After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

The long sword in his hand, the magical weapon that had accompanied him for many years, suddenly broke in half, and half of the blade fell to the ground with a clang!

"impossible……"

Li Heng fell heavily to the ground more than ten meters away, struggling to get up, but his body wouldn't obey him.

He looked down at the web of his hand where he was gripping the broken knife; it was completely torn open, dripping with blood, and his entire arm was twisting abnormally.

He looked up in disbelief at the figure bathed in smoke and dust.

how come?

How could this be?

The power I gained by burning my life force...

He actually defeated them head-on with a single punch?!

This guy just swallowed the essence blood!

How could he possibly unleash such terrifying power in such a short time?!

This is unreasonable!

This should never be!

Li Heng's eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

He looked at Chen Yun as if he were looking at a real monster.

Chen Yun, however, did not give him much time to think.

"Now……"

Chen Yun slowly lowered his fist, feeling the wound visibly wriggling and healing under the nourishment of the domineering power within his body.

He walked step by step toward Li Heng, who had fallen to the ground.

He walked very slowly, because every step was accompanied by excruciating pain as if his veins were being torn apart.

But he walked very steadily.

Because the balance of power has been reversed!

"It's my turn."

Chen Yun's voice, hoarse and deep, with a metallic quality, echoed in the deathly silent valley.

With each step he took, the pebbles beneath his feet seemed to transform into steel needles, piercing his veins.

The power brought by the essence blood of the king beast was extremely violent, like boiling magma, rampaging through his limbs and bones, tearing, destroying, and then reshaping in an even more savage way.

Chen Yun's face twitched slightly in pain, but his gaze toward Li Heng was icy cold, devoid of any warmth.

He slowly approached, step by step, dragging his aching body.

The heavy footsteps echoed in the deathly silent valley, like the death knell tolling, each strike striking Li Heng's heart.

Li Heng lay on the ground, his chest heaving violently, each breath aggravating his broken ribs, his throat filled with a metallic, sweet taste.

The world spun in his eyes, and the figure that was slowly walking towards him was stretched into a blurry and hideous demonic shadow in his unfocused pupils.

Fear, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around his heart, chilling him to the bone.

But he doesn't want to die.

He must not die here!

"Cough...cough..."

Li Heng coughed up two mouthfuls of bloody foam with difficulty, using all his strength to make his voice sound less trembling, "You...you're not human...you swallowed the essence blood of the King Beast...how could you...cough...how could you still be alive..."

He is speaking.

He is stalling for time.

Even if he can only gain a little more breath, the secret technique within his body can restore a little more power.

At the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he subtly glanced at the few terrified fellow disciples in the distance.

His right little finger twitched slightly at a specific frequency in the dust, unnoticed by anyone.

That was the Blood Demon Sect's coded signal for help!

help me!

Help me!

If I can hold him back for even a moment, I...

I still have a chance!

The Blood Demon Sect disciples in the distance naturally saw Li Heng's desperate eyes and the faint signal.

They are not blind.

Senior Brother Li is calling for help!

One of the disciples instinctively gripped the hilt of his sword, his palms sweating profusely.

To go or not to go?

Reason told him that Li Heng was an elite member of the inner sect and the leader of their operation. Saving him would surely bring a great reward upon their return to the sect.

but……

He looked up at the man named Chen Yun.

That person, with his bare hands, shattered Senior Brother Li's life-burning sword with a single punch!

The broken magic knife lay not far away, its cut as smooth as a mirror, silently mocking their overestimation of their abilities.

Is this something a human can do?

This is nothing but a ferocious beast in human skin!

Rushing in now is no different from suicide!

"Gudong."

Another disciple nervously swallowed, his feet moving uncontrollably...

He took half a step back.

This small step seems to be contagious.

The others, without tacit agreement, all kept a little distance from the carnage ahead.

Their silence, their retreat, is the clearest answer.

Li Heng's heart sank to the bottom, little by little.

It’s over.

These useless bastards...

Chen Yun stopped in his tracks.

He stood before Li Heng, looking down at him, his enormous shadow completely enveloping Li Heng.

He heard Li Heng's weak question, saw the fleeting calculation in the depths of his eyes, and didn't miss the subtle movements of the few "loyal" Blood Demon Sect disciples in the distance.

All of this seemed so ridiculous to him.

"Ah."

A very soft, cold laugh escaped from Chen Yun's throat.

He couldn't even be bothered to answer Li Heng's questions.

The next second, he suddenly raised his right foot!

His own blood and dust still clung to that foot, but now it was infused with the beast's savage and unreasonable strength!

"Do not--!"

Li Heng's pupils suddenly contracted, and for the first time, his face revealed pure, undisguised terror!

He tried to hide and struggle, but his body was like a lump of mud, completely unresponsive!

"Crack——!"

A sickeningly sharp crack of bone breaking echoed clearly throughout the entire valley!

Chen Yun's foot landed heavily on Li Heng's chest.

Li Heng's chest caved in instantly, in a way that was visible to the naked eye!

"Pooh!"

A large mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of Li Heng's mouth, splattering all over Chen Yun's legs.

His body suddenly arched, then slumped softly to the ground, his limbs twitched twice, and then he remained completely still.

The light in his eyes quickly faded.

All the scheming, struggles, and hopes were crushed under that one stomp.

He completely lost the ability to resist and became a living corpse that could only breathe.

Chen Yun slowly withdrew his foot, but the violent killing intent in his chest did not subside.

He did not immediately snap Li Heng's neck.

Murder is too easy.

He was even more curious about where the power this guy had unleashed earlier came from.

That power was cold, sinister, and carried the aura of burning life; it was definitely not a righteous cultivation method.

Chen Yun squatted down.

This simple action aggravated his injuries once again, and a tearing pain made him groan.

But he didn't care.

He stretched out his right hand, with its distinct knuckles and bloodied flesh, and ripped open Li Heng's blood-soaked clothes.

"His!"

The cloth was torn to shreds.

A pendant, exposed to the air.

It was a completely black pendant, made of an unknown material, neither gold nor stone, and felt cold to the touch. Its surface was covered with twisted, eerie blood-red runes.