[ding! Check-in successful.]
[Check-in rewards: one Nether Prison Sky-Sealing Nail, three Nine-Turn Demon-Destroying Talismans, one Ten-Thousand-Mile Star-Chasing Boat, one Transcendence Aura Concealment Talisman, and an intelligence update: beneath the core of the Southern Sea Demon Nest, there is a sealed "Return-to-Void Rift," suspected to lead to the ruins of an ancient Southern Sea battlefield.]
Wang Hao's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the last piece of intelligence.
Return-to-Void Rift?
Ancient battlefield ruins?
This was no small thing.
Battlefields from the ancient era often meant remnants of emperor-grade artifacts, traces of world-destroying arrays, treasures of ancient sects, and even... lost opportunities for transcendence.
Of course, they could also mean an even bigger trap.
But Wang Hao had never been afraid of traps.
His greatest strength was turning traps into graves for others.
"Your Majesty, your smile is terrifying," the Heavenly Sword whispered nearby.
"Is it?" Wang Hao restrained his smile. "I think it looks fine."
"That's because you haven't looked in a mirror," the Heavenly Sword said seriously. "Right now, you look like a treacherous minister who just looted the imperial treasury."
Wang Hao couldn't be bothered to respond. He simply raised his hand.
A black iron nail appeared in his palm.
The nail was no more than three feet long, pitch-black all over, yet it carried a suppressing intent that made even heaven and earth tremble slightly. The moment it appeared, the surging demonic forces around them were pressed down half an inch, as if an invisible mountain had been dropped onto the entire island.
[Nether Prison Sky-Sealing Nail: Can be driven into a target's core, sealing its spatial circuits, recovery circuits, and escape circuits. Highly effective against demons below the Tenth Rank.]
Wang Hao read the description and smiled.
"This, I like."
"Sword-bitch."
"Here!"
"Stop eating for now. Help me drive this nail in."
The Heavenly Sword's eyes lit up at the order. Without a word, it transformed into a streak of black-gold sword light, charging straight toward the re-grown mass of flesh beneath the half-step Tenth Rank demon's main eyeball.
Its speed was so fast it was almost invisible to the naked eye.
The half-step Tenth Rank demon only saw a thin line of black light flash past. Then, from the wound that Wang Hao and the Purple Thunder Dragon had torn open earlier, a soul-rending pain suddenly erupted.
"ROOOAR!"
The demon's main body shuddered violently.
The Heavenly Sword flew backward out of the wound, its edge now carrying a black chain-like tendon. In that same instant, the Nether Prison Sky-Sealing Nail had been driven deep into the wound.
BOOM!
With the nail inside its body, the demon's aura came to a sudden halt.
Its colossal body was forcibly slowed by half a beat.
"It's working!" the Demon Lord's eyes blazed with cold light. "Its recovery speed is dropping!"
"Again."
Wang Hao's cold shout cut through the air.
He gave the demon no time to breathe. The Heaven-Prisoning Earth-Enveloping Palm strikes seven, eight, and nine were unleashed in rapid succession.
With the seventh palm, half the island shattered.
With the eighth, the main peak collapsed, and chunks of black crystal core exploded in droves.
When the ninth palm landed, all heaven and earth could see was a single platinum giant handprint, like an apocalyptic heavenly disc pressed down from above, slamming brutally into the demon's eyeball.
BOOM—!
This time, the main eyeball was finally smashed apart.
Black-green demonic fluids shot thousands of feet into the air.
"Excellent!" Ao Guang roared, his dragon claw tearing through the air to grab a whipping tentacle. "Keep grinding it down!"
The dragon clans, the Dark Legion, the border armies, and the naval forces—everyone pressed forward like madmen.
This was the first time Great Xia had truly carved deep into a half-step Tenth Rank demon's lair.
And it was the first time they saw this legendary monster, which was supposed to be near-invincible, actually get hurt, actually roar in fury, actually retreat.
"It's trying to sink the island!" Yue Ji suddenly shouted.
