Chapter 971 New War
This is not only a huge gap in absolute strength, but also a huge gap in all aspects such as combat experience, skill level, and application of techniques!
Compared to this old monster who had lived for an unknown amount of time and weathered countless storms, Fang Yu's trump cards and methods ultimately seemed too immature and weak.

At this moment, Fang Yu realized his shortcomings.

Although he possessed a vast number of martial arts techniques, it was ultimately through accumulating a large number of techniques that one could advance to a higher level in martial arts.

In reality, his Yuan Ti Gong (元体功) is the result of a combination of five or six different techniques. It's equivalent to someone who has truly cultivated five or six different techniques, possessing a wide range of skills.

He, on the other hand, only possessed one method. Although it could be used separately, Fang Yu rarely had the opportunity to use those Yuan Body Techniques independently. This was because most of the Yuan Body Techniques had superior alternatives or even higher-level techniques, so there was no need for the Yuan Body Techniques to exert their power.

Therefore, in terms of countering the enemy, they are always at a disadvantage in terms of preparedness and resources.

For example, Fang Yu currently lacks the means to prevent the enemy from escaping.

Of course, once Ding Hui has figured out how to use the Black Mist Cage that Qianjin Xun obtained, this shortcoming will be made up for.

But right now, Fang Yu can only watch helplessly as others use their blocking methods, as his ability to counter such methods is quite limited.

"Now, let's see where you can run to!"

Seemingly because Li Xiaoyin's attack had achieved the desired perfect effect, a cold and stern look of triumph appeared on Ya Qingli's face, which was covered with fine scales. Her speed of rushing forward did not slow down at all; instead, it burst out with even more terrifying kinetic energy than before!
Even though the two were already very close, almost within reach, she showed no sign of stopping. Instead, carrying overwhelming killing intent and a terrifying aura that could crush everything, she charged towards Fang Yu like a meteorite crashing into the earth!

That posture showed no intention to stop and talk or anything else; it was clear that he was going to mercilessly and utterly obliterate Fang Yu on the spot with overwhelming force!
The problem is... the problem is...

"I don't even know you!!!"

Fang Yu roared silently in his heart.

That's right!

Because the distance was close enough, Fang Yu was finally able to clearly see the person's appearance.

The face was covered with dense, inhuman bluish-black scales, and the features were distorted and deformed due to excessive demonization, making it difficult to discern even the outline of a human. This appearance was just like that of a completely demonized demon warrior!
He desperately searched his memory, trying his best to recall when and where he had offended such a monster.

The result was—absolutely nothing! Utterly clueless!

Fang Yu was certain that he had never had any contact with this guy and did not know him at all.

After all, this guy calls himself the Lord of the Foolish Underworld. If Fang Yu had met such a big shot, he would definitely have remembered him.

Could it be that he's been killing demons for the Juemen sect lately, and ended up killing the family of the Lord of the Foolish Land? But he's doing this to rid the people of evil. This guy calls himself the Lord of the Foolish Land, so surely he has some demon friends he killed and is now seeking revenge?
Fang Yu was completely baffled; where exactly had he offended such a powerful figure?

However, there was no time for Fang Yu to continue thinking deeply. The suffocating and terrifying pressure brought by Ya Qingli had already surged in like a tangible tsunami, completely enveloping the entire space around Fang Yu.

At this moment, he felt like an insect sealed in amber, completely losing all possibility of dodging and escaping. His only choice was to fight to the death!
His expression instantly turned extremely serious, and Fang Yu finally realized that he was in a desperate situation.

When fighting monsters of this caliber, any侥幸心理 (a sense of complacency or wishful thinking) is fatal. You must use every last trick in the book, risking your life, to have even a slim chance of survival!

Therefore, there was no more hesitation!

"Demon...transformation!!!"

Bang! ! ! !

A sigh, seemingly from the abyss, resounded, and the stark white bone powder, as if ignited by an invisible force, exploded out of thin air! The demonic blood dormant within his body instantly boiled, surging and flowing to every limb and bone! Fang Yu's body emitted a teeth-grinding "crack" sound, its form drastically changing, and the Primordial Demon Body was completed in an instant!
Unleash your full power, without holding back!

