Wang Xuantian’s physique was superior to the Twelfth Body Tempering Realm, his body filled with overwhelming Demon Technique, supplemented by black mist. He adeptly evaded attacks using the profound mysteries of the Earth Element Divine Skill from the Five Elements Technique, while constantly grounding himself to absorb impact, and continuously consuming the Power of Fortune and Qi Blood to rapidly heal injuries in his deadly confrontation with Su Mu.

Crack!

Su Mu’s eyes sparkled, using his Inference Talent to sharply detect a flaw in Wang Xuantian’s defense. Without hesitation, he unleashed both spear and punch together. The immense Gang Force and Secret Realm Divine Power merged, and the Red Flame Spear swept out with the power of thunder, shattering the black mist and firmly striking Wang Xuantian’s body.

Immediately, Wang Xuantian spat out blood, letting out a muffled groan as his body was blasted and flew back, crashing heavily onto the battered city wall.

"Hiss, it’s Gang Force! Li Feiyu has already completed the Fifth Refining Force. How can he be this strong without even entering the Sixth Grade? With his current power, he is comparable to a Martial Artist whose Qi Blood flows like a river, isn’t he?"

The Lin Family Siblings felt chills run up their spines as they witnessed the scene before them. Especially shocking was seeing Su Mu’s terrifying Gang Force swirling around him, over an inch thick, fully resisting Wang Xuantian’s Fist Momentum, leaving them deeply apprehensive. Such unparalleled Power was simply inconceivable; their eyes were filled with a profound sense of dread.

On the battlefield, Su Mu once again blasted Wang Xuantian away. Wang Xuantian’s long black hair was disheveled, his body pouring blood, with muscles and bones shattered inside, looking extremely tragic. Beneath the blood-soaked surface were traces of admiration mixed with madness.

He hadn’t felt such an intense scent of death in a long time, and it emanated from Li Feiyu. He knew he could no longer hold back!

"Ha ha ha, today is truly entertaining! If this is your full power, you still won’t be able to kill me. You will only die by my hand, Celestial King Wang, today."

Wang Xuantian’s figure flew backward, surrounded by a raging surge of golden aura. He steadied himself in mid-air, then turned and rushed toward the Four Celestial Generals.

"Hmm?"

The Profound Celestial General’s pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could react, Wang Xuantian grabbed him by the neck with one arm like a chick, lifting his feet off the ground.

"Celestial King... What are you doing? Did you do something in my body?"

The Profound Celestial General’s expression was extremely frightened, seemingly realizing something. He struggled desperately, yet in front of Wang Xuantian, he couldn’t even move a finger.

Wang Xuantian held the Profound Celestial General by the throat, speaking coldly and indifferently, "These years, you have pledged loyalty to me, roaming freely in the land of Qingyun Three Counties, enjoying lavish riches. You once swore to go through fire and water for me; I once promised you would share blessings. And now... it’s time to fulfill the promise. Transform into my blood sacrifice and become part of me, live and die with me, and this will be your honor in this lifetime!"

"No, you can’t do this..."

The screams stopped abruptly, Wang Xuantian’s Fist Momentum surged, exerting fierce strength and directly crushing the Profound Celestial General. A trace of black Demon Flame suddenly rose from the black mist surrounding Wang Xuantian.

Instantaneously, the Demon Flame flowed around his body, seeming to transform into a pitch-black Armor. The demonic aura engulfed the Profound Celestial General’s body entirely, consuming his flesh, gaining fuel of flesh and blood. Wang Xuantian’s Demon Flame instantly soared, his already formidable aura beginning to rise further.

More shockingly, Wang Xuantian’s body, which had reversed back to a youthful appearance of twenty-five or twenty-six years, visibly became even younger with the naked eye. The last traces of white hair among his long hair faded, turning jet black and thick, his shattered muscles and bones healing, his broken teeth rapidly regrowing.

With each breath he took, Wang Xuantian transformed into a young man, seemingly not yet twenty, standing tall and handsome.

Even more alarming was the exuberant vitality within him, almost erupting, akin to a summer flower about to bloom, reaching the most radiant and brilliant moment of life, approaching its peak state.

The remaining three Celestial Generals watched this bizarre and terrifying scene, their scalps tingling with realization. Understanding that from the beginning, Wang Xuantian intended to turn all of them into blood sacrifices, as fuel for the Demon Flame.

"Thief Wang, you are so heartless! We sacrificed ourselves for you. Why slaughter us after gaining what you wanted?!"

"Spare me, Celestial King, spare my life. I’ll be your servant, working tirelessly for you!"

"Old thief, you will never die a good death!"

Some cursed, others screamed for mercy. Yet Wang Xuantian remained unmoved, his expression unchanged, effortlessly waving a hand to capture the three.

His cold, violent gaze, as rationality disappeared, swept over the three before softening slightly when it fell on the nearby Blind Swordsman and the burly man. His lips moved, sending a message that echoed in their ears.

"Third brother, fourth brother... you should leave first."