Chapter 539: Half-Demon Attack

Wei Kingdom, Azure Lotus Villa.

In a secret chamber, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his body enveloped in a layer of light blue liquid.

His face was somewhat contorted, and crackling sounds of bones emanated from within his body. His muscles swelled, and veins bulged.

The *Kuisui True Scripture* utilized the spiritual water of heaven and earth to temper the physical body, achieving the goal of body refinement. Each time the spiritual water tempered his body, Wang Changsheng felt as if he was being pricked by needles, enduring unbearable pain throughout his body.

After a while, a brilliant blue light flared around Wang Changsheng's body, and his face returned to normal. He felt his entire body filled with strength.

His physical body was already quite robust, and with the continuous strengthening from the *Gengjin Tiangang*, his physique was likely not much weaker than that of a third-tier demonic beast. As for whether it could withstand the attack of a magic treasure, Wang Changsheng was unsure; he wouldn't be foolish enough to use his bare body to block a magic treasure's assault.

Exiting the secret chamber, Wang Changsheng intended to visit his great-granddaughter when a deafening roar suddenly erupted, causing the ground to shake violently.

Wang Changsheng was startled. He transformed into a blue streak of light and flew out.

Outside Azure Lotus Villa, two half-demons stood suspended in the air, their expressions indifferent.

They were a male and a female. The male had a broad back and strong shoulders, with bulging muscles brimming with power, and a pair of ten-foot-long red wings on his back. The female had a pair of light green delicate wings on her back, and her eyes were golden.

They had been ordered to penetrate deep into human territory, create significant disturbances, and alleviate pressure on the front lines.

The five major sects of the Wei Kingdom had legacies spanning over a thousand years, always having Core Formation cultivators guarding them. In contrast, the Wang family had only had Core Formation cultivators for less than a century. Naturally, they would choose the easier target.

They had captured several isolated Foundation Establishment cultivators and tortured them to extract this information.

Wang Changsheng flew into the air and, seeing the two half-demons, inwardly cursed. The human and demon races were at war, and two Core Formation half-demons appearing at his doorstep at this time certainly weren't there for tea.

The two half-demons consisted of one at the third level of Core Formation and one at the fourth level.

Alarms blared across Azure Lotus Villa, and some buildings caught fire. Wang Qingkai quickly organized his clansmen to extinguish the blaze.

Without further ado, the two half-demons exchanged glances, transformed into two streaks of light, and lunged directly at Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng's gaze turned cold. He summoned the Nine Bends Divine Sand and the Cold Mist Bottle. The Nine Bends Divine Sand transformed into a gigantic yellow sand wyrm, which clawed and roared as it lunged towards the woman in blue.

The Cold Mist Bottle spewed forth a large volley of white ice needles, fiercely striking towards the young man in red.

He took out the Ruyi Profound Jade Staff. After infusing it with magical power, the staff glowed brightly, rapidly extending dozens of times its original length. With a sweep of his arm, a vast array of staff shadows, carrying the momentum of Mount Tai crashing down, smashed towards the man in red.

A slight curl of the young man in red's lips revealed a hint of mockery. He fiercely flapped the wings on his back, sending forth a violent gust of wind. The dense white ice needles struck the gale, erupting in muffled sounds like beans being stir-fried, and the ice needles rapidly disintegrated.

With a flick of his hand, a crimson-glowing bludgeon appeared in his grasp, instantly expanding in size and smashing towards the Ruyi Profound Jade Staff.

Human cultivators typically engaged in combat from a distance, employing spells or magic treasures to attack opponents. Demonic beasts, however, preferred close-quarters combat, relying on their powerful physical bodies to tear opponents to shreds.

Clang! Clang!

A powerful rebound force struck, and a fierce glint flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes. His expression became very solemn.

With two Core Formation half-demons, failure to handle the situation properly could mean the annihilation of his clan.

Thunderous sounds erupted from his body, and a large expanse of blue electrical arcs shot out from him, striking towards the young man in red.

The young man in red opened his mouth and spewed out a thick torrent of crimson flames, which surged with intense heat towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng swept his arm, and numerous staff shadows flew out, shattering the crimson flames. The fire scattered, causing the very air to distort slightly.

A strange roar echoed, and Wang Changsheng felt a tearing pain in his sea of consciousness, causing his movements to falter.

By the time he regained consciousness, the young man in red was already in front of Wang Changsheng, less than twenty zhang away.

The young man in red opened his mouth and unleashed a torrent of crimson flames that engulfed Wang Changsheng's figure. From within the sea of crimson fire, Wang Changsheng's screams echoed.

