When he took a bite of that half pack of spicy sticks, Ao Zhong, who had been nonchalant just a moment ago, suddenly widened his eyes.
At this moment, he felt a surging flame erupted in his body, as if it was going to blow him up. It was on the verge of spewing out.
"This, this, this, such powerful energy, I can't hold it in anymore..."
"Ah!"
Finally, Sky Devouring Emperor Ao Zhong let out a roar as his hair stood on end and his entire face turned red.
"Wolf King, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing this, Ao Yun anxiously shouted.
"Huff, huff!"
Ao Zhong panted heavily, his crimson eyes sweeping around as he shouted, "Wife, wife, where's my wife?"
"Replying to the Wolf King, the Empress is in the rear palace."
Ao Yun quickly said.
Before his voice fell, Ao Zhong had already burst through the roof and flew towards the rear palace with a tremendous surge of energy.
In the rear palace.
The Empress was about to retire when she realized the door was suddenly smashed open and Sky Devouring Emperor charged in with his hair standing on end.
"Husband, what's going on with you?"
The Empress looked at Sky Devouring Emperor in surprise and let out an incredulous voice.
"Wife, don't speak, don't ask more, just lie down!"
As he spoke, the aura around Sky Devouring Emperor expanded to its limit. With a tearing sound, the clothes on his body instantly burst into shreds. Then with bloodshot eyes he pounced on his wife.
"Boom!"
"Boom boom!"
For a good half the night, the entire Sky Devouring Palace was in turmoil. Aside from Sky Devouring Emperor's sky-piercing aura from the Empress's palace, the sound of crumbling walls could be heard from time to time.
A long time after that, the fiery aura around Sky Devouring Emperor finally subsided, and his surroundings had become a mess of debris.
"Such a powerful thing! It actually has such tremendous effects!"
Recalling the immense power that had erupted in his body, Sky Devouring Emperor muttered in disbelief. Only then did he realize Ao Yun had not lied to him. The treasure his son Ao Qing brought back really could turn the tide.
Not only had he unknowingly broken through to the Half Deity Realm, at the peak of that energy surge, his combat power had soared to the Demon King level for a period of time.
The shock left him stunned for a long time.
When he finally came to his senses, he was horrified to find his wife lying amidst the debris, on her last breath.
"Ah!"
"Wife!"
"Wife, how are you?"
"Someone come quickly, hurry, save the Empress!"
Ao Zhong anxiously cried out and began shouting for help.
Seeing this, countless experts from Sky Devouring Palace rushed over. They were dumbstruck at the sight.
Sky Devouring Wolf Emperor.
Truly terrifying.
After hurriedly treating her, they found the Empress was unharmed. Only then did Ao Zhong tidy himself up and return to the main hall.
"Ao Yun, where's Ao Yun!"
He shouted loudly.
"I'm here, Your Majesty."
Ao Yun hurried over and respectfully presented the half pack of spicy sticks Ao Zhong had dropped earlier.
"Hahaha!"
Taking the half pack of spicy sticks, Ao Zhong laughed heartily and patted Ao Yun on the shoulder appreciatively. "Well done, Ao Yun, you've made great contributions!"
"Wolf King, I've done nothing. This is all thanks to the Third Prince." Ao Yun quickly said.
At this, Ao Zhong suddenly recalled his third son. Grabbing Ao Yun, he eagerly asked, "Earlier you said Qing'er had help from an expert to breakthrough Demon King. Is that true?"
"Absolutely true." Ao Yun said.
Hearing this, Ao Zhong was both shocked and delighted.
He was delighted that his useless son had actually surpassed him and become a Demon King.
But he was shocked by the expert behind him.
Just how powerful must one be to help that useless son breakthrough Demon King? And have the means to create such an unparalleled food!
Looking at the spicy sticks in his hand, he was astonished for a long time.
Then carefully put it away in a hidden pocket in his clothes, treasuring it like a precious gem.
Suddenly, he recalled something and hurriedly ran to the dungeons.
In the dungeon, Ao Jin was still imprisoned with shackles on his hands and feet. The bald head still bore a shoeprint.
"Bastard, who allowed you to imprison Jin!" Ao Zhong yelled as soon as he entered, "Why haven't you brought the keys yet?"
His men shuddered as they handed the keys to Ao Zhong, their expressions full of speechlessness.
Wasn't it you who ordered us to imprison him?
Of course, they didn't dare voice these words aloud.
After taking the keys, Ao Zhong beamed as he went to Ao Jin's side. First he removed the shackles, then gently patted the shoeprint on his bald head, grinning as he spoke, "Er, Jin, I was too hasty before. Don't take it to heart. Things are just as you said. Qing'er really is your prophesied savior. Your predictions were spot on!"
Hearing this, Ao Jin abruptly stood up, his whole body trembling as he asked, "Really?"
"Really, absolutely true. So I'm sorry for wronging you!" Ao Zhong quickly apologized.
"As long as my imperial bloodline is saved, that's good, that's good!"
With an excited cry filled with resentment at Ao Zhong, Ao Jin sat back down.
Then his head drooped down.
"Jin, Jin?"
Ao Zhong anxiously called out while placing his palm on Ao Jin's arm, sending spiritual energy into his body.
"Damn!"
Sensing Ao Jin's condition, Ao Zhong's face darkened as he slapped himself!
Clearly this old man had been beaten to death by him, but stubbornly clung to a breath due to unwillingness.
With a wave of his hand, he ordered his men to properly bury Ao Jin's body before leaving gloomily.
But in his heart, he felt extremely regretful.
To think he had beaten such an amazing diviner to death. If Ao Jin was kept by his side, who knows how much he could have helped.
Exiting the dungeon, he realized it was already light out.
"Report!"
"Replying to the Wolf King, the Red Sun Clan has come to attack!"
At this moment, a subordinate rushed over to loudly report.
"Good, you Red Sun Clan. Didn't expect you to deliver yourselves to my door. Do you really think I, Ao Zhong, am still the same as yesterday?"
"Send my orders, prepare to engage the enemy!"
With a loud shout, Ao Zhong stepped on air and flew straight towards the battlefield.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
