After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

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"die!"

The word "death" seemed to be some kind of underworld magic. After it was spoken, Erlang Shen's spirit jolted, and everything went black. This was already considered to be due to Erlang Shen's strong will. If it were a normal person, this would have caused them to have a mental breakdown.

But this darkness was enough. The dragon-type demigod, having noticed the flaw in Erlang Shen's three-pointed double-edged sword, pounced on Erlang Shen. Erlang Shen's expression darkened. Just as Erlang Shen was preparing to exchange a minor injury for this dodge, a spark of fire appeared behind the dragon-type demigod.

Chapter 41 Resurrection

The dragon demigod's body is covered with dense dragon scales. These scales, like the evil scales of Lin'an Ru, have a defensive power that is difficult for normal creatures to match. Even when facing a tank's main cannon head-on, they can protect the body from damage.

Of course, such a powerful defense also has only one weakness, which is its Achilles' heel.

However, the rebellious scales of the Yazi that Zhou Yan encountered were inside its throat, the rebellious scales of the Pulao were in a place that only her husband could touch, while the rebellious scales of this dragon-type demigod were an inch behind his thigh, only half the size of a fingernail.

For anyone else, finding this place would be a struggle, even if they searched for a whole day. But for Zhou Yan, who was hiding, it was a bright path, like stars in the dark night.

With his omniscient eyesight and ability to stabilize his body through transformation, Zhou Yan pressed the sniper rifle he had obtained from Yang Jian on the third floor after spotting the opponent's weakness.

Nine flames exploded from the 7.62mm caliber bullet held by Zhou Yan. The cone-shaped sniper bullet, made with modern technology, tore through the air at a speed of 944 meters per second, traversed space, and struck the back of the dragon-type demigod's thigh after a time span of 0.1 seconds.

The first thing to break was the pants of the dragon-type demigod.

These pants are made of high-strength nanomaterials, which can protect against slashes and cuts from cold weapons, but they are still not enough when facing a sniper rifle. The contact points break apart like flour, and then become like dragon scales.

The dragon scales of the demigod Silong have transcended the scope of normal materials science, reaching the level of carrying extraordinary power. This extraordinary power protects them so that even a real sniper bullet can only produce a few sparks on them before sliding away.

However, the reverse scale, being the only weak point among the dragon scales, is so fragile that it rivals the hardest bones in a normal human body.

There was no reason why the bones of the Wu people could withstand sniper bullets, and in fact, the moment the sniper bullet hit the Reverse Scale, the Reverse Scale scattered and exploded, revealing the soft flesh behind the dragon scales.

The sniper bullet pierced the flesh.

The demigod, who was about to launch a fierce attack on Erlang Shen, paused.

The flesh and blood beneath the reverse scale is the nerve concentration point of a dragon-type demigod. If this place is hit, it's like a certain spot on the heroine's body in an adult film; once it's inside, the ending is decided.

The same was true for this demigod. After being struck in the reverse scale, all the scales on his body contracted, his breathing stopped, and all his supernatural powers and magic were temporarily cut off.

While they wouldn't actually transform from demigods into humans, at this point, the demigods would have lost about 90% of their combat power.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Erlang Shen, who was already prepared to be injured, gripped his three-pointed double-edged sword and swept the blade horizontally towards the demigod's neck.

With enough energy and spirit poured into it, everything before Erlang Shen's eyes underwent a transformation, giving the feeling that the whole world had slowed down.

Erlang Shen looks like he's looking at a slow-motion arrow.

Yang Jian clearly saw his three-pointed double-edged sword approaching the neck of the dragon-type demigod, which was covered by his collar, along the predetermined path.

Clothing made of nanomaterials is as thin and soft as tofu under the sharp edge of the artifact, and it shatters under the invasion of the three-pointed double-edged sword with almost no resistance.

The slight tremor, after touching the hair on the neck of the dragon demigod, traveled to the nerves of the hand holding the three-pointed double-edged sword, and then along the nerves to the brain.

Erlang Shen focused all his attention on this one strike. The high concentration of his mental energy allowed this battle-hardened war god to feel every unusual tremor in his arm blade.