Sure enough, the demon's main body began sinking toward the seabed.
If it could submerge into the deep abyss, it would regain control over the terrain down there, and suppressing it would become ten times harder.
Wang Hao's eyes turned icy.
"Trying to run? Did you ask my permission?"
He raised his hand and waved.
"Ten-Thousand-Mile Star-Chasing Boat, out."
A cyan-gold ancient boat emerged from the void. Its hull was engraved with star patterns, its bow shaped like a dragon's head, its stern like a phoenix's tail. The moment it appeared, it automatically expanded to a hundred zhang in length and hovered above the island.
[Ten-Thousand-Mile Star-Chasing Boat: Can break through space and cross distances. Short-range target locking. Pursuit speed far exceeds Martial God realm flight.]
"This thing..." Han Shanyue was stunned. "Your Majesty, just how much more have you been hiding?"
"Enough that you'll never run out in your lifetime."
Wang Hao boarded the boat with a single leap, spinning the Heavenly Sword in his hand.
"Get on. We're chasing."
The ancient boat shook once and turned into a streak of cyan-gold light, carrying Wang Hao and the others hurtling straight toward the sinking demon main body.
The abyssal sea floor was torn open by a straight line of light.
The half-step Tenth Rank demon roared in fury, trying to rebuild its flesh through the earth's veins, but the Nether Prison Sky-Sealing Nail was lodged deep inside it, severing its most critical spatial circuits. The more it tried to repair itself, the more the seal backlash punished it, and the wounds only spread wider.
Wang Hao stood at the bow, black hair flying wildly, eyes as cold as the polar stars on a winter night.
"I told you, you're not getting away today."
"You wanted to raise soldiers?"
"Then I'll tear your soldiers to pieces."
He raised a hand and grabbed.
"Ninth-Turn Demon-Destroying Talisman. First one."
The talisman flew out and turned into nine crimson-gold chains that snaked around countless demon egg sacs incubating at the bottom of the sea.
"Second one."
"Third one."
Three talismans fired in rapid succession. The depths of the entire nest erupted into a series of earth-shaking explosions. Countless unhatched demon eggs burst apart in the talismanic flames, and black blood and slime mixed into a bubbling mess. The entire lair let out a convulsive, hysterical wail.
"Your Majesty..." He Lanyue watched with his scalp tingling. "This is just too ruthless."
Wang Hao said flatly, "There's no such thing as 'too ruthless' in war."
"Besides, it struck first."
"I'm just defending myself."
Everyone: "..."
You call this self-defense?
The half-step Tenth Rank demon was pushed into complete madness.
It ignored its injuries and forcibly tore open the bottom layer of its nest, trying to escape through the Return-to-Void Rift into a deeper spatial layer. Darkness engulfed everything in an instant. The seabed gaped open like a colossal mouth leading to a bottomless abyss.
"Damn it!" the Demon Lord's face changed.
"Not damn it."
Wang Hao's calm was terrifying.
He raised his hand, putting away the final reward without using it, and instead turned his attention to the system intelligence.
Return-to-Void Rift.
Ancient battlefield ruins.
His eyes slowly lit up, like a cat that had just spotted a particularly entertaining prey.
"So that's it."
"Beneath your lair, there's an ancient battlefield connected?"
"Perfect."
"I'll send you down there to reunite with your ancestors."
Before the words died out, a pale gold talisman appeared in Wang Hao's hand.
This was no ordinary talisman. It was the Transcendence Aura Concealment Talisman.
He pressed it against his chest and pushed all of his divine sense down toward the seabed's Return-to-Void Rift.
The next second, his entire aura vanished from everyone's sight, as if he had simply evaporated from the world.
"Your Majesty?!" Wei Zhongxian nearly scared his soul out of his body.
But before anyone could even react, a golden sword light slashed down along the edge of the Return-to-Void Rift.
And Wang Hao's voice came coldly from beneath the rift:
"Don't just stand there."
"Follow me. We're fighting our way in."
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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!
