The air was almost solid.
When Ji Yuan saw Fang Xin's aura change, her entire body's blood froze, as if she had been put under a immobilization spell.
The current Fang Xin was completely different from the Fang Xin she had just seen.
The previous Fang Xin at least retained a hint of humanity.
But the current Fang Xin's eyes were devoid of any humanity, like the Supreme God-King judging all beings.
Ma Fuxiao, lying on the ground, wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at Fang Xin in shock, bewildered by the sudden change.
He clearly hadn't expected Fang Xin to possess such a terrifying identity.
From the terrifying fluctuations emanating from Fang Xin and the words he had just spoken, both of them quickly realized something.
The King of Slaughter, whom everyone was searching for, was not far away, but right before their eyes!
Ji Yuan's throat bobbed.
He could sense that the King of Slaughter before him only had Level 9 Warrior strength.
But a fake, in front of the real one, was more or less insufficient.
It was an innate aura, a supreme presence of absolute authority that belonged only to the true King of Slaughter.
One second ago, Ji Yuan had been boastful and arrogant, speaking in the name of slaughter.
Now, seeing the true King of Slaughter, Ji Yuan was terrified. Recalling his earlier words, he now only wanted to raise his hands and shout, 'Everyone look at me, I have an announcement to make: I'm an idiot.'
Ji Yuan forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart, staring at Fang Xin.
His crimson tongue licked his lips.
Greed arose in his heart, and evil grew from his guts.
Although he was now half-crippled by that Bai Mao Zai, he still had Level 10 Warrior strength. And even if Fang Xin had summoned the King of Slaughter, he was only a Level 9 Warrior. Level 10 against Level 9, the advantage is mine!
If he could devour the King of Slaughter, wouldn't he then truly become the King of Slaughter himself?
As the saying goes, the bold get rich, the timid starve. Win, and it's luxury. Lose, and it's hard labor!
Ji Yuan's eyes greedily fixated on Fang Xin, making up his mind.
A mere Level 9 Warrior King of Slaughter, if not killed now, then when!
He immediately formed a hand seal!
"Boundless Blood Purgatory! Open!"
A bloody smell permeated the air.
The tips of the two giant tentacles behind Ji Yuan blossomed into two Manjusaka flowers filled with sharp teeth.
They resembled two enormous carnivorous plants, lunging towards Fang Xin.
Fang Xin remained seated on the blood-colored throne.
He propped his chin with one hand.
With the cold and ruthless disdain of a king on his face, he calmly uttered two words:
"Shenshu!"
Behind Fang Xin, a giant blood-red ring stood in the void. Within the blood-ring, Situ Shenshu had his hands clasped, a calm and serene smile on his face.
Situ Shenshu, with his handsome features and solemn demeanor, raised his hand and gently pressed it towards Ji Yuan from a distance.
Ji Yuan's face immediately changed drastically.
He clearly sensed that his strength had inexplicably dropped from Level 10 Warrior to Level 9 Warrior.
Ji Yuan was instantly stunned.
He immediately realized that this was the handsome monk's innate ability.
But such an ability was truly too heaven-defying.
The two carnivorous flowers had already reached Fang Xin.
But it was as if space had frozen.
They couldn't move forward even an inch.
Fang Xin raised his hand and pointed calmly.
Nine miniature Rings of Slaughter swirled around his fingertip.
Yet, even the miniature Rings of Slaughter carried a destructive and overbearing aura, directly piercing and exploding one of the carnivorous flowers.
A sharp sound echoed, and the giant tentacle that exploded was left with only half, retracting behind Ji Yuan with a flick.
The other tentacle also retreated behind Ji Yuan.
After a moment of hesitation, Ji Yuan's eyes revealed a fierce glint, "I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"
As he spoke, the half-tentacle that had exploded and broken earlier regrew new tentacles. The two tentacles emitted a purplish-red light, looking quite bizarre.
Ji Yuan spread his arms and slammed them onto the ground. The two giant tentacles also plunged into the ground.
In the cramped and narrow cave, Manjusaka flowers bloomed on the ground, walls, and ceiling, dazzling and enchanting, as if one had entered a magical world, causing a sense of trance.
But the next moment, those Manjusaka flowers spread towards Fang Xin, attempting to engulf him.
Each Manjusaka flower was like a leech, trying to suck all the blood from Fang Xin's body.
Fang Xin wore a smile, an expression like an adult watching a child wave his fists and arrogantly declare he would knock the adult down.
The Manjusaka flowers attached to Fang Xin's body became more vibrant and crimson as they absorbed his blood.
Ji Yuan's eyes burst with greedy light. As he devoured, his face also became flushed, and a power that made him tremble with excitement surged through his body. He felt as if he was about to succeed, transforming into the second generation King of Slaughter.
But unexpectedly, in the very next second, Fang Xin, who was submerged in a cluster of blooming flowers, chuckled softly.
"Essence blood is not meant to be devoured like that!"
The next moment!
The Manjusaka flowers, which were vibrant and alluring just a moment ago, instantly began to wither. The blood Fang Xin had absorbed began to flow back. Throughout the entire cave, all the Manjusaka flowers began to wither, and all the energy surged into Fang Xin's body.
Ji Yuan's half-body couldn't escape in time. In just an instant, Ji Yuan withered significantly. His entire face became sunken, his bones protruded, and he turned into skin and bones.
The two tentacles behind him also shriveled up.
Ji Yuan's domain, filled with Manjusaka flowers, broke apart in the cave, returning to the appearance of the dim, cramped basement.
Ji Yuan's earlier crazed and greedy expression was replaced by panic. A wail escaped Ji Yuan's throat.
He burned the last of his blood, a faint bloody light shimmering on his body, attempting to escape using a blood-escape technique.
Fang Xin played with a small Asura Tower in his hand.
The Asura Tower spun.
It flew out, rotating, and hovered above Ji Yuan, suddenly enlarging and directly enveloping Ji Yuan.
The Asura Tower swayed left and right, and Ji Yuan's frantic roars came from within, "Let me out, let me out!!!"
Fang Xin's gaze fell on the window of the seventh floor of the Asura Tower. Through the window, he could see a miniature version of Ji Yuan rushing around, attempting to break free from the Asura Tower's confinement.
His pupils suddenly burst with a crimson light even more intense than before.
Like two rays, they enveloped Ji Yuan.
He directly activated the mutated Eye of Divine Authority!
The frenzied Ji Yuan suddenly looked dazed. He froze in place, staring blankly in Fang Xin's direction.
Then his eyes regained clarity. He looked up, his gaze passing through the Asura Tower's window to Fang Xin, then prostrated himself on the ground, respectfully saying, "Ji Yuan greets the King of Slaughter!"
Fang Xin merely showed a disdainful smile.
He raised his hand and drew the Asura Tower into his grasp. As the Asura Tower spun, it became the length of a finger, and the blood-colored throne beneath him dissipated.
Fang Xin plopped onto a pile of books, his whole body trembling, breathing heavily.
He looked at the Asura Tower in his hand.
He had directly subdued Ji Yuan.
How delightful.
His gaze shifted to Ma Fuxiao on the other side.
The aftermath of the battle had shaken Ma Fuxiao to the other side, where he hit his head on the wall and passed out.
Fang Xin's gaze returned to Ji Yuan within the Asura Tower.
"Who injected you with the serum?"
Ji Yuan looked up and said.
