Monarch Night

Sun Wutian’s Divine Formless Jade couldn’t even rival the Blood Demon’s?

That seems off, doesn’t it?

Fang Che quickly understood the reason: within this newly arrived Divine Formless Jade, there was actually a trace of the Blood Demon’s Divine Thought!

With a master versus the masterless, naturally the advantage is obvious.

This is freaking annoying, Fang Che was speechless.

This Blood Evil Demon Lord is cautious to the extreme.

A portion on Lin Ao, a portion on Lin Pingjiang, and now even within this Divine Formless Jade, there’s a part of Divine Thought!

Just how afraid of death are you, leaving yourself so many escape routes?

But unfortunately... all your escape routes were destroyed by one person, me. That’s truly fate.

Fang Che stretched out a hand and grabbed the Wuxiang Jade.

Boundless Blood Evil Qi instantly launched a frenzied attack towards the Divine Soul.

Fang Che squeezed the jade. The Infinite Scripture suddenly activated, and the Hentian Heavenly Saber Intent surged, a murderous aura erupted: "Get out!"

In Fang Che’s own Divine Sense Space, it equates to Fang Che’s Absolute Domain.

Even the complete soul of the Dream Demon was swallowed by Fang Che one mouthful at a time, let alone now, where Fang Che has progressed several times compared to back then?

Not to mention... the Blood Demon’s Divine Thought is now a mere existence less than a third?

Struck by the murderous aura.

Suddenly, a scream emanated, shaken out from the Wuxiang Jade, almost unrecognizable and illusionary, two large eyes full of fear stared at Fang Che.

Fang Che sighed.

As expected, it existed.

Always felt the Divine Sense Space was a bit strange, slowly, these demons seem to gather in my Divine Sense Sea, a bizarre feeling.

"Blood Evil Demon Lord?"

Fang Che frowned and asked.

Across, the illusionary shadow looked at him in fear, Fang Che could clearly sense that this Divine Soul before him could at any moment swallow and kill him!

The density of this, clearly a complete corporeal Divine Soul!

In other words, he was now within this person’s sea of consciousness, entering someone else’s Absolute Domain!

"Who are you?" The Blood Evil Demon Lord’s Residual Soul asked.

"Fang Che!"

"Fang Che?"

The Blood Evil Demon Lord: "Never heard of. Who are you? A Guardian?"

"You’ll know soon enough."

Fang Che snorted, said: "Well calculated. Blood Evil Demon Lord, you were the Blood Demon who once roamed the world, indeed extraordinary."

The Blood Demon said harshly: "Since you know my name, why don’t you hurry and let me out?"

Fang Che snorted, said: "I wouldn’t actually fear letting you out, but in your current state, can you survive outside?"

The Blood Demon was speechless.

Because Fang Che was right, he was now merely a Divine Thought, not a complete Divine Thought.

Without the Divine Formless Jade, if he went out, it wouldn’t take long before being obliterated by the worldly wind!

"Give me back my jade!"

The Blood Demon roared: "Let me out!"

"Clearly you still haven’t seen the situation."

Fang Che conjured a chair out of thin air, sat down, waved a hand: "Go! Wake him up! Let him know who the boss is!"

With a swoosh.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon rushed forward, with a slap, sent the Blood Demon rolling several dozen somersaults away.

Soon after, a spear appeared out of thin air.

Netherworld directly plunged the spear into the Blood Demon’s Divine Thought forehead, the spear tip rotated like a top.

The Blood Demon’s Divine Thought let out an unbearable scream: "Ah, ah, ah..."

A sword suddenly appeared.

The Nether Lord proudly wielded the blade in front of the Blood Demon: "I’m going to stab your eyes!"

With a puff, the sword tip entered the Blood Demon’s eye socket.

The Blood Demon emitted a pained screech, with a bang, exploded.

Turning into a cloud of smoke.

The Golden Horned Flood Dragon, Netherworld, and Nether Lord all glared menacingly, waiting for the Blood Demon to recombine.

The Blood Demon finally recombined.

Because without recombining, he would directly be assimilated by Fang Che’s Sea of Divine Consciousness energy.

Having barely recombined, before Netherworld could rush forward, this Divine Thought of the Blood Demon unexpectedly knelt down with a thud: "Spare me!"

"!!!"

Fang Che was bewildered.

You, for heaven’s sake, are an old demon of thousands of years, though merely a wisp of Divine Thought, but to kneel and beg for mercy like this, isn’t it a bit lacking in class?

"Spare me... Brother, spare me..."

The Blood Demon’s illusionary figure knelt on the ground, snot and tears flowing.

"I am useful, I am of great use to you!"

In fact, what Fang Che was thinking diverged greatly from many demons’ essence.

While indeed many villainous characters are fierce and fearless of death, like that kind of Duan Xiyang.

But for the average Demon, there’s no issue of honor. Especially in a fully enclosed Divine Sense Space where life and death depend on someone else’s whim...

For this type of Demon, honor?

What use is it? Surviving is the most crucial.

Furthermore, this isn’t even a complete soul, dignity? Who do you have dignity for?

This wisp of Divine Thought from the Blood Demon was very clever.

Immediately identified the key point: "I have value!"

Because it understood only by doing so can it live on. Otherwise, it can only become nutrients in this Human God’s Divine Thought.

Utility value!

That’s its only amulet!

"What use do you have?" Surely, Fang Che asked.

"I am useful! Whatever you want to know, as long as I know it, I can tell you everything."

The Blood Demon was very compliant.

"Submissive?" Fang Che glanced sideways.

"Submissive! Heartfelt and sincerely!"

The Blood Demon’s words made the three little elves and one Golden Horned Flood Dragon uninterested.

What the heck, you’re so easily submissive?

They haven’t even acted.

Especially the illusionary little elf, a small piece of iron yet to even catalyze, now forced to watch the two bosses flaunt with blades and spears, inexplicably feeling a sense of urgency.

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