Chaos Spirit Field

Hearing this, Wen Zhong's lungs nearly exploded with rage! He, the mighty Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunderclap Universal Transformation Celestial Venerable, had actually been tricked by a mere ant! He'd already been tricked several times by this despicable creature today. Even if he stopped now, he wouldn't be able to save the demonic realm's inhabitants. Fortunately, most of these beings were burdened with sin; if he could eliminate them, he'd gain merit. He'd originally thought that since the merit and karma would cancel each other out, the losses wouldn't be too great.

However, as time passed, Wen Zhong was surprised to find that the surging energy was entirely karma, with not a trace of merit to be seen! This was truly unbelievable! There was no doubt that Zhao Shanhe must be hiding a huge secret!

So where did the merit go? In reality, it had long since been quietly taken away by the Primal Chaos Spiritual Field. At that moment, Zhao Shanhe was desperately battling the terrifying Thunder Dragon, completely unable to savor the wondrous effects of the merit. The Thunder Dragon's power was a hundred times greater than the Pill Tribulation, and from time to time, it would emit waves of tempting, meaty aroma. He couldn't help but wonder, "How cooked am I now? I've never tasted what it feels like to eat myself."

Zhao Shanhe was not only strong and defensive, but also had a remarkable skill in formation formation. He was currently relying on the Thunder Dragon to refine the demonic realm's spiritual veins, and his skills were gradually increasing.

As time passed, Wen Zhong gradually discovered the clue and took back the Thunder Dragon. Seeing that Zhao Shanhe had no injuries at all, he knew that he had been fooled by this ant again.

Zhao Shanhe noticed that the lightning had disappeared, and he said with lingering regret, "Wen Zhong, I'm enjoying myself. What do you mean by taking the Thunder Dragon back? If the service is bad, there's no tip for you."

"Ant, you are looking for death."

"They say that the young are better than the strong. Wen Zhong, you are old now, and it is not certain who will win. Let's see the outcome."

Wen Zhong said disdainfully: "I will just stand there and let you hit me, can you handle that?"

"How can a man say no? You're obviously not a trustworthy person. It's better to tie you up."

Before he finished speaking, five chains appeared from thin air, binding Wen Zhong's limbs and neck. Zhao Shanhe's fist followed closely, hitting the man in the face.

However, the result was shocking. It was Zhao Shanhe who was injured. He got up from the ground and said unwillingly, "Wen Zhong, if you didn't have this armor, I could blow your head off with one punch. If you have the guts, take off your armor and we can fight again."

Wen Zhong said coldly, "Zhao Shanhe, you do have some skills, but playing with formations in front of me is really a show-off. The game is over."

Zhao Shanhe secretly thought that something was wrong. The chains tied to Wen Zhong broke one by one, and he realized the gap between immortals and mortals. The other party had not taken it seriously at all.

Wen Zhong summoned the golden whips of male and female dragons and attacked Zhao Shanhe. With just one strike, he spurted blood from his mouth. His once-vaunted defenses were like paper in the face of a top-grade immortal weapon.

Zhao Shanhe climbed up from the ground and said, "Wen Zhong, you have no moral integrity and are bullying an unarmed person. If this gets back to the heavens, you'll be ridiculed. If you have the guts, take back your weapons and we'll fight again."

Wen Zhong said, "Boy, I will convince you."

"Old boy, you've been fooled. I'll recover from my injuries and fight you for another three hundred rounds." Seeing that he couldn't beat Wen Zhong, Zhao Shanhe planned to escape. As long as he returned to the world of immortal cultivation, he might still have a chance to survive.

Wen Zhong saw Zhao Shanhe suddenly disappear and reappear a hundred miles away. He muttered to himself, "Space teleportation, he knows so much. He really thought he could escape with his life. How naive."

Zhao Shanhe had already activated the teleportation array and was about to leave the Demon Realm. An eye suddenly appeared between Wen Zhong's eyebrows, emitting a white light. This was his most powerful magical power—the All-Seeing Eye, which could destroy life force and soul.

The teleportation array experienced a disturbance, but it eventually activated. Zhao Shanhe returned to the world of immortal cultivation—or, more accurately, his shattered body. Uneasy, Wen Zhong chased after him, encountering Yang Xiaochan and her group.

As Yang Xiaochan was returning to the sect in her spirit boat, she suddenly noticed four more people on board. She realized Zhao Shanhe had gone to the demonic realm again, and the drunken one was just a puppet. Shortly afterward, Ouyang Shaogong and his group arrived, further worrying her. She decided to go back and check.

Ouyang Shaogong saw Wen Zhong coming and knew that the Yin family was doomed today, so he said, "Wen Zhong, the Yin family members should stay and let them go."

At this moment, Luo Tianshuang suddenly asked, "Wen Zhong, how is my husband?"

Wen Zhong sneered and replied, "Humph, Zhao Shanhe has been struck by my all-seeing Dharma Eye. Naturally, his soul has been annihilated, and not a single bone remains!"

Hearing this cruel news, Luo Tianshuang's heart was filled with endless grief and anger. Her mind instantly collapsed and she rushed forward recklessly, looking for Wen Zhong to fight. Her behavior was simply like a moth flying into a flame, seeking her own death.

Yang Xiaochan, standing by, cried out in terror, "No!" However, it was too late. Luo Tianshuang had turned to ash before everyone's eyes, his body and soul completely annihilated.

As Luo Tianshuang vanished, the sky suddenly grew dark and gloomy, as if the world were about to end. Within this darkness, an illusory black figure slowly emerged. Her voice, cold and filled with endless hatred, she declared, "Nine Heavens Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun, I will remember the vengeance of this palm strike! From now on, no disciple of the Jiejiao will enter the cycle of reincarnation!"

Before he finished speaking, a dark, deep passage suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes. If Zhao Shanhe were still alive, perhaps he could witness the true Yellow Springs Road with his own eyes. The dark figure plunged into the passage without hesitation and vanished without a trace.

Wen Zhong broke out in cold sweats, he knew that he had made a big mess this time. Who would have thought that Zhao Shanhe's wife was actually that reincarnation, whose background was even more powerful than the Queen of Heaven. Fortunately, she could not leave the underworld. Now he could only go all the way to the end, solve the trouble in front of him first, and then go back to the Emperor of Heaven and the ancestors to find a solution.

When Yang Xiaochan saw the murderous intent in Wen Zhong's eyes, she knew that she was doomed. Just as she closed her eyes and waited for death, a figure appeared and blocked the attack. If Zhao Shanhe was here, he would recognize that the person was Yang Jian, the great demon-slaying general of Daliang Kingdom.

Yang Jian said, "Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun, you have crossed the line."

Wen Zhong looked at the man in front of him and said unwillingly, "Yang Jian, I am following orders."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's face darkened and he said coldly, "Whose orders did you follow? The Emperor of Heaven? He ordered you to kill my sister. So you acted on your own initiative. Then die."

Wen Zhong said, "Yang Jian, you are too arrogant. You want to kill me with just an incarnation."

"This incarnation is enough."