How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

"You damned beasts! If I don't tear you to pieces, I'll be letting down the Sun God's favor and nurturing!"

Covered in blood scabs and with broken bones and wings, the red-haired creature roared angrily and suddenly tore open the bars of the prison's fiery dungeon.

The black iron fence, which had originally been glowing with fluorescence, suddenly deformed and cracked under the pull of the red-haired ghost hand, and was crushed and torn to pieces.

He kicked open the prison door again, and the red-haired man's face was sinister. His face, which was already terrifying like a Rakshasa, was now covered with scars and bloodstains, making him even more ferocious and terrifying, like an evil spirit or ghost crawling out of hell.

Although he was still a living soul, the killing intent and resentful aura on his body were extremely solid, almost forming a curse-like aura that swirled around his red hair.

"Ahhh!"

With a furious roar, the red-haired man unleashed a powerful punch, shattering the walls of the fire prison. The already dilapidated prison was no match for the red-haired man's physical strength and was reduced to ruins.

Not satisfied with what he had done, the red-haired man looked fierce and menacing, his bloodshot eyes filled with blood vessels and a hint of madness.

If a low-level cultivator from the Temple of the Sun were here, seeing the red-haired man in such a state, he would surely be terrified and completely at a loss for what to do.

Red Hair himself possesses some Rakshasa blood. When enraged, he loses his mind and becomes like a madman, eating people alive. It is not uncommon for him to peel off people's hearts and livers while they are still alive.

He was infamous in the Temple of the Sun, and no one dared to cross him. Even those of equal strength dared not easily offend the Crimson Hair.

With crimson hair and bloodshot eyes, the Rakshasa skeleton, which was originally somewhat thin and ferocious, had swelled up to an enormous size, resembling a gigantic zombie. Blood scabs formed on its body, and its muscles bulged out in sections, making it incredibly savage.

At this moment, he held a strange statue in his hands. The statue was bizarre in shape, with a six-winged Rakshasa squatting on it, its blood-red mouth wide open, and drops of blood raining down on its body, exuding endless curses and deathly aura.

With each breath of death energy he inhaled, the red-haired man's torso expanded and grew stronger, his entire body turning a deep purple-red. His bronze-colored body was robust and powerful, radiating an aura of rage.

Damn it, you dead cow!

Just as the red-haired man felt his body's power expanding, he winced in pain, clutching his kidneys and cursing angrily.

In this Chiyang City, his true essence was also burned away, and he could only rely on his physical body. Just now, Li Muyun and the others, relying on their numbers, seven people and one ox, beat him up.

He was a powerful cultivator at the Refinement of Void Realm, and he had never suffered such humiliation. Even his most cherished red hair was forcibly torn off. If he did not avenge this humiliation, he would be unworthy of the title of Red-Haired Demon Lord!

call!

The red-haired man strode forward with a ferocious gait. As he emerged from the fiery prison, the fire slaves by the roadside had already lost their minds, standing there in a daze, looking utterly lost.

The red-haired man calmed down from his violent madness and looked around at the current state of Chiyang City with surprise.

Ever since Li Muyun exposed the city lord, the entire Chiyang City has been in a state of collapse, with many buildings crumbling to the ground. The restraints of the Fire Prison have also been weakening, making it easy to break open, and there are no fire slaves to restrain them.

Those people had already disappeared; they probably went to meet up with Li Muyun!

The thought of these people rekindled the resentment in Red Hair's heart, and he punched the motionless fire slave by the roadside, turning him into a bloody mist.

You piece of trash! You piece of trash!

The Rakshasa in the red-haired man's hand was even stranger. It stood up from its crouching position, emitting a shrill scream that shook the soul. Its six wings on its back expanded and spread out, revealing wings covered in bone spurs.

a ha ha ha!

A hint of unbearable discomfort appeared on the red-haired man's face, a look of pain on his face, yet also a sense of enjoyment. A moment later, under the catalysis of this Rakshasa, the three wings that had been broken off on his back suddenly grew back.

Bang bang bang!

One bone wing after another expanded out, piercing through flesh and blood, growing into eight large and slender bone wings. The Eight-Winged Rakshasa was thus restored to its rightful place!

Boom!

The red-haired man clenched his fist suddenly, his body moving like lightning. He took a step forward, his fist energy booming, thunderous sounds rolling, and in an instant, many sonic booms were created in the air.

The fact that he could mobilize such energy and produce such thunderous sounds with just his physical body shows just how much his physical body has expanded.

This Rakshasa artifact is a Kumanthong from the Rakshasa clan. It was created by sacrificing more than a dozen Rakshasa infants to successfully refine it into a ferocious creature. This ferocious creature's power to strengthen the physical body can even unleash the Rakshasa's eight-winged form.

He forcibly enhanced the bloodline spiritual power of the red-haired man, allowing him, who originally had only six wings, to reach the level of an eight-winged man.

You're all going to die now!

The red-haired creature suddenly spread its eight wings, stirring up a powerful, foul wind. With a flap of its wings, it soared into the air and flew towards the center of the city.

The strange changes in Chiyang City are definitely related to Li Muyun. When he was beaten to the point of near death, he saw Li Muyun being taken away by the fire slave.

The crimson-haired man's muscles bulged, powerful and explosive. His bronze skin was covered with blood scabs and runes. Eight wings flapped on his back, creating a howling wind. He crashed down like a falling meteor, slamming into the front of the Crimson Sun Palace.

With just a glance, he saw the culprit he had been thinking about: the six people and the big blue ox in front of the Chiyang Palace.

Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. Without a word, without even a roar or curse, the red-haired man moved like lightning, his eight wings spread wide, and pounced on the distant blue ox.

The giant blue ox was originally lying in front of the Crimson Sun Palace, chatting with the six women. They had all seen the Crimson Sun Palace collapse, but flames were constantly swirling around it, clearly indicating that it was a fiery space.

As expected, Li Muyun was pulled into that fiery space, and the others waited outside.

He was getting into the swing of things, nodding and swaying his head, about to recount how powerful and domineering he was when he was refining pills in the Heavenly Palace, saying that all the immortals treated him with utmost respect, and that he was truly a tyrant.

Unexpectedly, a foul gust of wind rushed towards him, and a fist slammed into his waist.

Hey!

The big blue ox's eyes suddenly bulged, veins on its forehead bulged, and its lips trembled uncontrollably. Struck by the punch, it convulsed and swayed, its legs went weak, and it was sent flying straight away, crashing into the ruins of the palace and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The red-haired man exuded a fierce aura and moved like lightning. With a single punch, he nearly killed the big blue ox, and only then did the others react.

He quickly drew his weapons, arranged them into a series of formations, and warily examined the red-haired man.

If the previous red-haired man's aura was like that of a weak little devil, the red-haired man before them was now a ferocious demon god, a vicious Rakshasa who had emerged from hell, whose aura was completely terrifying, like heaven and earth.

"Hahaha! You're all here! I'll treat you all well, and none of you will escape!"