Nine Star Hegemon Body Art

At the center of the battlefield, a golden goddess and a giant monkey wrestled for control over the golden staff. Their struggle reached a climax when the staff suddenly broke in the middle. Each of them pulled away with half, leaving countless onlookers stunned.

“How is this possible!?”

All the Heavenly Demon Golden Monkeys were dumbfounded. That golden staff was their race’s legacy divine weapon, a priceless treasure containing countless heroic spirits and the bloodline power of their ancestors. It was an artifact of immeasurable value—how could it break so easily?

The part in the golden goddess’s hand started to crack. Its runes dimmed, and fragments rained to the ground. The once-mighty weapon had become nothing more than scrap metal.

“Devouring power?”

Hou Tianwu’s expression shifted from shock to realization. After Bai Shishi had grasped the golden staff, he felt a deep, inexplicable fear. Now, he understood why.

The golden staff had struggled fiercely, trying to escape their grasp. In doing so, it had weakened Hou Tianwu's hold. Ironically, had he not gripped it with all his might, the staff might have been able to resist Bai Shishi’s devouring power on its own. But instead, their combined forces had shattered it.

Bai Shishi opened her palm. Golden powder trickled down, the final remnants of the golden staff scattering into the wind.

“This is the inheritance I obtained in the Heaven Vein Mystic Realm. Any rune containing metal energy is within my domain. I can devour or even assimilate its power.”

Bai Shishi’s voice echoed across the battlefield, sending waves of shock through the crowd. This ability was simply too monstrous.

Suddenly, Hou Tianwu threw his remaining half of the golden staff at Bai Shishi before retreating at full speed. The golden goddess caught the weapon, triggering a violent explosion of energy that sent her staggering back.

At the same moment, Hou Tianwu coughed up a mouthful of blood. The droplets transformed into a strange rune in the air, unleashing a terrifying Emperor aura that corroded the void itself. Without hesitation, he stuck his head into the hole and glanced back with a sinister sneer.

Hou Tianwu sneered, “Violet Pupil Nine Tail Fox, I’ll let you live a bit longer—”

Just then, a streak of divine light tore through the sky, striking the black hole. Hou Tianwu let out a bloodcurdling scream as a hole was blasted through his body, sending him tumbling out of the void.

Gasps of disbelief rippled through the battlefield. Everyone turned to see a towering figure in the distance.

“How is that possible?”

The Violet Pupil Nine Tail Fox, which had been on the verge of death just moments ago, now radiated overwhelming power. Bai Xiaole stood on its forehead, forming intricate hand seals. Their auras had merged into one.

With a cold smirk, Bai Xiaole declared, “To use Boss’s words… if I want to kill you, not even a Sovereign, let alone your father, could save you.”

The Violet Pupil Nine-Tail Fox’s eyes swirled with three spinning flowers. The space around Hou Tianwu twisted violently.

The heavily injured Hou Tianwu didn’t even have the chance to scream this time. He was devoured by this twisted space and exploded into a rain of blood.

After killing Hou Tianwu, the Violet Pupil Nine Tail Fox raised its head and roared. It was not only a victory cry, but also the signal of a counterattack.

…

“AHH!”

Far beyond the battlefield, outside the Heaven Vein Mystic Realm, a thunderous roar shattered the sky. An elder of the Heavenly Demon Golden Monkey race erupted with killing intent, his aura terrifying everyone around him.

Tens of thousands of Heavenly Demon Golden Monkey experts stood behind him, each a Divine Emperor at minimum. Even the weakest among them was a rank-six Divine Emperor.

“Race leader, what happened?!” asked one of the elders.

The elder’s furious roar echoed throughout heaven and earth. “Alert the entire alliance! Activate the spatial channels! The moment anyone detects the Dragonblood Legion, the dragon race, or the Wind God Sea Pavilion’s people, they are to be annihilated on sight! From this day forward, the Heavenly Demon Golden Monkey race cannot exist beneath the same heavens as them!”

…

Inside the Heaven Vein Mystic Realm, people stared at the explosion of blood—the final mark Hou Tianwu left in this world.

“Prince!”

The Heavenly Demon Golden Monkeys let out sorrowful cries when they saw this.

Little Nine’s cold voice cut through their sorrow. “Remember this pain, for what my Violet Pupil Nine-Tail Fox race has endured is a thousand times worse—no, ten thousand times worse!”

Nine beams of divine light shot out from its tails, slicing through the battlefield. The ground split apart, and in an instant, the remaining Heavenly Demon Golden Monkeys were obliterated.

“The demon race has been so arrogant these past years, and yet… is this all you have? How disappointing…”

A man wreathed in divine light strode forward, followed by an army of powerful experts. The divine energy radiating from him was suffocating, but what truly sent shockwaves through the battlefield was the sight behind him—thirteen heaven vein dragon qi swirling in his wake.

“Thirteen… thirteen heaven vein dragon qi! How is that possible?!” shouted an expert.

People’s eyes bulged. They had to look several times to confirm that they weren’t seeing things.

The crowd trembled in disbelief. Nine heaven veins had always been considered the peak, the ultimate limit of cultivation. But now, this man had shattered that belief.

“Fantian De!”

“The son of the human race’s strongest god, Lord Brahma!”

“Not son—disciple. Lord Brahma’s faith inheritance allows only eight disciples at a time, known as the Sons of Brahma. If one dies, a new one is chosen. Fantian De is one of those eight.”

“Are you saying a Son of Brahma can actually die?”

Countless experts whispered among themselves, their shock palpable. At this moment, the demon race’s troops hesitated mid-charge, their momentum faltering.

Even Xiang Tu and the four other demon leaders were visibly shaken. Fantian De had brazenly insulted the demon race, yet none of them dared to refute him. Their fury simmered, but those thirteen heaven vein dragon qi behind Fantian De were undeniable.

Hou Tianwu was dead—utterly annihilated. Even with his father’s protection, he had fallen. Without such a lifeline, they hesitated. Should they retreat or press forward?

“Dragonblood Legion, how much longer do you plan to keep up this act?” Fantian De asked, gazing at them disdainfully.

BOOM!

A deafening explosion shattered the silence, and the battle-axe of the demon leader facing Guo Ran disintegrated under a single, devastating punch.

As battle armor covered Guo Ran’s entire body, a powerful aura burst out of him. His opponent barely had time to register what had happened before a blood-colored saber sliced through the air. The next moment, his head flew off his shoulders in a crimson arc.

“Brothers, there’s no need to hold back any longer. It’s time to show the true power of the Dragonblood Legion!”

Guo Ran’s metallic roar echoed across the battlefield.

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