"Ah...!"
Seeing the mask fly off, the Master God let out a wild cry. He landed in the distance, cupping his hands over his face, his anger reaching its peak…
Wan Yunting stood some distance away, his sword in hand. His crimson pupils gazed upon the Master God's true face, which was hideously disfigured.
Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, Master Jinyu, and on the other side, Xian Yun, Xu Yuxin, and Master Xugu all watched from afar, their expressions filled with astonishment and an inexplicable sense of dread.
Gradually, the Master God lowered his hands, tilting his head upwards. His sharp, furious gaze locked onto Wan Yunting. Upon his scarred and ugly face, a black vertical mark appeared between his brows, signifying the third heavenly eye of their Heavenly Eye Master God Cult!
"This face of mine was left by those damn scoundrels from back then!"
The Master God’s gaze flickered towards Zhong Yulong, whose body was half gone, held by Xian Yun and the others. He also glanced at Master Kong Wu and the others, lying on the snowy ground, barely clinging to life. It reminded him of the time he was jointly attacked by the various sects, and how this face was a memento from that great battle.
This scar had forever remained etched in the Master God’s heart. From that day on, he wore a mask when appearing before others.
It was precisely for this reason that the Master God exhausted all his resources, solely to return to Huaxia and settle the old scores with the various sects.
"Hahaha…"
The Master God then erupted into a wild laugh, his arrogant eyes sweeping across Wan Yunting, Zhou Ruoxi, and the various sect members below. He declared, "Now, I have finally avenged myself from back then. My only regret is that some of the fellows who participated in that battle are dead."
"But it’s fine. As long as I get out, I will definitively eradicate your various sects, ensuring your lineage is severed. Then, my Heavenly Eye Master God Cult will descend upon this land of Huaxia once more!"
At these words, Xian Yun, Xu Yuxin, Master Xugu, and the remaining disciples of the Shaolin sect, including the Martial Maniac, all wore grave expressions.
The various sects had suffered heavy losses. Both the elder generation and the middle generation had perished in this battle.
Who now could stand against the Master God?
"Master God…"
Wan Yunting held his demonic sword, his entire being enveloped in a powerful demonic aura. His crimson eyes fixed on the Master God, and he said coldly, "Do you truly believe you can leave Magic Mountain today?"
"Hahaha…"
The Master God laughed maniacally, his gaze fixed on Wan Yunting. He said, "Wan Yunting, I must say, you are a martial arts prodigy rarely seen in a millennium. Your fortune is also enviable, to be able to obtain the power from the Demonic Pool. You indeed possess the strength to contend with me now!"
"But do you truly believe you can kill me now?"
Wan Yunting swung his demonic sword, his pupils widening slightly. The inner energy within him surged, accompanied by a cold snort, "Won't we know if we try?"
His feet sprang forward like springs. The demonic energy within him coursed into the demonic sword in his hand, instantly unleashing a monstrous sword qi. Without hesitation, he cleaved towards the Master God…
As fast as it was said, in the blink of an eye, the terrifying red sword qi reached the Master God. He could not help but coldly snort, "Golden Bell Shield!"
*Dong!*
The Master God once again displayed his divine skill. The golden Golden Bell Shield enveloped his entire body. Wan Yunting's red sword qi struck but was blocked externally…
"Again!"
Wan Yunting leaped into the air, his eyes wide. He held the demonic sword high with both hands, aiming at the Master God's Golden Bell Shield and cleaved again…
*Clang!*
The sound of metal striking metal reverberated through the peak of Magic Mountain, stirring up howling blizzards. Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and the others who had been watching from the side were forced to retreat…
"Kid, if you have the ability, break my Golden Bell Shield!" the Master God roared.
These words ignited the fury in Wan Yunting's heart. Holding the sword with both hands, he began a frenzied chopping mode around the Master God, his speed incredibly fast. Only Wan Yunting's afterimages could be seen, ceaselessly hacking at the Master God's Golden Bell Shield…
*Clang, clang, clang…*
In just twenty seconds, Wan Yunting had struck dozens of times, yet he still could not break through the Master God's Golden Bell Shield.
"Hahaha…"
The Master God laughed wildly, looking down at Wan Yunting with disdain and mocking him, "Kid, you're still too green. Go back and train for a few more decades."
As his voice fell, the Master God let out a great roar. The Golden Bell Shield transformed into a massive palm print, striking towards Wan Yunting in the air, giving him no chance to react…
*Boom!*
"Yunting…!"
Zhou Ruoxi and Chen Qiuyun’s eyes widened as they watched Wan Yunting being sent flying by the Master God’s palm. He fell directly into the Demonic Pool, causing the red liquid to splash several meters high, and he was completely submerged in the pool…
"It’s over…"
Xian Yun and the Martial Maniac, witnessing this, turned pale. They were stunned.
