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Chapter 494: The New Emperor; The Genocide; The Call of the Blood River
The earth shook and the sky cracked.

In the blood realm, with the influx of a large amount of chaotic power, Mount Tibora is erupting violently.

Millions of tons of scarlet magma rushed into the sky, dark clouds rolled in, and it seemed as if there was a charcoal fire burning inside. The burning red light crossed a distance of tens of thousands of meters and sprinkled on Su Heng's angular face.

He stood in his own temple, at the window.

He was wearing a black robe with a golden dragon pattern on it, and in his hand he was waving a huge, heavy bronze wine jar with a beast face.

The wine inside was thick and blood-red, and as Su Heng turned his wrist, a creepy hissing sound was heard, and a little white smoke diffused from the mouth of the cup.

Su Heng took a sip of wine and narrowed his eyes.

The mental force as powerful and hard as burning red copper rolled outward, radiated, and instantly enveloped the entire blood world.

It was like a soft curtain was lifted, revealing the truer side of the world.

In the void where there was originally nothing.

At this moment, many white spots of light suddenly appeared, like meteors flying backwards, flying towards the huge treetops like green mountains in the distance, and gathered into brilliant ribbons in the air.

Each spot of light represents the soul of a demon.

The demon race is born with all kinds of incredible abilities, and their innate spiritual power is stronger than that of humans.

When they died, the remaining soul power was a great tonic for Su Heng.

Su Heng did not waste this last gift.

After the war.

He arranged for Lilith to carry the projection of Lingxu Daomu to the battlefield to collect.

She had done something similar once, and now it was easy for her to repeat it. As a large number of demonic souls were merged and swallowed by Su Heng, a chilling feeling spread through Su Heng's consciousness. He heard wailing and saw a terrifying vision of hell, where half-rotten and half-skeletal dead crawled out of the sea of ​​blood, roaring and demanding his life.

But Su Heng just thought it was a gentle breeze on his face.

He neither resisted nor dodged, and his whole body was shrouded in a layer of dark evil aura that seemed to be real.

When those illusions came within three meters of him, they disappeared like smoke, just like snow encountering the scorching sun.

Boom!

Following which a blazing white thunder fell from the sky.

The last piece of white light was swallowed up and absorbed by the Lingxu Daomu.

With a large amount of nutrients, the tree grew rapidly, its gnarled roots digging deep into the ground, like a rolling earth dragon, tearing the ground apart, and thick smoke rising. Amid the continuous loud noises, the thick trunks and forked branches were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the complex and verdant leaves rubbed against each other, and the overlapping sounds were like the tide.

The treetops that were originally level with the sky now completely rose into the clouds, leaving only vines glowing green hanging from the dark clouds, with giant dragons and hawks circling and crying nearby.

The changes in the Lingxu Daomu gradually stabilized, and the many illusions in front of Su Heng also disappeared.

He placed the bottle on the windowsill and turned around.

On the mirror-smooth marble floor, a plump and elegant woman was kneeling.

The long dark red hair was spread out like a cloak. At first glance, there were sharp shoulders, a slightly concave waist curve, and suddenly plump buttocks.

It reminded Su Heng of the mountains covered with maple leaves and fruits in autumn.

Su Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it with interest.

Tick ​​tock!

A drop of crystal clear sweat slid down the woman's white chin.

There was a slight sound on the floor.

Su Heng snorted and retracted his gaze, "Get up."

Ji Huaxi felt the iron-like majesty that enveloped the temple gradually dissipate, just as the darkness was dispelled by the firelight outside the window. She gasped twice, and then she felt a pain in her wrists and knees. Ji Huaxi slowly stood up from the ground, lowered her head, and her dark red hair fell from both sides of her cheeks like a waterfall.

She looked like a flame that was about to go out, completely shrouded in the shadow cast by Su Heng.

He lifted up the wine bottle beside him and gently shook the sticky and sweet liquid inside.

Su Heng smiled and said, "Let the past be the past. I don't take it to heart. On the contrary, I admire your courage and determination to be my enemy. Of course, if you can be stronger and not be as embarrassed as before, it will be even better, and it will make me happier."

Su Heng took a sip of wine, then took out another glass from the void, saluted from a distance towards the princess in front of him, and asked her if she wanted to have a sip.

Ji Huaxi shook his head.

"Thank you." She breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes dimmed, and she said, "Ji Xuance is dead."

"Really?" Su Heng grinned slightly, saying disapprovingly, "Anyway, he's just a puppet who doesn't care about anything."

