Chapter 578

Dog? Free from shackles? Freedom?

Tang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Young man, it seems you are—"

His words were swallowed by the blood claws formed from the blood beneath his feet.

As the World-Destroyer roared, the blood formed inhuman, non-beast blood claws that completely enveloped Tang Luo, crushing, twisting, corroding!

All kinds of power surged wildly.

"I am already free..."

Watching Tang Luo being devoured, the World-Destroyer suddenly calmed down, the ferocity on his face vanished, becoming cold and aloof.

Then he began to laugh, his smile brilliant to the point of distortion: "Exactly, I am already free."

"Villain!"

The irregular sphere formed by the blood-colored claws burst open, blood-colored flowers scattering.

Before Tang Luo appeared a youth, clad in glazed pure robes, with a string of Buddhist beads around his neck, exuding an aura of simple and newly established vigor.

He glared at the World-Destroyer: "Do not harm my master!"

"Cough." Tang Luo coughed lightly, "Wujing, Master is fine, unharmed, no need to worry."

"Master! Disciple will surely protect you completely!" The artifact spirit Wujing stood before Tang Luo, loyal and steadfast.

The World-Destroyer looked at Tang Luo and the artifact spirit Wujing, did not continue attacking, but rather looked at them mockingly: "Poor running dogs."

It was unclear whether he was referring to Tang Luo or to Sha Wujing.

"Are you a God-Demon Walker?" Tang Luo looked at the World-Destroyer, asking the question that had just been interrupted.

The World-Destroyer said: "No, no longer. My name is Cain-Ster."

"Oh, once was." Tang Luo smiled slightly, "You hid in this world, successfully escaped the God-Demon Game?"

The artifact spirit Wujing retreated to Tang Luo's side, one step behind, still staring at Cain-Ster, ready to act at any moment to protect Tang Luo completely.

"You running dogs, you came a step too late." Cain-Ster somewhat acknowledged, "Poor things, as running dogs yet unaware, let me help you break free."

He lightly snapped his fingers.

The blood beneath Tang Luo's feet boiled again.

The entire tower instantly collapsed, no, should say it turned into a blood-colored surge that surged.

Including the surrounding city, in the short span of this dialogue, it had already become a blood-colored ocean, buildings continuously swallowed, vanished.

The blood-colored surge swept toward Tang Luo.

The artifact spirit Wujing opened both hands, forming a shield, enveloping him and Tang Luo.

The blood-colored giant wave struck the shield and instantly shattered, like hitting a reef, having no effect whatsoever.

"Not bad strength, what is your name?" Cain-Ster's feet formed a blood-colored throne, he sat down and asked.

"My monastic name is Xuanzang, I am a monk." Tang Luo pressed his palms together, "Skilled at subduing demons and eliminating evil, saving all beings."

"A monk, eh." Cain-Ster smiled, revealing a pair of sharp canine teeth, "Did you deliberately send someone like me to find me? After all, I am a legendary vampire..."

As he spoke, he lightly raised his finger, as if trying to trigger the boiling of Tang Luo's blood within.

"Hmm?" Half a second later, Cain-Ster was somewhat surprised, "It seems this little trick has no effect on you."

His method had no effect whatsoever.

The opponent was like an iron fortress, making it difficult for him to strike from within.

As for Sha Wujing, naturally even less useful, as an artifact spirit, he has no blood to speak of.

"Vampire." Tang Luo said, "You are not a native of this world, God-Demon Walkers all come from the same world. That corrupt blood, is it your blood?"

"Corrupt blood?" Cain-Ster thought of something, "Ah, so that's it, that's a clone I threw out, seems it had quite an effect."

The words were spoken very lightly, but at that time, to evade, he had paid a considerable price.

But it also bought him time, now as he said, he is no longer a God-Demon Walker.

But a free vampire.

Tang Luo had never heard the name Cain-Ster.

The current God-Demon Walkers, the eldest batch are Chijing Daoist, Jiang Shang, Zeus, Odin, etc.

Calculated by real-world age, they are all old men over a hundred years old.

No God-Demon Walker older than them has ever appeared.

But it can be certain that before them, God-Demon Walkers existed, the martial arts mythology established by Chijing Daoist and others is the product left by previous God-Demon Walkers.

Cain-Ster is a God-Demon Walker from even earlier!

"You earlier God-Demon Walkers have all disappeared." Tang Luo said, "It seems you were fattened and slaughtered, you are one of the few that slipped through the net?"

"Want to know?" Cain-Ster attacked again, "Take your questions down to hell, I hate nothing more than you monks, clergy!"

Perhaps he was once nailed to a cross or something.

A huge hand stretched out from the blood sea, the center of the palm opened a giant eye, staring at Tang Luo and Sha Wujing in the sky.

Sha Wujing instantly could not move, his posture became unsteady.

"Wujing, you go back first, let Master handle this here." Tang Luo said.

"Yes, Master." Sha Wujing's figure blurred and disappeared, his actual form has always been worn on Tang Luo's wrist.

Invisible power restrained Tang Luo's body, the hand had already come beneath his feet.

Five fingers continuously flowed with blood, and on top grew strange mouths, opening to reveal sharp teeth.

"Fix."