The young man in red's gaze turned cold. The bludgeon in his hand glowed intensely, instantly growing in size, and he smashed it towards the sea of flames.

With a muffled thud, Wang Changsheng fell out of the sea of flames, his clothes tattered and barely covering him. His body was charred black, and his eyebrows were completely burned away.

As he plummeted from the flames, a streak of green light shot towards him. Wang Changsheng quickly dodged, but the green light still grazed him.

A gash appeared on his left arm, bleeding profusely.

The woman in blue held a hazy green sickle in her hand, her expression indifferent.

Wang Changsheng felt a burning sensation throughout his body. Had he not dodged in time, combined with his formidable physical strength, his left arm might have been severed by the woman in blue.

The young man in red fiercely flapped the wings on his back, transforming into a red streak of light that lunged at Wang Changsheng. The woman in blue also transformed into a green streak, and the two attacked Wang Changsheng from left and right, trapping him.

Wang Changsheng quickly formed a hand seal, and a brilliant lightning glow erupted from his body. Countless blue electrical arcs appeared on his surface, rapidly converging into a gigantic lightning orb the size of a house, which fiercely smashed towards the young man in red.

A brilliant blue light flared around his body as he lunged towards the woman in the green dress.

The delicate wings on the woman in blue's back flapped, producing whooshing sounds as dense green wind blades shot out, vying to strike Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng rapidly swung the Ruyi Profound Jade Staff in his hand, sending forth numerous staff shadows.

With another lift of his hand, the nascent magic treasure, the Flowing Moon Umbrella, flew out, emitting a curtain of blue shimmering light that enveloped him.

Clang! Clang!

The numerous staff shadows shattered most of the green wind blades. The few remaining green wind blades struck the blue shimmering light, but the light remained completely undisturbed.

As the woman in blue prepared to attack Wang Changsheng again, a whooshing sound came from behind her: thousands of yellow flying needles were striking.

Wang Changsheng swung the Ruyi Profound Jade Staff, bringing it down directly. Simultaneously, two massive white ice dragons lunged at the woman in blue from both sides, blocking her retreat.

The delicate wings on the woman in the green dress's back flapped fiercely, sending forth a powerful hurricane that enveloped her.

She quickly formed a hand seal, and a layer of hazy green light barrier appeared close to her body.

The white ice dragons collided with the hurricane, were shredded to pieces, and transformed into a vast expanse of white cold air. A layer of frost appeared on the surface of the green light barrier.

The dense yellow flying needles shattered the green hurricane, and the Ruyi Profound Jade Staff struck the green light barrier, but the barrier remained completely unmoved.

“Oh no, he's feinting! Be careful!”

The man in red's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with panic.

The woman in blue turned her head and saw a gigantic lightning orb, the size of a house, smashing towards her, engulfing her figure.

Above the blue lightning, space twisted and folded, and a blue vortex several zhang wide appeared. A five-zhang large blue giant palm flew out from the vortex and swiftly slapped down.

Wang Changsheng was already at the third level of Core Formation, far stronger than before. When he unleashed spirit arts, their power was even greater.

Boom!

A woman's piteous scream rang out. The woman in blue fell out from the blue lightning, her clothes tattered, revealing her graceful figure, and her body emitted a rising heat.

A thick white beam of light shot forth, freezing her into an ice sculpture.

A gigantic blue staff descended from the sky, shattering the ice sculpture. The woman in blue turned into a shower of blood and fell from the sky.

At the same time, a torrent of crimson flames, as thick as an adult's arm, reached Wang Changsheng, striking the blue shimmering light.

Boom!

A vast expanse of crimson flames engulfed Wang Changsheng's body. A spiky bludgeon descended from the sky, smashing into the sea of fire, and a muffled thud echoed.

A strange roar sounded, and the flames rapidly dispersed.

The Flowing Moon Umbrella vanished. Wang Changsheng's body emitted heat, his aura was somewhat weak, and his hair was almost completely burned off.

The Dual-Pupil Rat crouched on Wang Changsheng's left shoulder, baring its fangs, but most of its body was hidden behind Wang Changsheng, making it look somewhat comical.

The demonic flames spewed by this half-demon were too potent; the nascent magic treasure, the Flowing Moon Umbrella, couldn't block them at all.

The young man in red's gaze darkened. Wang Changsheng was a body cultivator and possessed a third-tier spirit beast, even if the beast appeared somewhat small.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Dozens of thick beams of light shot out from Azure Lotus Villa, fiercely striking towards the young man in red.

Wang Qingkai commanded his clansmen, controlling the second-tier puppet beasts to attack the young man in red. Of course, the second-tier puppet beasts couldn't harm the young man, but they could somewhat alleviate the pressure on Wang Changsheng.