Body hair, being delicate, was cleaved in two beneath the blade. In an almost imperceptible moment, the three-pointed, double-edged sword advanced with unwavering force, kissing the skin of the dragon-like demigod's neck. The skin was tough, but the blade, like a lover's deep kiss, was irresistibly passionate, easily prying open its lover's teeth and advancing deeper.

After the skin, muscles, nerves, and blood vessels were cut open. The texture of the three-pointed double-edged sword was very soft, with no resistance at all. As a divine weapon that could cut through the flesh of gods, the sharpness of the three-pointed double-edged sword was beyond doubt.

Then, a hard sensation emanated from the trembling of the hilt; it must be bone.

The cervical vertebrae of a person.

The bone was hard, but still no match for the three-pointed double-edged sword. After a brief pause, the blade continued its advance, slicing open the arm bone and leaving a small wound. (Nine)

Soon, soon.

Erlang Shen felt his three-pointed double-edged sword swiftly slice through the cervical vertebrae, the major blood vessels and nerves in the middle of the vertebrae, and then return to the flesh and blood of his neck.

The head of the dragon demigod flew off the edge of the three-pointed double-edged sword, drew a semi-circle in mid-air, rolled on the ground, and glared angrily.

Zhou Yan shouted from behind Erlang Shen. (The last line appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)

"He's not dead! Run!"

Demigods have terrifying vitality. Even without the divine power of a true god that allows for infinite resurrection, it is very difficult to kill them with mere physical attacks.

Erlang Shen cut open the demigod's head, but the demigod's vigorous life force was still burning.

Erlang Shen snorted, and after forcing back the charging ghost general with his three-pointed double-edged sword, he cut open the body of the dragon-type demigod, whose reverse scale had been broken, and minced all the spilled internal organs into mincemeat.

Even with this level of damage, the demigod still retains a strong vitality, but he will be in a recovery period for a long time.

Demigods lack divinity, and their recovery is subject to many limitations and requires a considerable amount of time.

The strongest demigod was now powerless to fight, so Erlang Shen had some extra energy to look at the ghost general who was still by his side. The ghost general's expression, hidden in the yin energy, changed several times before he turned his head and transformed into a streak of light and ran away.

Faint sounds could be heard coming from Zhou Yan's side.

"The highest palace of the divine sky, the Palace of Concentrated Spirit and Radiant Illumination. It gathers the primordial ancestral energy to divide the true essence, and responds to the wondrous Dao of nothingness to enlighten all. It sits above the nine heavens, governing all the heavens."

"Throughout the ten extremes, it governs all things. It proclaims the golden talisman to bestow light and relieve suffering, and extends its benevolence to nurture and sustain the people. Its grace extends to the very foundation of Heaven, and its benevolence extends throughout the vast calamities." (Seven)

"Great compassion and great vows, great holiness and great mercy. Jade Pure True King, Antarctic Longevity Emperor, Heavenly Venerable of the Primordial Saint." 4

Zhou Yan chanted at an extremely fast pace, and Erlang Shen didn't need Zhou Yan's prompting. When Zhou Yan reached the four characters "Yuqing Zhenwang," Erlang Shen threw his three-pointed, double-edged sword towards the fleeing ghost general. The sword blocked the ghost general's path, and the ghost general, intending to quickly dodge, was overwhelmed by an immense sense of danger as lightning engulfed him.

Yin energy and lightning intertwined, and a black shadow the size of a thumb flashed and disappeared in the lightning as thick as a thigh.

The lightning gradually dissipated. 9

Erlang Shen walked to where the three-pointed double-edged sword had fallen and picked it up.

A moment later, Zhou Yan, carrying a sniper rifle, walked out from behind Erlang Shen.

Erlang Shen spoke with his back to Zhou Yan. *Clang*

"That ghost general has escaped."

This ghost general seemed to possess the magic of escaping like a cicada shedding its skin; he fled the moment he was struck by the heavenly lightning. However, such a magic is very damaging, and Erlang Shen estimated that this ghost general wouldn't recover for at least a month or two.

Zhou Yan chuckled awkwardly.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm still too weak. If my awakening level were higher, how could I withstand this ghost general?"