Tang Luo employed the immobilization technique, completely unable to stop the blood hand from enveloping over.

"Foolish." Cain-Ster muttered, his head suddenly exploded into a mass of blood.

The blood-colored throne he sat on, together with his head, and the blood-colored hand beneath Tang Luo's feet, all shattered together, blood rain drifted across the blood sea.

"You..."

Blood surged, and Cainster instantly returned to his original state.

The moment he spoke just now, the monk opposite raised his hand and threw a punch.

Then his head and bloody hands burst apart.

This strength was a bit beyond Cainster's expectations.

"This poor monk is a monk, not a cleric." Tang Luo stepped on lotuses, appearing at Cainster's side, "At least completely unlike the clerics in your understanding, for instance, dealing with vampires and such, no need for a cross, just tear them apart directly with your hands."

Cainster's body was torn in two by Tang Luo.

Only when torn apart, just like the shattered head a moment ago, it turned into blood water scattering all over the sky.

A portion of the blood water condensed in mid-air, forming several heads, mouths gaping to an exaggerated degree.

Revealing two rows of sharp teeth, inside was not a throat, but teeth like a meat grinder, tearing and biting toward Tang Luo.

Reaching out to grasp virtually, Xuan Bian appeared in hand, Tang Luo holding the Xuan Bian Umbrella swept it around, layers of overlapping phantoms flashing, shredding those heads while the umbrella surface also blocked the scattering blood water.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar rang out.

A gigantic blood-colored face appeared in the sea of blood underfoot, precisely Cainster, a tremendous suction force emanating from its mouth, wanting to swallow Tang Luo into the sea of blood.

Tang Luo struck a backhand palm.

Nirvana Glazed Great Hand Seal!

A palm seal even more vast than the sea of blood descended from the heavens, slamming down fiercely!

The earth shook and mountains swayed.

The terrifying power evaporated most of the sea of blood, turning it into a blood-colored lake in a huge pit.

"A good dog, no wonder they sent you to find me." Cainster's figure inexplicably appeared behind Tang Luo, his neck stretching like a venomous snake, biting toward Tang Luo's neck.

Tang Luo didn't even look, the Xuan Bian Umbrella turned into the Xuan Bian Hammer.

Striking later but arriving first, flipping his hand, a hammer blow smashed Cainster's head and body together into pieces.

But such physical attacks seemed to have little effect on him, the next second Cainster appeared intact in mid-air again.

"Good recovery." Tang Luo praised, "A qualified sandbag, pity..."

"Pity what?"

"Pity that as the creator of demons, you don't have a single trait of a demon, very weak." Tang Luo reached out and grabbed.

The Great Hand Seal seized Cainster before him.

Cainster is different from the God-Descended, and different from demons.

He doesn't even have a shred of "Attack Immunity" trait, all of Tang Luo's attacks landing on him are solid and real.

Unlike demons and the God-Descended, who would have them negated.

"Everything has its price." Cainster's gaze flickered slightly, "My path, how could it be something you can understand?"

Speaking, he self-destructed to break free from Tang Luo's Great Hand Seal, appeared beside him again, a knife-hand strike piercing toward Tang Luo.

Tang Luo turned and threw a punch, blasting Cainster's entire right arm to smithereens.

The shattered right arm turned into a blood scythe, slashing toward Tang Luo's arm.

Blood light flashed.

Cainster's body violently retreated, pulling distance from Tang Luo, as his arm recovered, he frowned looking at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo's uniform restored to the appearance of a brocade kasaya, in that instant, the blood fiend qi emanating out made Cainster somewhat distracted and uneasy.

"You, this monk..." Cainster said, "Sanctimonious, how many people have you killed?"

"Didn't I say, this poor monk excels at subduing demons and eliminating devils?"

The Xuan Bian Sword swept once, sword light flashed, splitting Cainster in two.

A true split in two, Cainster directly became two people, charging at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo struck another sword, Cainster was divided into four segments, yet became four people charging at him.

"Useless! I am an undying, inextinguishable existence!" Four Cainsters besieged Tang Luo, all around were his layers upon layers of shadows.

Speed so fast, attacks covering the entire space.

Tang Luo executed Thousand Hands Cannot Defend, one hand one sword, blocking the Cainsters' attacks while making them become eight, sixteen.

"Not dying just means not dead enough." Tang Luo's tone was relaxed, "Kill enough times, and you die, how many lives do you have left to use?"

The blood-colored lake from the Great Hand Seal strikes had actually decreased considerably.

"The entire world will become my life!"

Cainster laughed wildly, "I am the Lord of All Beings, the Master of the New World!"

The blood-colored lake turned into a massive amount of blood threads, surging into Cainster's body.

From all directions, similarly massive amounts of fine blood threads tore through the long sky, dense and packed, almost covering the entire sky, converging into Cainster.

Blood light pervaded, his whole body seemed to have donned a blood-colored armor full of sharp spikes.

"Not bad."

The sword blade of the Xuan Bian Sword in Tang Luo's hand began to change, becoming somewhat transparent, as if amber-colored flames were burning on the blade.

"Just let this poor monk, kill to his heart's content!"

Glazed Sword Shadow tore through the long sky!