Chapter 0185

Chapter 185: But my anger is above yours!

The crisp sound echoed through the secret realm, perfectly matched by Tang Qi’s stunned face.

Tang Qi gaped: “You dare hit me?” His aura was powerful, at the level of Samsara. Why would a so-called ant dare act so bold?

He erupted with a boom. The ground under his feet cracked as his pressure rolled toward Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong stepped forward and shouted: “Out of my way!” A flash of white light, and he punched Tang Qi in the face. Tang Qi flew like a cannonball and slammed into the rock wall behind him.

Xuan Shu Yu’s eyes gleamed. Zhou Tong was the strongest; she liked that very much. Chen Ling’er watched from the side with calm scorn. From the start, she knew Zhou Tong would win.

Smoke burst as Tang Qi stepped out, looking down at Zhou Tong with wild excitement: “Good, good… This is right. You’re strong enough to be my toy. You might even amuse me.”

Zhou Tong walked past the two women without giving them a glance and closed in on Tang Qi: “I planned to look for you later, but you came to me. Saves me trouble.” In his heart, his killing intent hardened. He could feel it clearly: Tang Qi’s fate protection was still strong but weaker than before. If possible, he would kill Tang Qi today.

Tang Qi chuckled, more confident than ever: “Seems you misunderstood. Let me be clear. You are the challenger.” He dove down to fight for real.

He spread his hand: “Devouring Heaven Domain!” His palm became a cage that locked the space around Zhou Tong. Endless devouring force swept in, trying to rip out Zhou Tong’s essence and cultivation.

Zhou Tong’s mouth tilted up: “Devouring Heavenly Devil Art? In front of me, that’s child’s play.” He lifted a hand: “Balance of Life and Death!” A seal of light flew out. Life-and-death power took over. Tang Qi’s body withered fast while Zhou Tong grew brighter and more vigorous.

Tang Qi’s eyes shook: “How… I’m a Samsara expert, and I have a peerless art. How am I losing right away?”

He spread his arms like a demon taking flight and dove at great speed: “Then I’ll crush you with pure force. Devouring Heavenly Devil Fist!” Black energy rolled together like the whole night gathered into his fist. He drove it straight into Zhou Tong’s chest.

Zhou Tong’s voice was steady: “Sixfold World Breaking Sword, South, Aspects of Fading Fire!” Divine Fire blazed over his body and burned away the force behind the punch.

Tang Qi smirked: “You dared to let me get close. Now you’re dead!” His clothes burst apart. Eighteen extra arms unfolded from under his ribs like a centipede. He had stolen them with the Devouring Heavenly Devil Art, and in close combat they gave him a huge edge.

Zhou Tong drew a sign in the air: “Seal Eighty-One, Severing Void Barrier!” A barrier rose before him and blocked every punch.

Little White roared: “Roar!” He shot in and punched Tang Qi’s chest. With a boom, Tang Qi’s left chest was pierced, his heart shattered, and he was nailed into the wall.

Zhou Tong spoke calmly: “It’s already over.” He had dominated from start to finish without a drop of blood on him. This didn’t look like a battle between people of the same generation.

Tang Qi laughed as he climbed out, the wound on his chest healing in an instant: “Over? Not even close. You can’t kill me. I already stand in a place you can’t reach.”

Zhou Tong opened his Heavenly Eye and saw the truth in Tang Qi’s body: seven hearts, three brains, eighteen arms, and… His gaze slid to Tang Qi’s crotch. He shut his eyes at once. [Too gross.]

Tang Qi spread his fingers and formed a seal, black light twining around him: “Since you finished your turn, it’s mine. I’ll drag you into Hell so you feel pain forever. Let me tell you first: this is the Grand Heart-Demon Art. It hooks your inner demons and forces you into your most painful memories. With this move, I have hunted a Samsara seventh-layer powerhouse.”

Zhou Tong frowned: “Again?” Would it drag him back to the Judgment Hall? He muttered, “Not worth much…”

Tang Qi snapped: “Still acting tough? Then taste real pain!” The heart-demon hand seal shot out. Zhou Tong didn’t dodge and took it directly.

The scene changed again, but not how he expected. He didn’t return to the Judgment Hall. He stood in a scene from his past life. A soft voice rose: “Zhou Tong, if there is a next life, would you look at me one more time?”

Though he knew it was a heart-demon illusion, his heart still trembled. The grown-up little demoness lay in his arms, gazing at him with sad beauty. He answered softly: “I will.” His smile faded as the little demoness drifted away like snow.

He stood up and the scene shifted. He was back in Enforcement City, calling down the Heavenly Dao. He saw countless heroes of the later age slaughtered by Tang Qi. Their souls lingered, blood tears flowing, stabbing his heart.

He whispered: “That’s enough.” His spirit surged and shattered the heart-demon at once. In the real world, tears had already filled his eyes. [I remember. I will not forget.]

Tang Qi thought Zhou Tong had sunk into despair. He strode right up with a laugh: “Still putting on an act in front of me? Now you know fear. Get ready to face my anger!”

Zhou Tong spoke suddenly, and Tang Qi’s breath hitched: “But…”

Zhou Tong lifted his head, eyes like ice: “My anger is above yours.” Before Tang Qi’s widening eyes, Zhou Tong’s hair turned snow white.

He whispered like a verdict: “Joyous Union Heavenly Art, fourth layer: Jade Devil Body.”

Tang Qi screamed as soon as they met. Zhou Tong tore him open and drove a sword through his second heart, pinning him to the wall again. Tang Qi gasped: “Impossible! You fell into your inner demons. You even cried. How—”

Before he finished, a new blade formed in Zhou Tong’s hand and stabbed his third heart. Zhou Tong’s face showed no joy or sorrow, but Tang Qi could feel it clearly: a roaring ocean of fury inside Zhou Tong. He had completely enraged him.

Tang Qi thrashed and howled: “Ahhh!” Then he realized with horror that his strength felt sealed. At last, fear showed on his face.