If even Wan Yunting was killed by the Master God, who could possibly stop him now?
"Yunting…"
The injured Zhou Ruoxi stumbled to the edge of the Demonic Pool. Seeing Wan Yunting lose consciousness and slowly sink into the churning Demonic Pool, she became flustered and lost, wanting to jump in…
"Ruoxi…"
Chen Qiuyun, Master Jinyu, and the others quickly rushed over and grabbed Zhou Ruoxi. Seeing Wan Yunting sink into the Demonic Pool for the last time filled their hearts with pain and despair…
"Hahaha…"
The Master God, standing opposite, roared towards the heavens, "Who in this world can be my opponent?"
Master Jinyu and Chen Qiuyun looked up, their eyes fixed in a furious glare at the Master God. Now that their men were dead, they could not escape death. They might as well fight to the death…
Just as they were about to attack the Master God, in the next moment, Wan Yunting’s figure burst forth from the churning Demonic Pool. His crimson eyes shone with light, and the demonic sword in his hand radiated even stronger sword qi than before. His entire body was enveloped in red gas, his aura more powerful than ever…
The Master God’s eyes widened in surprise. He did not expect Wan Yunting to still be alive, which infuriated him. "Kid, you have a long life! I don't believe I can't kill you, Ah…!"
As the Master God roared, his entire body erupted with terrifying black energy, striking towards Wan Yunting in the air…
Wan Yunting, suspended in mid-air, saw the Master God flying towards him. He instantly widened his eyes and coldly snorted, "Great Absorption Technique!"
In the next second, he was seen drawing the red gas emanating from the churning Demonic Pool. Accompanied by Wan Yunting’s circulation of the Eight Desolations Divine Skill’s Great Absorption Technique, he absorbed all the energy from the Demonic Pool into his body, forming a red tornado that enveloped him, unleashing a terrifying aura…
The Master God’s eyes widened as he looked at Wan Yunting, trapped within the red tornado. For some reason, a sense of danger inexplicably arose within him.
"Open!"
In the next moment, Wan Yunting roared.
*Boom!*
The red tornado surrounding him instantly exploded, unleashing a red shockwave that blew open the ice mountains on the peak of Magic Mountain. An avalanche erupted down the mountain, and the entire Magic Mountain trembled slightly…
*Bang!*
Even the Master God was sent flying by this powerful and terrifying shockwave. He slammed heavily into an ice wall more than ten meters away, letting out a muffled groan as the blood and qi within his body churned…
Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and Master Jinyu were also sent flying, suffering internal injuries to varying degrees…
Wan Yunting remained suspended in the air. He raised the demonic sword with both hands, his blood-red eyes locked onto the Master God below in the distance. He roared, "Soaring Dragon in the Sky!"
He swung down the demonic sword. A red sword qi flew out, transforming into a red divine dragon that coiled in the air, letting out a dragon's roar that echoed through the heavens. Finally, it swooped down towards the Master God below…
"Golden Bell Shield!"
Seeing this, the Master God could not help but roar. This time, he channeled all his inner energy to unleash the Golden Bell Shield. The black and golden gas formed a large bell shape, covering his entire body…
However, the Soaring Dragon in the Sky sword technique unleashed by Wan Yunting caused the sword qi, transformed into a dragon, to descend. It opened its massive maw and directly bit towards the Master God's Golden Bell Shield…
With a cracking sound, the black Golden Bell Shield instantly showed cracks, causing the Master God's eyes within to widen in shock…
*Boom!*
With a deafening roar, the ground exploded. Snow and ice were churned up tens of meters high, accompanied by the Master God's cry. He was sent flying in a straight line, crashing more than ten meters away, nearly tumbling down Magic Mountain…
*Ugh…*
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his pupils wide with disbelief. The Master God, agitated, seemed unable to believe that he had been made to vomit blood by Wan Yunting…
"Damn it…"
Looking up at Wan Yunting charging at him with his sword, the Master God's ugly face contorted in ferocious anger. His sharp eyes blazed with fury. Enduring the injuries within his body, he met Wan Yunting with a roar, "Kid, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces…!"
Instantly, the two engaged in a fierce battle again. Wan Yunting, holding the demonic sword, unleashed bloody inner energy, which continuously collided with the Master God's black inner energy, creating shockwaves and chaotic energy that flew everywhere, resulting in continuous explosions…
*Bang!*
The Master God’s full-force palm strike sent Wan Yunting’s demonic sword flying, and it landed in the Demonic Pool…
"Kid, die…"
The Master God roared and once again struck towards Wan Yunting with the Soul Severing Palm…
"Eight Desolations Divine Skill!"
Wan Yunting remained unfazed. He channeled the Eight Desolations Divine Skill with both hands, unleashing red inner energy that directly latched onto the Soul Severing Palm sent by the Master God. Instantly, he began to suck the Master God's black inner energy back relentlessly…