If Zhou Yan's awakening level were above 20%, this ghost general could be easily killed by Zhou Yan's lightning magic.

Zhou Yan's thunder magic wasn't cast by the Thunder God, but directly by the Antarctic Longevity Emperor. He was born with the strongest thunder, and against evil spirits, it wasn't just a matter of restraint, it was practically invincible.

Erlang Shen sheathed his weapon, turned around, and looked down silently at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan took a step back.

Speaking of which, I think I just increased Erlang Shen's favorability, right?

Zhou Yan checked Erlang Shen's favorability rating just now, and it was 15%, but now it has reached 28%.

This level is more than strangers, but not quite friends.

So, it's probably possible that Erlang Shen wouldn't consider himself someone who could be bullied at will, right?

At least I don't have to lock myself up anymore, right?

Of course, none of these are important.

Zhou Yan asked tentatively.

"Hey Erlang, could you help me collect the Life Essence of the Ziwei Emperor?"

There's still time. Not even a day has passed. As long as Lin Ziwei's manhood isn't completely fried into mincemeat, the activity of her life essence should still be guaranteed.

Erlang Shen bypassed Zhou Yan and walked up to the dragon-type demigod he had just killed.

This demigod had no divine status, and after his body was missing, he could not be resurrected at the designated place. Therefore, after losing his teammates, the demigod's head stared at Erlang Shen with wide eyes.

He can only be resurrected by slowly reviving his broken body. Right now, he only has his head that can move. It's no exaggeration to say that he and Erlang Shen are now like a chopping board and a fish on a chopping board.

Erlang Shen spoke from his high and mighty position.

"I think any smart person should prove their worth at this time."

Only those with value have the right to search for "〖￥Ｑ∝:陑＂☆司蕗≌∝格不受虐刑".

Only the demigod's head remained silent.

Zhou Yan walked over and stared at the demigod's head.

Do you know what it feels like to be thrown into a cesspool?

The demigod glared at Zhou Yan with annoyance, and Zhou Yan said meaningfully.

"There are many tortures in this world that are unbearable. If you think you can withstand it, you can try to see how tough you are."

The demigod gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't think that just because you've defeated me you can act without restraint. Our organization has more than just me as a demigod. If you're willing to let me go, I can give you a quick death if anything happens in the future. But if you insist on torturing me, wait until my organization rescues me, and I'll make you regret ever being born!"

Zhou Yan walked away in one direction and waited to come back. He was already holding a dirty stray dog in his arms. He spread the stray dog's two hind legs apart and gently stroked the dog's belly.

The demigod glared angrily.

Zhou Yan found joy in it.

"Come on, little guy, take a piss..."

Zhou Yan started whistling.

The stray dog began to tighten its two hind paws, and it seemed that it wouldn't be surprising if it came out of the water at any time.

The demigod spoke with a complicated expression.

　"We obtained Lin Ziwei's heart in order to resurrect someone."

Zhou Yan put the stray dog away.

"Tell me, who will you resurrect?"

The demigod took a deep breath.

"Chi You..."

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Chapter Forty-Two: Torture

Chi You?

Chi You!

Chi You!?

These bastards want to resurrect Chi You?

Zhou Yan has already awakened, but his awakening level is still at 9%. At this level, if Zhou Yan were to stand in front of Chi You, he couldn't even imagine what Chi You would do to him!

Especially now that I'm a woman...

A hand landed on Zhou Yan's shoulder, and Erlang Shen, who was usually quiet, suddenly spoke.

He's lying to you.

Zhou Yan looked at Erlang Shen in astonishment.

Are you kidding us?

Erlang Shen stared intently at the demigod's head opposite him.

Do you know about the Soul-Capturing Technique?

Erlang Shen narrowed his eyes.

"Your body may have suffered much damage, but your soul remains intact..."

Erlang Shen knelt before the head of this demigod, grabbed the man's head with one hand, and tapped it a few times. The demigod then roared in anger.

"Our base in Cihe City is located in the Ocean Building."

The demigod didn't know what Erlang Shen had done, but when Erlang Shen pressed down on his head, he vaguely felt as if his soul had left his body.