"You should know that there were some minor conflicts between the Third Prince and me. Do you know why I spared his life and didn't kill him directly?"

Ji Huaxi shook her head gently, and her long hair spread out.

"I was originally planning to leave this matter to you. The scene of a sister and brother killing each other must be very interesting. But since he is already dead, let's leave it at that. And although dying at the hands of the enemy is a bit tragic, he can barely be considered a hero, which is much better than dying at your hands." Su Heng said jokingly.

Looking at the smile on Su Heng's face, Ji Huaxi suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

There was a rumbling sound of thunder outside the window, and flickering red light scattered through the glass inlaid with agate.

Ji Huaxi bit her lip. When saying these words, Su Heng never considered whether she would refuse. It was as if the words coming out of his mouth were the truth of the world, and his words would be followed by the law. As long as he opened his mouth, it would definitely be achieved.

But then I thought back to the scene on the battlefield before.

With such strength, Su Heng does have the confidence to do whatever he wants.

"That's not what I meant." Ji Huaxi sighed softly, raised his head, and said seriously, "Given the current situation, the empire no longer has any need to exist."

Unlike her brothers, she is not obsessed with power.

Whether Su Heng becomes the new emperor of the empire, or re-establishes a country on this land.

Ji Huaxi didn't care and was willing to provide all the help he could. This was also the main purpose of Ji Huaxi coming here to meet Su Heng. This farce should have an end, and there should also be a new beginning.

But what she never expected was.

Su Heng shook his head and said, "No!"

A scorching breath came towards her, and Su Heng's broad chest appeared in front of her.

An extremely strong hand gently brushed across her cheek, lifting the scattered hair to her ear.

The eldest princess's face was cold and smooth, like the finest jade, while the latter's fingers were like rough, burning copper pillars. When the two touched, Ji Huaxi felt as if he was being stared at by a beast in the forest, and there was a feeling of electricity all over his body. He froze and could not move, only his pupils could tremble slightly, creating ripples.

"Ji Xuance is dead, but you are still here. From now on, you are the king of the empire." Su Heng retracted his fingers and looked at Ji Huaxi as if he was looking at some precious and beautiful jewelry, with a satisfied look on his face. He said, "But here, you are my slave, an extension of my will, and you must carry out the orders I give you, do you understand?"

"But……"

Su Heng interrupted Ji Huaxi and said coldly, "No buts, this is an order." Ji Huaxi took a breath and said, "I understand."

"Well, go ahead." Su Heng nodded, "Clean up the mess in Zhongzhou first. If you have any requests later, I will send someone to contact you."

Ji Huaxi bowed slightly towards Su Heng, took two steps back, and walked to the middle of the temple before turning around and leaving.

When she reached the porch, the bronze door in front of her opened.

A few more people came outside.

Two groups of people passed by sideways, and the leader was Li Hongxiu.

Both of them seemed a little surprised, but they still nodded to each other politely.

Ji Huaxi noticed that behind Li Hongxiu was Panbala and two burly dragon guards. The dragon guards held a heavy black iron chain in their hands, which was tied to the face of a skinny demon boy. The boy had a dark complexion, pointed ears on both sides, messy hair, and a pair of brown eyes filled with frightening hatred.

She didn't have a good impression of the demons, but she couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Ji Huaxi left the temple directly, looking at the vast sky of the blood world outside and the huge flying dragon hovering in the dark clouds. Only then did she feel the heavy sense of oppression slightly dissipate from her heart. She sighed softly, and her figure flashed, disappearing from the square in front of the temple.

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Inside the temple.

Su Heng looked at the demon boy brought by Li Hongxiu and was a little confused. "What is this?"

"We have been investigating the entire continent these days. This is the last demon left in this world." Li Hongxiu replied with a smile on her face, "I think it would be more ceremonial to let you handle it, Master."

"You really can bring me some unexpected surprises." Su Heng chuckled, but he also thought that Li Hongxiu's idea was very interesting.

As a reward, he reached out and touched the latter's smooth and soft long hair.

boom!
Just at this time.

The chain that had been loose suddenly tightened.

The demon boy tied up there suddenly opened his mouth, his fangs bared from his dark purple lips.

The fangs flashed with a cold light, obviously carrying some kind of poison in their blood, and they bit towards Su Heng's thick wrist.

This demon boy looked very thin, but the power he suddenly burst out should not be underestimated. He was like a lion hunting, and even left an afterimage in the air.

