I transmigrated to a chaotic world and became the sole player.

Feng Wuhen's figure completely blended into the surrounding surging demonic energy and night, like a true, undetectable breeze. He was already skilled in wind escape and concealment, and now, with the enhancement of the "Hidden Spirit Veil," he achieved near-perfect stealth in this demonic environment. If Lu Zhao hadn't used his powerful divine sense to lock onto his location beforehand, it would have been almost impossible to detect his presence.

Lu Zhao and his two assassins, like three cold rocks, lay in wait in a shadowy spot composed of decaying bones and charred rocks, about two miles from the core of the demonic area. They had suppressed all life force, their breathing almost stopped, only their eyes, like the sharpest eagles, were locked on their respective targets.

Time ticked by in the deathly silence and suffocating oppression. The thick demonic energy and the stench of blood in the air almost solidified. In the distance, shouts of battle and explosions could be faintly heard from the direction of Blackrock City, but in this core area of ​​the demonic tide, it seemed as if they came from another world.

Lu Zhao's gaze passed over the powerful, statue-like demons and landed on the black-robed figures sitting cross-legged. They seemed completely immersed in some kind of evil ritual, their blood-red auras connecting with the blood pools and pulsating tendrils beneath the demons, forming a bizarre cycle. The three leading black-robed figures possessed the deepest auras, one of whom was exceptionally tall, towering over the others even while seated. The blood-red aura around him was so dense it seemed tangible, and the oppressive aura he exuded clearly reached the level of a Pseudo-Core Formation cultivator!

"The Blood Bone Demon..." Lu Zhao's heart trembled. This person should be the true leader of this Netherworld Sect's operation, the master mentioned by the Yin Skull cultivator. If he could severely injure or even kill him, it would be a fatal blow to the Netherworld Sect and this demon.

But Lu Zhao knew very well that with their combined strength, it was a pipe dream to directly kill a pseudo-Core Formation Realm demon who was located at the core of a demonic entity and protected by an array. Their goal was to disrupt, to create chaos, to buy Black Rock City a chance to breathe, and to create an opportunity for Feng Wuhen's fatal blow.

He silently calculated Feng Wuhen's stealth progress. As agreed, the moment Feng Wuhen stealthily reached the optimal throwing position—near the three strongest black-robed men—and Lu Zhao launched his attack, drawing most of the attention, would be the moment Feng Wuhen made his move.

It's here! Lu Zhao keenly sensed a very faint, unnatural flow of demonic energy on the left. That was the signal that Feng Wuhen had taken his position!

It's now!

Lu Zhao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the aura he had been suppressing suddenly erupted like a dormant volcano! He no longer concealed himself, and his peak Foundation Establishment spiritual power, mixed with the Annihilation Dragon Qi and Dark Gold Dragon Qi, soared into the sky! Gray-gold and dark gold dual-colored flames rose around him, and a deep dragon roar faintly rang out, instantly dispersing the dense demonic energy within dozens of feet around him!

"Let's do it!"

With a sharp shout, Lu Zhao shot out from his hiding place like lightning. In mid-air, his longsword was already raised, and the dual dragon energy within his body surged into the sword! The clear sword was instantly covered with a layer of hazy, desolate light, and at the tip of the sword, a point of dark golden light flickered uncertainly, emitting a chilling sword intent that intertwined destruction and imperial power!

"Annihilation - Dragon Slayer!"

The sword was swung out, not with a magnificent sword aura, but with a fine gray-gold line condensed to the extreme, seemingly capable of cleaving space! The line was silent yet as fast as lightning, slashing straight at the black-robed figures sitting cross-legged to the right of the demonic figure, and... the empty eye socket on the demonic figure's hideous head, burning with dark red flames!

At the same time, two assassins leaped out and flung the Fiery Sun Talismans, already imbued with spiritual power, at the same area as if they were free! Dozens of Fiery Sun Talismans, like dozens of small suns, suddenly lit up in the demonic energy, releasing scorching, pure Fiery Sun True Fire, which had an extremely strong restraining effect on demonic energy, and transformed into a golden rain of fire that covered everything!

Lu Zhao's sudden outburst was like pouring cold water into a calm (if this place churning with demonic energy can be considered calm) oil pan, instantly igniting the entire scene!

"Enemy attack!!"

"How dare you!"

Most of the black-robed men who were sitting cross-legged and maintaining the ritual were caught off guard and were hit squarely by Lu Zhao's sword energy, which contained the dual meanings of annihilation and the Dragon Emperor, as well as the blazing true fire that followed!

*Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!* The Blazing Sun True Fire struck the dense demonic energy and blood-red light, producing a violent scorching sound and instantly clearing away a large area. Several black-robed figures in the early Foundation Establishment stage were caught off guard; their protective blood-red light was pierced by the Blazing Sun True Fire, and they screamed in agony as golden flames ignited on their bodies, instantly turning them into charred remains. Several others were struck by the aftershocks of Lu Zhao's "Silent Dragon Slayer" sword energy; their protective magical artifacts shattered like paper, and their bodies were severed in two as if cut by invisible blades. No blood flowed from the wounds; instead, they displayed an eerie, withered, and deathly color.

Chaos erupted on the right side of the demonic figure! The blood-red chains that had been maintaining the ritual fluctuated violently, and some even broke.

"roar--!!!"

The enormous demonic shadow also let out a deafening roar! Its massive head suddenly turned, and its "gaze," burning with dark red flames, instantly locked onto Lu Zhao! Attacked by an ant-like being, especially by the trace of annihilation intent contained in Lu Zhao's sword intent, and the dragon's might emanating from him that evoked both instinctive desire and disgust in it, this remnant soul of the demonic creature, which was just beginning to condense its consciousness, was thoroughly enraged!

Its one intact eye, burning with dark red flames, suddenly shone with a blinding blood light. A thick, dark red beam of light, condensed from viscous demonic blood and chaotic will, shot towards Lu Zhao like a judgment from the deepest hell! Wherever the beam passed, space distorted slightly, emanating a terrifying aura that froze the soul.

Lu Zhao was prepared. The instant the demonic gaze turned towards him, he used the "Dragon Soaring Step," his figure moving like a dragon soaring through the heavens. In the nick of time, he narrowly missed the edge of the dark red beam of light. The beam struck the spot where he had stood, instantly corroding the ground into a bottomless, hissing crater!

However, Lu Zhao had already achieved his goal. The attention of the demonic figure, as well as that of all the black-robed figures to its right and even the powerful demonic guards nearby, was completely drawn to his sudden and powerful attack!

Right now! To the left!

Feng Wuhen, who had been lurking in the shadows like a venomous snake, has made his move!

In that instant, his figure seemed to merge with the wind, so fast that only a faint, almost invisible afterimage remained! Just as the three strongest black-robed men (including the Blood Bone Demon) were startled by Lu Zhao's attack and subconsciously turned their gazes and divine senses to the right, Feng Wuhen appeared in mid-air less than thirty feet away from them!

"go!"

He let out a low shout, his arm muscles bulging, and with all his might, he launched three "Heavenly Thunderbolts" crackling with dangerous lightning in three directions with a mysterious technique—one towards the constantly pulsating "heart" of the demonic shadow, where a hint of deep darkness could be seen; one towards the center of the huge, boiling blood pool beneath the demonic shadow; and the last one directly towards the central open space where the three strongest black-robed men were sitting!

Under Feng Wuhen's exquisite control, the three Heavenly Thunderbolts arrived at their target almost simultaneously!

Only then did the three strongest men in black robes suddenly realize what was happening!

"Not good!" The tall, black-robed man in the center (the Blood Bone Demon) reacted the fastest, abruptly raising his head, his crimson eyes flashing with terrifying blood light, and he shouted sharply, "Stop him..."

However, it was too late.

The moment Feng Wuhen threw out the Heavenly Thunder Spear, he activated his strongest Wind Escape Technique. His figure transformed into a streak of azure light that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye, and he fled desperately in the direction he had come from! He even burned his life essence to push his speed to the limit, just to get away from the center of the impending destruction.

The moment the Blood Bone Demon uttered the words "stop"—

"boom!!!"

"boom!!!"

"boom!!!"

Three earth-shattering explosions erupted almost simultaneously in the core area of ​​the demonic shadow!

That was no ordinary explosion; it was a destructive energy containing the power of heavenly thunder and the extreme yang and strength, which suddenly erupted in the core of the extreme yin and evil demonic energy!

The first to explode was the one aimed at the demonic shadow's "heart." A blinding, all-purifying silver-white lightning bolt erupted from the demonic shadow's writhing, decaying flesh and heart! Countless thick, silver-white lightning snakes thrashed wildly, tearing apart and purifying everything in their path—demonic energy, flesh, and bones! The demonic shadow let out an unprecedented roar, a mixture of pain and rage. Its massive body convulsed and trembled violently. A huge, charred hole was blasted open at its heart, and dark red, foul-smelling blood gushed out like a fountain, mixed with countless twisted fragments of remnant souls, emitting silent wails.

