's empty!

Gray Rain is exhausted!

Damn!

Su Ming dares not delay, ignoring the tearing agony on his body.

He leaps up violently on the spot, his body forming a desperate arc in the air, lunging toward that massive single eye!

Boom—!!!

【Owner·Locust Demon】 likewise holds nothing back!

That immensely thick trunk suddenly tears apart from the middle!

As if the Hell Gate opened!

A black vine, condensed with all the flesh and blood essence of the living sacrifice ritual, pure to the extreme.

Like an apocalyptic spear piercing the Nine Abyss, it bursts forth!

Fast!

Fast enough to surpass sound!

Fast enough that in Su Ming's Fate Pocketwatch prediction, only a blood‑red that cannot be avoided, representing absolute death, remains!

This is… a finishing blow!

No way to evade!

No way to escape!

Su Ming's mind is almost blank at this moment.

【Ticket to the Fourth Act】?

No!

Putting aside whether it can affect this monster.

Once the bow is drawn, there is no arrow that returns.

That vine simply will not stop!

Everything is too late!