The iron chain creaked, and even the dragon guard holding the rope shook slightly. But the war machines transformed by Su Heng had no mercy and reacted quickly. With a force of their arms, they fixed the demon boy in place. Then another dragon guard quickly stepped forward, pressed him to the ground, and forced him to kneel in front of Su Heng.

Because of the intense friction between the chain and the neck, blood oozed out from his lips.

He cursed loudly, "My ancestors will curse you in purgatory. One day, you will be burned by fire, eaten by vultures, and skinned and bones pulled out. The demon descendants will never perish!"

Pooh!
He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to spit bloody saliva at Su Heng.

But this attempt was unsuccessful. With a crisp click, the dragon guard next to him removed his jaw.

He was no longer able to speak, but even so, the boy still stared at him with eyes full of hatred, burning with a fire that seemed to be able to set the world on fire.

“Don’t you understand yet? If one day, we really meet in hell, you and your people will be killed by me again.” Su Heng grinned and reached out to gently pat the boy’s cheek.

The crisp sound echoed in the iron temple. No one around spoke, only the roar coming from outside.

"Bring me my wine glass." Su Heng gestured to the girl beside him.

Li Hongxiu walked forward obediently, took the wine bottle from the windowsill, and presented it with both hands.

Su Heng's smile turned cruel, and he took it with his hand. With a touch of strength, the already thick wine inside began to boil like magma, and there was a hissing sound. He hung the wine bottle above the boy's head and tilted it downwards. The scarlet and hot wine fell from the sky, covering the boy's head and flowing along his skin.

The wine that Su Heng could taste contained incredibly abundant energy, and was brewed with the blood of the strongest person in Changshengtian.

For those who are slightly weaker, it is undoubtedly extremely poisonous. In fact, in the whole world, apart from Su Heng, there are only a few people who can taste its deliciousness.

As the scarlet wine licked the boy's skin.

The latter's flesh and blood began to corrode, emitting pungent white smoke, while the wine gradually solidified into a liquid like molten metal.

The boy tried his best to endure and die with dignity, but he failed. When the burning wine corroded his skull into a honeycomb and penetrated into his brain, he inevitably screamed, the muscles on his face twitched, his pupils shook wildly, his limbs spasmed uncontrollably, and the sudden burst of power was so strong that even the two dragon guards who attacked at the same time could not hold back.

However, this kind of pain did not last long. Su Heng threw the empty wine glass on the ground, and the mist dissipated.

A terrifying sculpture appeared before everyone.

Its limbs were twisted grotesquely, half of its face had melted to reveal the bones inside, and the other half remained intact but with a crazy look. It looked like a sculpture used to worship evil gods, or a terrifying work created by a mad artist in a nightmare. Anyone who saw it would feel a chill in their heart.

His fingers gently ran along the traces of corrosion on the sculpture, feeling the strange touch of the mixture of flesh and metal.

Su Heng showed a satisfied smile on his face. "Put it at the entrance of the War Museum. I want everyone to see it."

"It's a genius idea to use this method to show off your martial arts." Panbala said shamelessly and flattered immediately.

"Boast? No, such evil deeds are not worth boasting about at all."

Su Heng shook his head and sneered, "I want my warriors and tribesmen to remember that this is the fate of the weak in this crazy world."

Hear these words.

Everyone fell silent, even Panbala lowered his head cautiously.

Su Heng raised his head, looked through the open door at the distant sky, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his demeanor was stern.

Li Hongxiu noticed that something seemed wrong with him and whispered, "What happened?"

Su Heng waved his hand, and the remaining people left with the sculpture.

Su Heng frowned slightly, "Remember what I told you before, the experiences that happened in the dream."

Li Hongxiu nodded, "Of course."

"When I killed that boy, I seemed to feel the call of the original blood river." Su Heng frowned slightly, with surprise on his face.

He seemed to have figured out the pattern of the appearance of the original blood river.

Last time called.

It was when a large number of humans were slaughtered to stop the spread of the divine plague.

This time, the original blood river appeared again after Su Heng had exterminated the entire demon race.

Combined with what the demon said in the Blood River Arena before, it is not difficult to guess that in order to enter the Blood River, one must slaughter people in the material world in order to qualify.

However, unlike the last time when he felt the sign during his retreat, the aura Su Heng felt this time was much stronger.

Thinking of his previous experience, Su Heng felt eager to try.

I left in such a hurry last time that I didn't get much useful information from that strange place. If I go back there this time, I must take this opportunity to explore it carefully.

I reorganized the outline at the end and basically there are no major problems. It was not easy QWQ;

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(End of this chapter)