He forced himself into a deep demonic state multiple times within a single day, far exceeding Fang Yu's initial expectations. At this moment, he could clearly feel that the degree of demonic transformation in his body was irreversibly increasing.

But given the current situation, there is nothing we can do but accept it; we have no other choice.

Facing such a formidable enemy, without activating his demonic transformation, there's virtually no chance of victory. Besides, he still has attribute points saved up, just in case. Now they're coming in handy; when it really comes down to it, these saved attribute points will be his lifeline!

Thinking of this, Fang Yu's emotions fluctuated.

He quickly scanned the remaining attribute points on the attribute panel before feeling a little relieved.

However… having used all his trump cards, Fang Yu had no idea how effective he could be against a human monster with a real combat power of 100,000. He even felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

After all, just risking his life to kill a Guardian Elder with 40,000 HP had already required him to use all his skills and narrowly escape death. Now, facing the clearly stronger Ya Qingli, he truly couldn't predict how long he could hold out.

But the enemy is already upon us, and the sword hangs over our heads! To not fight means to be instantly shattered to pieces!
Then, there is only one way: war!
Thinking back to the battle at Tianyuan Town, his health bar fluctuated wildly, but he managed to fight a powerful enemy thanks to his extremely high level of demonic transformation. Now, with more attribute points at his disposal, Fang Yu felt that he was not without a fighting chance!

and so……

"Come!!!"

Fang Yu let out a battle roar that tore through the sky, and with a sudden flick of his right hand, a ferocious pale bone blade sprang out from his arm bone, which he then gripped tightly in his other hand.

He raised the bone blade, its sharp tip pointing directly at the terrifying figure in front of him, his fierce fighting spirit mingling with the energy of the blazing sun soaring into the sky!

"Let me personally witness just how extraordinary and profound the power of the Lord of the Foolish Underworld in the capital has reached!!!"

Bang! ! ! !

An unprecedentedly violent aura, like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years, suddenly erupted from Fang Yu's body!
The golden-red and gray-white intertwined air waves rolled and roared, the surrounding space temperature soared wildly, the exaggeratedly hot air currents distorted the light, forming a scorching barrier, even impacting the all-pervasive, cold spatial sealing power, causing it to waver and flicker uncertainly.

This scene caught Ya Qingli's eye, immediately alerting her, but only for a moment.

"Not bad." Perhaps because the distance was close enough to control everything, or perhaps because she felt that the other party was already trapped, Ya Qingli restrained some of her outward killing intent, and her tone became unusually calm, even with a hint of scrutiny, as she praised her.

However, it was just a compliment.

Because the killing intent she released did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it continued to surge wildly on the original basis.

She continued slowly.

"but……"

Before the last syllable of her "but" had even finished, a sudden change occurred!
The blood-red figure representing Ya Qingli vanished from Fang Yu's direct view as if by magic! It wasn't just fast; it moved in a way that defied common sense and distorted visual perception, tracing a tricky and bizarre S-shaped path, appearing in front of Fang Yu's nose in an instant, as if by teleportation!
At this moment, Fang Yu was still in the posture of raising his sword and pointing straight ahead. Only his eyes, which looked somewhat strange due to his demonic transformation, were desperately turning downwards. His pupils contracted violently, indicating that his nerves were aware of the approaching extreme danger. However, his body's movements could not keep up with the speed of his thoughts at all!

This scene gave Fang Yu a cruel and despairing sense of familiarity.

In the past, he often relied on sudden bursts of speed or unpredictable movements to toy with opponents far weaker than himself. Back then, the horrified and unresponsive expressions on his enemies' faces were exactly the same as his current situation.

This time, however, the roles were completely reversed. He became the prey, mercilessly crushed by absolute speed, unable even to react...

How could... how could someone be so strong?!
Fang Yu was utterly shocked; the difference in strength was so vast that it seemed unbelievable to him.

Could it be that this guy really has 100,000 HP, and is truly such a terrifying existence?!
That's when...

Ya Qingli's voice suddenly rang in his ears, as if she had spoken his thoughts in an instant.

"The gap is too big."

