Over 100 types of divine power instantly painted the sky and earth into different colors.

A feeling of despair and depression descended all around.

Waves of residual shock from the collision of divine power surged in all directions.

It was uncertain whether it was intentional or by accident, but most of it landed on the 30,000 demon soldiers.

Cries broke out incessantly, and it soon caused a huge amount of casualties among the 30,000 demonic troops.

However, no one would care about them, not even the young man or the 100-odd demon generals from the Deep Abyss.

These demon soldiers were just a bunch of slightly useful weeds. They might be slightly useful, but no one would care about them during times like this.

In just slightly more than 10 seconds, more than 100 Third Realms were already embroiled in a fight together.

The demon generals had the advantage of having more numbers, but in terms of combat power on average, they were not as great as the 40-odd Third Realms from the different human countries.

After all, for these people to be able to reach the Third Realm in such a short period under the world's current circumstances, they were absolutely indisputable geniuses.

They were far more genius than these demon generals and exceeded them in capabilities and everything else.

In addition, the time passed was still too short to see who would be victorious.

The young burly man's expression turned ugly and twisted. He was desperate to strike; not at the human Third Realms, but at the bunch of trash that were his subordinates.

Truly a bunch of trash.

There were more than 100 of them, yet they still couldn't immediately gain the upper hand when faced with the 40-odd humans who had only just started cultivating for not more than eight years.

If it wasn't because of them still serving some use, he would have gotten rid of these pieces of trash.

He felt so embarrassed.

Boom!

Bang!

Dong Yuhao was already at the advanced-level Second Floor. He fought with his hundred percent, and with just one punch, he ruptured his opponent's divine body. His opponent vomited blood and was unable to fight again.

He was imposing and gallant, and his fighting spirit was raging.

His fiery gaze swept across the battleground and was ready to strike again, but he suddenly spotted a figure.

The figure obviously looked like a demon general as well, but he did not join the fight. Clearly, his status was unusual.

Could he be the leader?

In less than a second, he was positive that the man was most likely the leader.

Without hesitation, he immediately charged at that man. Killing him would definitely be helpful; it would be even better if he could capture the man.

As for other matters, he was not concerned at all since the man would at most be at the First Floor.

As long as that was the case, he was unafraid.

He threw a punch, and the special ability that he obtained from Zhang Dingguo's tomb—Mighty Killing Fist—was activated to the maximum.

An extremely ruthless aura emanated from his body.

It was a kind of ruthlessness aiming for his opponent to perish together with him, knowing that the chances of winning were too little.

His imposing aura intensified even more.

Although Dong Yuhao was confident fighting against the being that appeared to be the leader, he would not underestimate his opponent.

His grandfather had told him since he was small that even lions go all out when hunting rabbits.

Boom!

A dull thwack was heard, and sounds of blasts reverberated in the air.

In the blink of an eye, his punch arrived in front of the being.

Suddenly, his eyes caught the facial expression of the being and sensed that something was wrong.

It was mockery.

Before he could give it a second thought…

Boom!

A power many times stronger than his suddenly erupted from the body of his opponent.

Black demonic gas billowed and engulfed everything in a series of crashing waves.

Dong Yuhao only managed to resist for a span of a breath before his body was flung out uncontrollably. Blood spurted out from his mouth.

How strong!

All he could think about was that he was no match for the being.

His opponent could easily kill him.

"Hah."

The burly being laughed. His laugh was full of ridicule, and it was merciless and violent.

He looked at Dong Yuhao and slowly said, "Good, very good. I didn't plan on fighting myself because all of you are not worthy, but since you want to die sooner, then I shall fulfill your wishes.

"Almost all the human Third Realms of this world are probably here. I'll kill all of you and destroy humanity's last hope."

As he said, his feet moved step by step towards Dong Yuhao.

He was not in a hurry and appeared to be confident that Dong Yuhao had no chance of escaping and that man would surely die in his hands.

Dong Yuhao's expression changed, but he did not retreat or even grow afraid.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something; but he suddenly broke into a smile.

At the same time, the burly creature walking step by step suddenly froze. His expression changed, and he turned around to look gravely at his left.

His pupils dilated, and he frowned slightly.

He looked shocked and confused, and he asked, "Who are you?"

After he finished, he seemed to have recognized who he was talking to and said with certainty, "You must be the number one of this world, that tiger."

As he said, he laughed. With a hint of appreciation, he continued, "Good. I had underestimated you. In this world, you managed to make me—a King—feel threatened… even though this is just my clone. You are not bad, not bad."

