Chapter 1535: War King Wuxin

It seemed that apart from Xiao Hui, who had already reached the Quasi-Emperor level, only the Crying Blood Demon Saint's battle remained undecided.

The chief elder of the Tongyuan lineage, who had concluded his duel early and successfully joined Xu Yang's faction, and the chief elder of the Morning Light lineage beside him, exchanged glances. It seemed that deep down, both were eager to learn the outcome of the last remaining battle.

Although the Crying Blood Demon Saint was not considered the strongest among the great demon saints in terms of overall combat ability, once he went berserk, even Xu Yang couldn't help but praise his astonishing power. This was because the Crying Blood Demon Saint was one of the rare individuals within the demon race who viewed combat as a fundamental aspect of his life's faith. His desire, understanding, and perception of battle far surpassed anyone else's. Xu Yang, therefore, held the highest expectations for the Crying Blood Demon Saint's performance in the upcoming fight.

Simultaneously, Xu Yang recalled all his other avatars into his main body, leaving only a single phantom body. This phantom body locked onto the Crying Blood Demon Saint's soul world, immediately gaining insight into all changes occurring within his specific battle area.

The area resembled a purgatory, filled with the scent of desolate flames. About a hundred meters in front of him, a tall, handsome middle-aged man in a black robe calmly gazed in his direction. This imposing figure was the chief elder of the Asura lineage. He was also War King Wuxin, the most talented individual of the Underworld lineage within the Six Human Spirit cultivation realms over the past millennium, known by the moniker "Battle Maniac."

"Honestly, I eagerly anticipate encountering an opponent like you. Although in my eyes, the demon race is as vulnerable as ants, I clearly sense an inextinguishable flame of battle burning fiercely within you. That is the fundamental reason I hold you in high regard. Only those whose desire for combat surpasses life itself are worthy to be my opponents."

Clearly, War King Wuxin seemed to be the same kind of person as the Crying Blood Demon Saint. Upon hearing these words, the Crying Blood Demon Saint couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"Never put on airs in front of me, nor assume that your human race is superior. There was a time when I, too, was a favored child of humanity. But now, I would rather stand with the demon race and oppose you, to fight for a future of peaceful coexistence for these countless demon beings. This battle concerns the destiny and future of billions of demons. It also concerns the dignity of the demon race. We will certainly use our own strength to make you, the cultivators of the Six Human Spirit realms who consider yourselves superior, realize that the demon race is no longer what it once was. If you continue to treat us with the same contempt you reserve for ants, you will pay a terrible price."

War King Wuxin sneered, wasting no more words. Two clusters of dark purple flames quickly ignited on his fists. As these flames condensed, a creature with a snake-like body and a grotesque dragon head rapidly materialized behind him. This colossal serpent exuded an incredibly fierce aura of slaughter. It opened its gaping maw and let out a guttural snore, causing the surrounding void to tremble.

Although both were currently within a dedicated dueling space, the strange and terrifying devouring aura emanating from behind the creature made even the well-informed Crying Blood Demon Saint gasp in surprise.

"If I'm not mistaken, that behind you must be the bloodline of an Ancient Evil Dragon!"

War King Wuxin nodded slightly. "Your judgment is correct. However, my little pet's bloodline has shown signs of atavism, and the power of the Dragon Clan has awakened within its body. Of course, this is not the pure aura of a true Ancient Dragon; otherwise, it would never be permitted to exist in the current Great World Era. You will soon realize the immense pressure my little companion can exert on you."

The most potent aspect of the Asura Sacred Law, cultivated by the Asura Path lineage, is its ability to summon various powerful combat-ready life-forms and soul entities by drawing upon all kinds of bloodline essences and life elements from the world. Put simply, the most significant effect of this lineage's Sacred Law is its continuous summoning capability, allowing them to quickly form a formidable personal guard army. The Asura lineage disdains fighting enemies one-on-one, as that would not allow them to leverage their unique advantages. Therefore, War King Wuxin, facing him, had already made ample preparations before the battle commenced.

Apparently, the bloodline of this single Ancient Evil Dragon was not enough to satisfy his requirements for a combat lineup. Sure enough, within moments, a phoenix bloodline, entirely enveloped in black flames, materialized beside the Ancient Evil Dragon. Of course, neither the Ancient Evil Dragon nor the black-flame phoenix was fundamentally identical to the true dragons and pure phoenixes whose bloodlines once roamed the continent hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Nevertheless, even these two impure dragon and phoenix descendants could still play an incredibly potent role on the battlefield. After taking their positions, they preemptively attacked. With a single command, the black dragon and black phoenix simultaneously locked onto the Crying Blood Demon Saint's main body. They then pressed down from above his head, terrifying demonic dragon fire and the phoenix flames from its side crisscrossing. Two terrifying, swirling black fire streams poured down from directly overhead. The Crying Blood Demon Saint snorted coldly, took a step, and swiftly dodged backward multiple times, finally managing to evade the terrifying burst of true fire.

However, these black flames seemed to be far more complex than mere burning. Every burst of flame that scattered across the ground, upon spreading, would form a large-scale encirclement of fire in its original place. This quickly limited the Crying Blood Demon Saint's range of movement and the space available to him. Consequently, the Crying Blood Demon Saint could no longer rely on his superior movement techniques to turn the tide, meaning he had to face a situation where he was clearly outnumbered.

However, the Crying Blood Demon Saint possessed his most powerful trump card: the unwavering support of Xu Yang. Almost the very instant the black flames from the dragon and phoenix erupted, an outline of Xu Yang's spiritual power swiftly materialized into a tangible halo behind this independent battlefield. This halo then integrated itself onto the Crying Blood Demon Saint's body, empowering him. On one hand, this provided the Crying Blood Demon Saint with a certain degree of spiritual power amplification. On the other, Xu Yang could maintain real-time battlefield communication with him through his phantom body, offering effective guidance.

"Sir Xu Yang, I knew you would appear when I needed you most. I'm not very familiar with the Asura lineage's Sacred Law. It seems he's quite adept at summoning those peculiar creatures to enhance his combat power. Do you have any good suggestions?"