Ya Qingli's expression was icy cold and devoid of any emotion. That sound of hell, like the murmur of a demon, gently yet clearly penetrated Fang Yu's ears, carrying a cold indifference like a death sentence.

Then, seemingly casually, a palm strike was delivered directly towards Fang Yu's chest.

The movement appeared slow, but in reality, it arrived in an instant like a phantom!

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
A terrifying explosion suddenly rang out!

It was clearly a palm strike, but the sound was like a massive ship crashing into an iceberg! The incredibly terrifying and condensed energy exploded like a tangible sound barrier in the narrow space between the two!

Boom, boom! ! !

The indescribable, terrifying sound waves were like a series of thunderclaps from the heavens, or like thousands of war drums beating simultaneously in his chest! Fang Yu felt his ears go deaf instantly, his mind go blank and buzzing, his vision suddenly blur and distort, and before he could even feel the pain, an extremely strange, empty feeling of nothingness came from his chest!
"Wow--!"

A large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed uncontrollably from Fang Yu's mouth, accompanied by violent coughing, and his entire body trembled violently uncontrollably.

The power of this palm strike had exceeded a certain limit, even causing his "digital life" characteristic, which he relied on to act with impunity, to produce a kind of illusion of "not being able to be completely transformed" for the first time. The real, death-defying pain and sense of nothingness crashed against his nerves like a tidal wave.

"-32123!"

A shockingly bright red injury figure, exaggerated to the point of being suffocating, popped up above his head.

Fang Yu's lips trembled uncontrollably. A bone-chilling cold, even colder than Ya Qingli's icy internal energy, instantly froze his heart.

The gap... is too big!! So big it's despairing!!
From Ya Qingli's perspective, the palm strike landed precisely on Fang Yu's chest, which was covered in withered bones. The seemingly solid, strange bone armor shattered and crumbled like fragile pottery the moment the palm struck it, not even having a moment to delay the force of the palm strike before exploding into dust with a loud "bang"!
Then, her palm strike, like a red-hot iron grinding solidified lard, penetrated without hindrance, easily shattering Fang Yu's skin and sternum, instantly destroying and obliterating his heart, lungs, and other internal organs! In the end, a shocking, gaping hole was left in the center of his chest!

One move, an absolute fatal wound, killing!
Ya Qingli's sneer intensified. She did not immediately pursue, but instead focused her attention on waiting for some anticipated change to occur.

Based on her understanding of demons, when a demon is disguised as a human, if it suffers a severe injury that could cause immediate death, its demonic form will violently tremble. This, combined with the rule of the broken human skin, will force it to "squeeze" out of the human skin and reveal its true form!

So, Ya Qingli is waiting! Waiting for—

Transform! Transform into your true demonic form!

This would ultimately verify her unwavering conjecture.

This person must be a subordinate sent by the envoy from the Demon Capital! He is a wicked villain who intends to wreak havoc on the Great Xia Dynasty! The Demon Capital is utterly despicable and cannot be trusted!

"If I can kill this fiend on the spot and force him to reveal his demonic form, and obtain irrefutable evidence... Fengtian Prefecture will surely recognize my achievements and judgment, and my position as prefect will be truly secure!"

That's right! Exactly! Everything is going according to plan!
Ya Qingli's mind was filled with these thoughts. Eager to make a contribution, her vigilance dropped to its lowest point after she assumed the other party had been "killed." Therefore, when two cold and powerful hands suddenly and silently landed on her shoulders, Ya Qingli was clearly startled, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Hands? Where did two hands come from?!

She subconsciously looked up.

Fang Yu, whose chest had been completely pierced and whose heart should have been shattered—simply dead—was staring intently at her with eyes burning with an eerie flame. His hands, which should have hung limply at his sides, were now gripping her shoulders like steel clamps!

How can it be? !
Ya Qingli looked astonished.

The two looked at each other.

Fang Yu's face, twisted by severe injuries and demonic transformation, suddenly broke into a blood-stained, crazed, and ferocious smile.

Then, before Ya Qingli could react, he suddenly tilted his head back and, with all the remaining strength in his body, slammed his forehead down like a heavy hammer into Ya Qingli's face, who was right in front of him!

The original body... stands with a hammerhead!
boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)

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