Come On, Son! You Got to Breakthrough Now!-Chapter 512 - 336 Deceit Servant

Black mist pervades.

Devouring heavens and earth.

The once grand city, home to millions, is now utterly silent, countless corpses drained of their Essence Blood, stacked into a Corpse Pile in the city’s center.

Atop the Corpse Pile.

Lies a throne forged from bones.

A majestic yet bizarre figure sits on the throne, emanating a chilling aura, the corpses within the Corpse Pile twist in grotesque ways, shocking all who witness.

If a strong member of the Qin Family were here, they would recognize the figure seated upon the throne of bones as the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor they have been desperately seeking.

At this moment.

A powerful presence approaches from outside the city, followed by overwhelming power tearing through the black mist, exposing the Corpse Pile formed by millions of souls to the air.

"Vile creature, dare to slaughter millions from the Human Clan to form a Corpse Pile? Today, I will act on behalf of the heavens and slay you, Evil Spirit!"

The speaker is a formidable figure on the verge of the Semi-Saint Realm.

Upon seeing the Corpse Pile, fury instantly emerges on the figure’s face.

Behind the Human Clan’s Semi-Saint, numerous Dao Palace Realm cultivators appear.

"Human Clan... haha, merely Blood Food!"

Atop the Corpse Pile, the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor raises his eyes to the void, his crimson eyes revealing a bizarre gleam, and his monstrous face displays a terrifying, ghastly grin.

Upon hearing this.

The Human Clan’s Semi-Saint and other Dao Palace Realm cultivators visibly change in countenance.

Immediately.

These cultivators cease to speak, launching directly at the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor.

But in the following breath.

Before these attacks could touch the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor, they vanish without a trace.

Subsequently.

The Deceitful Heavenly Emperor abruptly rises, terrifying pressure sweeps like a tide, shattering and cracking every space it touches, causing the Semi-Saint and other cultivators to tremble, coughing blood as they retreat.

"No—"

The Human Clan’s Semi-Saint’s pupils suddenly constrict, his gaze towards the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor filled with fear.

Just by aura alone, he could suppress us all; this Evil Spirit is at least a Middle natural disaster-level entity, rivaling a Saint Realm power.

Possibly even a step higher, reaching Upper natural disaster rank, equaling a Great Saint in strength.

As for a higher-level Destruction rank.

This Human Clan Semi-Saint dares not to imagine.

Regardless if it’s Middle natural disaster or Upper natural disaster, it’s not something we can contend with.

However.

At that moment.

The Human Clan Semi-Saint’s body suddenly stilled; an azure-black hand had quietly covered the top of his head.

Afterward.

The Semi-Saint’s head was effortlessly removed, blood gushing from the severed neck, the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor grabbed the corpse, ravenously devouring the blood.

Witnessing this scene, the other cultivators felt as if plunged into an ice cellar, terror etched on their faces.

At this moment.

They all secretly regretted.

They never imagined the Evil Spirit here would be so terrifying.

If they had known earlier that the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor’s power was this frightening, they would never have come.

But now.

It’s too late to say anything.

Our sole Semi-Saint was instantly killed upon confrontation, the rest are not opponents at all.

Immediately.

Someone’s body shook, then kneeled directly before the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor.

"Spare... spare my life!!"

His face was covered in snot and tears, disregarding the dignity of a Dao Palace Realm cultivator, like a dog begging for mercy.

The other cultivators were filled with anger seeing this.

"Shen Shan, how dare you beg this Evil Spirit for mercy? You’ve utterly disgraced our Illusion God Sect!"

"Even in death, we would never beg this Evil Spirit for mercy—"

Everyone angrily chastised, their eyes full of disdain and anger towards Shen Shan.

At that moment.

The Deceitful Heavenly Emperor’s monstrous face bore a sinister smile.

"Whoever slays one, then pledges allegiance to me, shall be spared!"

Upon these words.

The previous scene of outrage came to an abrupt halt.

Soon.

A cultivator with a righteous face, appearing ready to face death unwaveringly.

"The disciples of the Illusion God Sect stand tall, how could we serve such vile Evil Spirit... ah... Junior Brother Zhou... you!!"

The person hadn’t finished speaking when he felt a sharp pain in his chest; the tip of a sword had pierced through from the back, and as he turned, he met a familiar face.

The latter, looking at the former’s incredulous expression, revealed a face of agony and madness.

"Senior Brother, don’t blame me, I don’t want to die!!!"

"Traitor, even in death, I’ll take you with me!"

The man’s eyes turned crimson, aiming to strike and kill Junior Brother Zhou.

But unfortunately.

He had been ambushed first, left severely injured.

In mere moments of battle, he was slain by the attacker.

Once one acted, others quickly followed suit.

Earlier righteousness was now replaced by disgraceful desperation to survive.

Within moments.

Most cultivators had fallen.

Leaving only a few bloodstained figures who survived, kneeling before the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor.

Looking at those before him, the Deceitful Heavenly Emperor’s smile grew more sinister.

"Very well, you’ve passed my test, from today forward, you shall be my Deceit Servants!"

"Consume this drop of blood, and you will be granted supreme power!"

As his words fell.

The Deceitful Heavenly Emperor flicked a finger, releasing drops of black blood with sinister aura, landing before the few individuals.

Reaching this stage, the few dared not hesitate, quickly swallowing the blood.