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Chapter 1070 - 813: The Wise Race Birthed from Endless Pollution: Blood Sinners!

Chapter 1070: Chapter 813: The Wise Race Birthed from Endless Pollution: Blood Sinners!

With the spread of the Sea of Fire rapidly surging up the pillar,

at this moment, the flesh ground that seemed to breathe stagnated for an instant.

"Squeak!"

Everyone seemed to hear some kind of shrill scream.

The next moment, some disciples saw a crack split open at the foot of the mountain beneath the Flesh Pillar.

A monstrous demoness a hundred feet tall, with the upper half of a human body and the lower half of a spider, slowly walked out from within the mountain belly.

She was an incredibly beautiful woman, though her upper half was unclothed, her bare body seen in an instant seemed to possess the ultimate power of seduction, petrifying countless disciples on the spot.

A broken pink crystal on her brow faintly flickered.

Her demonic aura was terrifying, already vaguely reaching the limit of the Nine Realms, on the verge of stepping into the threshold of the Tenth Realm Golden Immortal Realm.

"Illusion Master?"

Wang Zijia frowned slightly as he looked at this demoness. He vaguely noticed that behind her, the slowly closing mountain body seemed to be a womb-like mountain belly, as though something horrifying was being nurtured within, or perhaps it was her own birthplace.

After the demoness appeared, her whole body emanated an ominous presence, exuding madness everywhere; yet, Wang Zijia sensed a hint of Spiritual Light.

"Roar!"

With a roar, several spider-leg-like long spears shot straight into the sky, their target not Wang Zijia’s Dharma Idol Demon Body,

but the terrifying Eight Trigrams Furnace above his head, resembling a melting furnace of heaven and earth.

"Value +342.7 billion!"

Taiji: 529.4 billion!

Upon seeing this, Wang Zijia decisively stopped the further swallowing of the pink mist.

Letting the Eight Trigrams Furnace continue to pour out the Sea of Fire, with the blessings of Divine Powers and Arrays, the Eight Trigrams Furnace, transformed by the Five Ghosts, could definitely burn the sky and boil the sea.

He himself grabbed the Soul Chopping Sword and rushed towards the demon god.

Several fire-red long spears flew out, intercepting the spider-leg long spears.

Faced with Wang Zijia’s quick movement forward, the demon god grabbed with both hands, two pitch-black spider-leg daggers appeared, and her eight spider legs moved through the void. As her form flickered, she quickly engaged in close combat with Wang Zijia.

In an instant, both figures vanished, light flowed continuously in the sky, yet only the sounds of weapons colliding could be heard, the fighters unseen.

With an initial probe, Wang Zijia realized that whether in strength or speed, he was at a disadvantage, even though he was enhanced with Qin Xianyu’s fake spirit.

However, the gap was not large!

The real trouble was that the demon god’s combat instincts were a bit too high!

Almost like a living person!

Was this Illusion Master a bit too lively?

During the fight, Wang Zijia started to discern the general strength and frowned deeply.

In this moment, the world in Wang Zijia’s eyes suddenly darkened.

In his vision, the already stunning demon god suddenly shone with a strange Divine Light.

It was as if a super filter had been activated in Wang Zijia’s world, all colors were lost, and the only thing remaining in Wang Zijia’s world was that stunning body.

A primal urge erupted, as if wanting to rush forward and engage in joyous revelry, to ravish her madly.

"Value +35.4 billion!"

The next instant, as the exaggerated value emerged, Wang Zijia regained clarity.

This terrifying value and the cognitive distortion from a moment ago made Wang Zijia wary.

He had no doubt that if he completely succumbed, he would become an ultra-loyal dog to the other party, licking toes without hesitation and ecstatic about it.

While shocked, he also felt a hint of chill.

Meanwhile, the demon god did not cease her movements; in the moment Wang Zijia was stupefied, she suddenly lifted her spider lower half.

In an instant, a horrifying giant web locked onto Wang Zijia, enveloping him like a heaven and earth net.

And the demon god’s figure followed close behind, grabbing the two daggers, looking to skewer Wang Zijia into a sugar-coated hawthorn in the next moment under the net’s envelopment.

Wang Zijia, seemingly stupefied, burst forth with terrifying Sword Qi just before the spider web touched him!

"Zheng!"

Caught off guard, a sky-splitting sword blade tore through the giant spider web and, with a devastating sweep, aimed at the Demoness to bisect her.

"Ding!"

The demon god instantly lifted her daggers to block, and the two front spider legs also rose to guard.

"Whiz!"

Although she was not severed by the Sword Qi, she was still struck by the immense force of the Sword Qi from the sky, crashing down into the bloodied ground within the Sea of Fire.

Wang Zijia did not pause there but instead took the opportunity to gather his strength, his Immortal Yuan surging.

"Thousand Hands Divine Skill: Realm Fall, Ten Thousand Paths Returning to the Stream!"

Behind the massive Dharma Idol Demon Body, countless hands reached forward again.

The hands at the chest also pushed forward.

A world Light orb, with terrifying force wrapped in countless streams of light, headed towards the newly fallen demon god.

Just as the demoness stood up, she saw the terrifying attack rushing at her.

Her figure stiffened, and the next moment, the broken pink crystal Divine Position on her brow erupted with dazzling Divine Light.

The world lost color, numerous shadows writhed around her, as if countless gods were joyously entwined by her side.

A strange Force field formed a highly unique defensive aura.

The moment the world Light orb, wrapped in a myriad of light streams, entered the battlefield, it slowed considerably.

The orb’s terrifying power began to soften.

In the sky, Wang Zijia’s expression turned slightly cold.

His hands pressed down fiercely, and the thousand hands on his back also pushed forward.

The world light orb below surged again, almost hitting the Demoness.