Paradise of Demonic Gods

The Evil God Tribe’s warrior revealed a look of despair, and the fury in its heart seemed to have been drenched by cold water. The Enraged Intent that soared into the sky started to become smaller and weaker.

Looking at the majestic figure in the silver light, the Evil God Tribe’s warrior raised its fist and kept on trembling, finding it hard to even clench its fist.

At this moment, the courage it had summoned up in an impulse completely disappeared. Many legends, history, and myths continuously appeared in its mind, telling the warrior that it was impossible to win against this opponent.

’It’s impossible... I really can’t do it... To defeat an existence like this... I really can’t do it.’

It revealed an extremely regretful expression, regretting having left the Red River and arriving to this world.

Looking at the Evil God Tribe’s warrior before him, Fang Xingjian raised his palm once again, pushing out toward the warrior gently.

"Insignificant ant, why do you resist?"

At the next moment, a huge palm came descending from the sky. No, it did not descend from the sky. Instead, it descended from beyond the sky.

As the palm continued to advance forward, the space seemed to distort like a thin film being clenched.

This scene made it seem as if the entire small world was contained within a balloon while the huge palm was outside the balloon. The palm plunged down directly, grabbing the small world. It used an unimaginably huge force to crush the entirety of the small world, compressing it to the extent that it was being deformed incessantly.

Each of the five fingers was like a huge pillar pierced through the heavens, plunging down from beyond the skies. The fingers pressed down on the small world like it was a plastic film.

The space where the small world was in seemed to start breaking down.

"He’s going to destroy the entire small world!"

"Oh, god! Stop!"

The crowd immediately broke into a commotion, and many people were shocked out of their wits by this world-shaking attack which could destroy the world.

Looking at this scene dazedly, the Evil God Tribe’s warrior felt like it was a small bug being gripped tightly in its opponent’s hand. There was no opportunity for it to escape.

The warrior continued to stand in void space dazedly. It watched as the huge hand, which was clenching down on the entire world and the space where the ritual was, descend from beyond the skies.

The Evil God Tribe’s warrior’s body started to tremble. An immense fear kept on attacking its heart, filling its body up from head to toe with a shivers.

The warrior wanted to resist and fight to the bitter end until the very last moment.

However, Fang Xingjian’s displayed power and his identity seemed to possess a magical power that lingered in the warrior’s heart. It was unable to unleash any power to strike, nor was it able to summon any will to resist.

Instead, it just clenched both its fists tightly, seeming to have sunk into a struggle.

Fang Xingjian looked at the Evil God Tribe’s warrior and crossed his arms before his chest as he stood amidst the silver light and said indifferently, "Aren’t you running any more, little lizard?"

The eyes of the Evil God Tribe’s warrior suddenly gleamed with a hint of fury, and the warrior shivered slightly. However, it retreated explosively at superluminal speed at the next moment.

The direction it retreated toward was where the blood-colored vortex was located.

The entrance to the Red River was the entrance through which it had entered this world. When the Gold Mage King closed the Divine Country, the vortex had also fallen into the space of this small world. As the warrior retreated explosively, it instantly sank into the blood-colored vortex, attempting to dart into the Red River and flee.

However, when half of its body entered the vortex, it came to an abrupt stop. It turned to look at the silver figure in the sky and suddenly said, "I was almost deceived by you.

"If Li Anping wishes to kill me, it’ll take just a single thought. How could it possibly take this long?

"And from the beginning to the end, I haven’t been hurt in the slightest nor did I deplete any energy. Your ability can’t change the situation in someone else’s body, can it?"

As the warrior said this, the corner of its lips curled up into a brutal smile. "Lad, no matter who you are, you’re doomed."

Right after, it dashed out and once again appeared before Fang Xingjian. Yet as it struck out its fist, the Fang Xingjian before him disappeared like an illusion.

"Are you sure you haven’t been deceived?"

"What?" The Evil God Tribe’s warrior frowned. At the next moment, there was no longer any sight of the space with the Imperial Capital nor of Fang Xingjian.

Everywhere in sight was a seething sea of blood. The warrior had clearly returned to the Red River that ran through countless universes and space.

’When did I come back?

’Damn it!’

It turned to see that the gates, which had been opened earlier, had now closed quietly. It dashed over at superluminal speed but was only able to brush against the afterimage of the blood-colored vortex. In the end, it could only let out a deafening howl toward where the blood-colored vortex had been located.

"Ahh!!!!

"I’m going to kill you!

"100 years! 1,000 years! 10,000 years! No matter how long it takes, I’ll definitely find you! I’ll find the world you’re located in and kill you completely! I’ll destroy your world completely!"

Under everyone’s gaze, the huge palm came down from beyond the sky and grabbed onto the small world.

Concurrently, a voice rang out in the minds of the Black Mage King and the Gold Mage King.

"Close the entrance to that blood-colored vortex. I’m going to close the doors and beat up the dogs 1 ."

The countenances of the two Mage Kings turned solemn. Although their eyes were still filled with bewilderment, Fang Xingjian’s current prowess was too great. The two of them frowned after hearing what Fang Xingjian said, but they still did as he ordered and closed the entrance of the blood-colored vortex.

Meanwhile, at this moment, the real Evil God Tribe’s warrior had already entered the Red River.

Under everyone’s gaze, before the huge hand clenched tightly, its violent power had already traversed across space and annihilated the Evil God Tribe’s warrior entirely, leaving not a trace behind.

There was only a single thought that seethed in the minds of the crowd who watched this battle from the beginning to the end.

"Invincible," Yue Shan said dazedly. "With this power, even if all the experts in the world were to join forces, they won’t be able to win. Fang Xingjian... he is already invincible."

Yue Xianru, Charlot, and the others stared at the Fang Xingjian in the sky like they were looking at a god in the heavens. Their eyes were filled with admiration.

The First Prince fell onto the ground expressionlessly as he looked at the scene in the sky. Suddenly, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

If he had known a long time ago that Fang Xingjian would reach this level today, how could he possibly have kept treating Fang Xingjian as his enemy?

Right now, all of the Krieg royal family in the Imperial Capital had been wiped out, and he was only left with 5% of his powers. His heart was filled with great feelings of regret.

Just then, Fang Xingjian’s gaze swept out toward the Black Mage King, the Gold Mage King, and Fang Xingchen.

"Is the Mage Association still going to put up a desperate attempt to resist?"

The Black Mage King frowned and said in a soft voice, "Fang Xingjian, since you’re already this amazing, then from today onward, the people from our Mage Association will keep our distance when we see you in the future."

Although there was still doubt in the Gold Mage King’s eyes, he did not say anything, seemingly in agreement with the Black Mage King’s decision.

Fang Xingchen’s expression was twisted, and his fists were clenched tightly. However, he could not say a single word.

The huge hand beyond the skies seemed as if it was clenching onto his heart. The scene of the Evil god being wiped out completely had been deeply engraved into his mind, making it hard for him to summon any will to resist.

Everyone looked over. Right now, under the gaze of the many experts, Fang Xingjian was already an invincible existence. Before him, even the Mage Association was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot 2 .

Still, seeing that a single word from Fang Xingjian had managed to force the Black Mage King to surrender, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Despite this, Fang Xingjian was still dissatisfied with the Black Mage King’s reply. His eyes narrowed, and the sky suddenly darkened. The huge hand once again clenched the small world tightly like it would destroy the world at any moment.

"What I want isn’t for you to keep your distance. What I want is for you to become my servant."