The God King died suddenly at the beginning, what can I do?

Qin Yu no longer held back, the evil spirit on the Wild Dragon Sword burst out completely, the blade was as sharp as blood, splitting through the layers of nightmares and going straight for Xuan Yan's throat!

Xuan Yan hastily used his Demonic Pupil to block the blow, but was knocked back three steps by the sword energy, and a trace of blood appeared on the vertical scar between his eyebrows.

The whole place was in dead silence. "You... could actually hurt me?" Xuan Yan couldn't believe it.

Qin Yu pointed the tip of his knife at the ground, breathing heavily, but grinning: "Your nightmare is nothing more than this."

Although Qin Yu won this round, he also completely exposed some of his cards. The power of the divine dream was passed down by his master, Empress Xuanqing. If someone recognized it, it would cause big trouble.

"It seems that I really need to come up with something." Xuanyan Saint wiped the blood from his brow, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his arms, and the demonic energy around him suddenly boiled. The space of the entire arena began to distort, as if it was torn apart by some invisible force.

"The devil is free - all things are empty!"

In an instant, the figure of the Holy Son of Xuanyan seemed to merge with the heaven and earth. With every move he made, the laws of the entire Blood River Arena began to submit to him.

With the power of heaven and earth added to his body, every blow he made was wrapped with the blood river's murderous aura, the pressure of the magic pillar, and even the forbidden power of the arena itself. It was as if the entire space was helping him fight.

At the same time, he was invulnerable to all kinds of attacks! Any magical power or sword energy that attacked him was twisted and decomposed the moment it approached, like a drop in the ocean.

The evil blade light slashed out by Qin Yu's Wild Dragon Sword actually disintegrated on its own three feet in front of Xuan Yan!

"This is the real... Devil's Freedom Technique!" Xuanyan Saint laughed wildly and punched out, shaking the entire arena.

Facing Xuan Yan's violent suppression, Qin Yu took a deep breath and used the "Nine Heavens Supreme Art" in his body to its full potential.

"The Nine Heavens are supreme - all things return to their source!" Different from Xuan Yan's "control of heaven and earth", Qin Yu's extracorporeal universe directly began to devour heaven and earth!

The blood river evil spirit and the pressure of the magic pillar that attacked him were forcibly pulled away and transformed into pure energy and merged into his internal universe.

Every inch of his skin seemed to resonate with the avenue, and the evil spirit on the Wild Dragon Sword no longer radiated outward, but was restrained inward into an extremely sharp edge.

"What?!" The pupils of the Holy Son of Xuanyan suddenly shrank. He felt that the power of heaven and earth that he had mobilized was being forcibly plundered by Qin Yu!

The Holy Son of Xuanyan roared angrily and put his palms together. The space of the entire arena seemed to be compressed to the extreme, turning into a pitch-black "Demon Seal" that pressed down towards Qin Yu!

"Demon Seal - Suppress!"

Qin Yu did not retreat but advanced, the Wild Dragon Sword slashed from bottom to top, the dragon evil spirit on the blade condensed into a dark golden line as thin as a hair.

"Nine Heavens Slashing Dao!"

"boom--!!!"

The moment the Heavenly Demon Seal collided with the sword light, the time of the entire fighting field seemed to stand still for a moment.

The next moment——"Crack!"

Countless cracks appeared on the surface of the Heavenly Demon Seal, but Qin Yu's sword light continued to move forward, directly piercing through the protective magic energy of the Xuanyan Saint, leaving a deep scar on his chest that could be seen to the bone!

The Holy Son of Xuanyan stumbled back, looking down at the wound on his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

"The Heavenly Demon Self-Reliant Art...actually failed?"

Qin Yu put away his sword and stood up. The universe in his body slowly calmed down. He did not pursue the victory, but said calmly: "Your technique is missing the most crucial step - 'Use the world as a furnace, and refine yourself for the truth'. You only know how to devour, but not how to control. In the end, you fell behind."