Next came the one at the center of the blood pool. Lightning struck the boiling blood, instantly evaporating and purifying a large amount of viscous, dark red blood! The blood pool churned violently, like boiling oil, and countless incomplete demonic embryos composed of essence blood and resentment were reduced to ashes in the lightning. The vascular tentacles connecting the demonic shadows to the earth, providing them with energy and stability, writhed and snapped wildly like scalded earthworms! The very foundation of the "Nine Nether Blood Transformation Array" was severely damaged and disrupted.

Finally, there was the one in the middle of the three strongest black-robed figures. The power of this explosion was largely blocked by the blood-red shield formed by the three of them instinctively working together, but the shockwave from the burst of lightning still caused their blood to churn, forcing them to stagger backward and instantly severing the ritual seals they were maintaining. Several black-robed figures who were closer were directly engulfed by the aftershocks of the lightning, screaming as they turned to ashes.

The three Heavenly Thunderbolts exploded at the most crucial moment, when the Netherworld Sect was completely unprepared and had their attention largely drawn by Lu Zhao!

The effect is immediate!

"ah--!!!"

The demonic shadow let out a heart-wrenching roar filled with endless pain and rage. This roar was no longer just a sound, but contained a terrifying mental impact, like a tangible storm that swept across all directions! Those demons that were closer and slightly weaker, and even some black-robed figures, bled from all seven orifices under this mental impact, clutching their heads and howling in agony as they fell to the ground. Some even had their heads explode like watermelons!

Its massive body writhed and convulsed wildly, dark red blood mixed with lightning gushing from the blasted hole in its heart. Its aura weakened and became chaotic at a visible speed. The blood pool beneath it boiled, evaporated, and shrank, with most of its blood vessels and tentacles severing. The barely maintained process of fusion with the remnant soul of the demonic dragon was completely interrupted, even showing signs of backlash! The demonic shadow's aura became extremely unstable, fluctuating violently between the early Golden Core stage and the peak of the Pseudo-Core stage. Its dark red fiery eyes flickered erratically, filled with chaos and rage.

"Who?! Who is it?!" The Blood Bone Demon roared in fury (though he might not have any hair), his body erupting with crimson light. He unleashed the terrifying pressure of a Pseudo-Core Realm cultivator without reservation. His scarlet eyes, like those of a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey, instantly locked onto the back of Feng Wuhen, who was fleeing for his life and had already escaped several miles away, and... on the other side, Lu Zhao, who had just dodged the demonic attack and was about to retreat!

"Insects! You have ruined my Holy Church's grand plan! I will annihilate you all, condemning you to eternal damnation and a bloodbath!!"

The Blood Bone Demon was utterly enraged. The demonic dragon body he had painstakingly planned, expended countless efforts, and even sacrificed countless lives to initially condense was blasted away by this little bug that appeared out of nowhere with a few damned heavenly lightning bolts, causing a backlash from the fusion! How could he not hate and be furious?

He let out a fierce roar, ignoring the demonic shadow that had gone berserk and temporarily lost control due to its injuries. His figure transformed into a streak of blood-red light, carrying overwhelming killing intent, and rushed towards Lu Zhao! In his eyes, Lu Zhao was the mastermind, and that brat with dragon might who had taken the initiative to provoke him must be the first to die!

At the same time, two other black-robed men in the late Foundation Establishment stage also roared and led the remaining dozen or so black-robed men who could still move, as well as the demons around them who were affected by the mental shockwave of the demonic shadow and were in chaos. Some of them rushed towards the fleeing Feng Wuhen, while most of them followed the Blood Bone Old Demon and surrounded Lu Zhao with murderous intent!

The plan was half successful! The demonic shadow was injured, the ritual was interrupted, and the demonic tide lost its unified command, plunging into brief chaos. But... they had also thoroughly enraged the Netherworld Cult, especially that Blood Bone Demon, a pseudo-Core Formation realm cultivator!

Lu Zhao felt the terrifying killing intent behind him, like maggots clinging to his bones, getting closer and closer, as well as the black-robed men and demons closing in from all directions. Instead of fear, his face revealed a cold, almost insane determination.

"You want my life?" Lu Zhao turned around abruptly, facing the Blood Bone Demon rushing towards him. He unleashed his dual dragon energy without reservation! Gray-gold and dark-gold flames soared into the sky, faintly condensing behind him into a blurry, majestic, and destructive dragon-shaped phantom!

"Then let's give it a try!"

Instead of fleeing, he charged headlong into the overwhelming crimson light! His longsword pointed into the distance, the intent of annihilation and the Dragon Emperor reaching its peak!