Chapter 1511: Xu Yang's Domineering Aura

"Oh, it seems you are the true leader of the team that woman spoke of. To be able to instantly shatter my Demon King's Eye Mark, your strength must be extraordinary. Excellent, it's been far too many years since I've encountered an opponent like you; this is truly exciting. If I could completely devour the power within your bloodline, I believe my strength would advance significantly."

This was indeed the true thought of the Crying Blood Demon Saint at that moment. As his form materialized once more, Xu Yang showed no patience for his arrogance; a cold, murderous aura instantly blazed in his eyes.

"Do you know what I despise most? It's when someone lays a hand on my woman, especially when I'm leaving. Of course, you couldn't actually harm her. But to dare attack her at all is an insult to me."

As Xu Yang finished speaking, a massive Void Hand Seal descended from thin air.

An incredibly terrifying, colossal palm descended from above, striking the entirely black figure. It was as if, after this crushing blow, any powerful life form in this world would be utterly pulverized into nothingness by Xu Yang's palm force.

Indeed, while the black entity wasn't as utterly devastated as one might have expected, Xu Yang's strike forcefully slammed its physical body from its high position in the void directly into the depths of the earth below.

Only its small head remained sticking out of the ground, resembling a black human-head seedling sprouting from the blood-stained earth.

The opponent shook its head helplessly, seemingly dizzied by Xu Yang's sudden and terrifying palm strike. It slowly took a deep breath, recovering some of its senses, then ascended swiftly with another loud bang, finally regaining some clarity from its suppressed state.

Even so, the creature was still filled with lingering fear. When it looked at Xu Yang again, its previous arrogant and presumptuous demeanor was entirely gone.

Deep down, it developed a newfound respect for Xu Yang.

"Your strength is truly extraordinary, but I haven't yet revealed my true abilities."

Xu Yang sneered dismissively, "Show whatever abilities you have quickly. I originally thought Little Hua and the others could easily persuade you to join the demon saint peace talks. But now it seems you not only refused their peace terms but also chose to stand on the opposing side.

In that case, there's nothing to be done. We have nothing to discuss. We will simply have to use our fists to compel you to meet our demands.

The situation has suddenly become much clearer. You are simply not someone who can be persuaded by words, so don't blame me for being merciless."

Xu Yang immediately changed his demeanor, revealing his decisive and ruthless side. After all, according to Xu Yang's principles, if one shows him an inch of respect, he will return a yard of kindness; however, if one is difficult, he will be equally firm.

Xu Yang never bothered to resort to direct force for issues that could be resolved through amicable discussion. However, when faced with such stubborn individuals, he would show no quarter, simply unleashing his thunderous methods to conquer the opponent and simplify the situation.

As expected, the Crying Blood Demon Saint realized he had indeed "kicked an iron plate" this time. Xu Yang was completely unlike any of his previous opponents; this being, who clearly prioritized power, would be his greatest adversary.

After realizing this, the Crying Blood Demon Saint abandoned any further illusions. He prepared to unleash his strongest combat power as a Level 10 Demon Saint, ready to face the most formidable opponent he had encountered in hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation.

An overwhelmingly powerful aura emanated from its very essence. From the depths of its physical body, covered in black energy, a chilling, blood-red light burst forth, enveloping its entire form.

What was even more critical was that throughout this entire process, the devouring power unleashed by this incredibly potent life aura was far more terrifying than anyone could have imagined.

"Oh my god," gasped Xiao Xiang, "if such a devouring effect could be concentrated on a single point, it would unleash unimaginable power. I fear that even the most formidable life forms would be devoured into nothingness upon touching its core."

Upon sensing the Crying Blood Demon Saint's true might, Xiao Xiang, who was nearby, couldn't help but gasp. Unbeknownst to her, the Longevity Sacred Art she specialized in was most vulnerable to the Crying Blood Demon Saint's bloodline-devouring technique. This method seemed to be the natural nemesis of the Misty Rain Imperial Dynasty's cultivation lineage.

Consequently, upon feeling the Crying Blood Demon Saint's aura fluctuations, Xiao Xiang quickly became distressed. In stark contrast, the aloof young woman beside her, who represented the strongest talent of the younger generation in the Xuanyuan Imperial Clan, remained entirely placid, her eyes like an undisturbed ancient well. It seemed this young woman was naturally immune to this lineage of bloodthirsty cultivation.

After manifesting a sufficiently powerful devouring vortex, the Crying Blood Demon Saint let out a terrifying, world-shattering roar. Accompanied by this earth-shattering sound, an incredibly formidable devouring aura erupted, instantly and without delay locking onto Xu Yang's main body.

Evidently, he intended to use his most proficient bloodline-devouring technique to deal with the terrifying individual named Xu Yang. Xu Yang, however, merely offered a dismissive sneer at the appearance of this aura.

In that instant, incredibly powerful qi vortex energy began to circulate wildly within his body.

Xu Yang rapidly pushed his Original Power cultivation method to the ninth-level qi vortex, operating at its peak. Naturally, against a demon saint-level expert, he didn't yet need to directly activate the tenth qi vortex.

In a single instant, Xu Yang unleashed a heaven-shattering punch. His enormous fist, much like the colossal hand seal that had just descended from the sky, tore through the void. All energy barriers in its path were obliterated as it irresistibly smashed towards the Crying Blood Demon Saint's main body, which was not far away.

"Are you attempting to tear apart my devouring mechanism with pure offensive power? I advise you against such a notion, as you will achieve no effect whatsoever."

Xu Yang sneered, "I don't care about the effect. I merely want you to understand that in the face of pure power, any other form of cultivation technique or method is utterly meaningless.

Although your soul's strength is a level higher than that of other demon saint-level experts, and you can autonomously conjure your own domain space, none of these can compensate for the absolute disparity in raw power between us.

Therefore, I will demonstrate through action that you possess no right to arrogance in my presence, for absolute power will tear apart all your pretensions."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark golden light emanated from the outer edge of Xu Yang's earth-shattering, colossal fist. Unknown to his opponent, Xu Yang had augmented this terrifying strike of raw power with the might of the Law of Light.