The Holy Son of Xuanyan was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "What a great Nine Heavens Supreme... I deserved to lose this battle!"

He took the initiative to jump off the stage and turned into a streak of blood.

The whole place was in dead silence - everyone looked at Qin Yu with incredible eyes. He actually crushed the strongest man in the Imperial Palace with orthodox magic skills!

Qin Yu stood on the stage, his chest rising and falling slightly, and his body still had the residual power from the fierce battle with Xuanyan Saint Son.

The Wild Dragon Blade pointed diagonally at the ground. The dark golden dragon evil on the blade had not yet completely dissipated, and a low dragon roar was faintly heard.

Around the arena, the remaining contestants—including the other Saint who had previously shouted that he wanted to “tear him apart”—were all silent at this moment, their eyes flickering.

"Who's next?" Qin Yu glanced at the crowd, his voice calm, but with an unquestionable sense of oppression.

No one answered...

The fingertips of the Holy Son of Yu Ming twitched slightly, as if he was about to take a step forward, but in the end he just snorted coldly and turned his head away.

—— Are you kidding? Even Xuanyan has been defeated, who dares to go up and die?

On the blood-red arena, the ancient demon battle pattern suddenly lit up, and a deep voice resounded throughout the arena:

"No one takes up the challenge, the winner gets a bye"

Qin Yu directly accumulated to three points!

A blood-red beam of light descended from the sky, enveloped his bone boat, slowly lifted it up, and flew towards the final level - the ninth level 'Final Choice'!

……

Qin Yu's bone boat sailed into a void of dark space. Broken star debris were suspended around it, and in the center stood an altar made of demon skulls.

Nine blue soul lamps were burning on the altar, reflecting the tragic scenes of the demon clan leaders before their deaths in the past history.

The figure of Jiemie Tianzun walked out of the soul lamp, and his gray eyes locked onto Qin Yu: "There is no battle in this level, only a choice."

Qin Yu nodded without asking any more questions. He walked up to the altar and stood in the center. A light lit up under his feet.

The scene in front of Qin Yu suddenly distorted. The bone boat under his feet turned into a dark demon warship, with 100,000 elite demons lined up neatly on the deck.

The blood moon was in the sky, and a brilliant human planet was suspended in the void ahead. It was the Kunlun Holy Land, the outer fortress of the Kunlun Domain. The figures of human warriors patrolling in the starry sky were clearly visible.

The voice of the Silent Lord roared:

"There are one billion mortals and one hundred thousand warriors here."

“Give you three choices”

"Massacre the city to establish your prestige, I will grant you the Heavenly Demon General Seal"

"Persuading people to surrender proves that you have the ability to lead a army."

"If you don't move, I will judge you as a coward and incompetent."

Qin Yu walked slowly to the bow and suddenly raised his hand to send out a blood-red flag.

"Devil Three, Devil Four, and Devil Five will lead the Dragon Knights to attack from the east, west, and north in three directions."

"The rest of the demon generals will lead their most elite personnel to sneak underground into the Kunlun Holy Land and destroy the protective formation."

"Ballan Giant, stand by - I want this planet to surrender completely"

When the garrison was moved to the wrong position, Qin Yu personally led his guards to raid the south and captured the three core disciples of the Kunlun Realm King.

But he did not kill them, but instead stuffed a jade slip with a picture into their hands - it contained images of prisoners of war from various planets and sects in Kunlun Realm that were held by the demons.

"Tell your followers to close the formation and give up resistance. For every person who surrenders, I will spare the lives of a hundred people."

"Those who resist to the end..."

A wisp of magic fire ignited at his fingertips, and burned a scroll full of names in public: "These captives will go first"

Looking at the captives huddled and shivering in the cage woven of bones, the human defenders finally lowered their heads unwillingly.

……

When the illusion was broken, a deep laugh came from the void: "Attacking the city is inferior, attacking the heart is superior"

"You understand human nature better than I expected..."