Wang Hu maintained a calm expression, and he raised his brows. He asked curiously, "King? As expected, you are not a common demon general. Who are you?"

The burly being looked scornfully at the other demon generals who were fighting as though he was looking at weeds. How could those demon generals be compared with me?

Then, he continued to look appreciatively at Wang Hu, and he said haughtily, "I am an existence that you cannot imagine. I admire you.

"Come and serve me. I will bring you to see the real world."

Wang Hu's gaze changed. It grew strange as though he was looking at a fool.

The burly creature noticed, and he turned forbidding. "What do you mean? This is a blessing that I'm bestowing unto you!"

Wang Hu smirked, feeling contempt.

Elsewhere…

After noticing that the Tiger King has appeared, Dong Yuhao immediately turned to deal with other demon generals.

Although he was injured, his combat power still far surpassed each demon general.

The others consciously cooperated with him and let him face one at a time by himself, so they could kill more demon generals.

Very soon, two demon generals were killed by him.

The third one was already injured by his punch after only a few exchanges.

This demon general revealed his true form, and blood flowed from his body. He was furious and full of killing intent.

"Damned humans! Just you wait! Our King will make you a demon slave!"

After he finished, just as Dong Yuhao was prepared to throw another punch…

Bam!

A dull thud was heard, and the demon general was suddenly hit by a meteorite-like black figure.

Immediately, the demon general's divine body was destroyed, and his vitals dropped rapidly until they were cut off.

As he died, he looked at the figure on top of him unblinking.

Not just him, Dong Yuhao and even many demon generals looked over at the black figure as though something incredible had happened.

The humans took the opportunity to kill more demons, but they were also unable to hide their curiosity by turning to look.

What they saw was a burly figure whose head was lowered and whose body was slightly trembling.

What's going on?

Bam!

In the next moment, the humans were taken aback. They witnessed the burly figure punching the demon general that he was standing on, which instantly smashed its skull. He was seething, and his aura was ferocious and savage.

Upon seeing this, the other demon generals instinctively flinched in terror, and they quickly turned their eyes away, afraid to look.

"Damn tiger."

The voice released from clenched teeth was laced with endless hatred. His anger would not be appeased if he did not inflict hundreds and thousands of cuts on his enemy.

All the humans and demon generals turned to look in the same direction.

The humans were relieved, while the demon generals were terrified.

How long has it been since the Demon King of Nowhere hated someone so strongly?

His dignity was utterly trampled when he got hurled away and smashed into his own subordinate.

He was consumed by hatred; his eyes instantly turned bright red, and his body shook with rage. He ground out the words between clenched teeth, "I swear to rip out all your tendons…"

A golden light flashed. Before anyone could react, the blinding light whipped at the Demon King's mouth, causing a slash.

"Ahhh!"

He let out a cry involuntarily, and the burly figure was thrown out for more than 10 meters in front of everyone.

The whip seemed to also have an effect on all the demon generals, making them immediately turn away from looking.

At the same time, the humans took the chance again to kill more demons.

The demon generals became distracted, and they kept zoning out even when they were in a life-or-death fight.

Who was that burly figure?

However, it was not the time to be thinking about this now. It was a golden opportunity for them, and they must go all-out to win as many bodies as they can.

On the other hand, Wang Hu was not in a hurry to collect other war spoils because he was already certain that the most valuable war spoil was the one in front of him.

He walked up to this so-called Demon King confidently and proudly, in a manner that proclaimed his invincibility.

Wang Hu's size was smaller, but at this moment, even the Demon King of Nowhere—who immediately stood up from the ground—felt that Wang Hu was looking down on him.

The high and mighty feeling made him recall the sensation that he felt when he faced a Demon King back when he was still a weakling.

He felt more repulsion and grew more furious once he did so.

Humiliation.

He could not believe that he, the Demon King of Nowhere, was utterly humiliated by a tiger that was only a Third Realm.

He swore to pay back, or he would rather die as a demon.

The shaking of his body intensified, and he said between clenched teeth, "I swear as the Demon King, that I will capture your whole family and…"

Zoom!

The golden light flashed again, and the Demon King of Nowhere who had raised his alertness to the highest immediately circulated his power.

However, it was futile. He let out a cry again, and another bloody whip slash appeared on his lips again. It seemed that the moment he saw the golden flash, he'd already been injured.

The speed of the golden light was faster than he could see.

At this point, a sharp rushing sound was heard in the air.

"What a fool. Seems like I have overestimated you." Wang Hu looked indifferently at the figure standing back up and drowning in hatred.

The contempt in his voice deepened. "How dare you say such insolent things when this is all that you can do. Who gave you the guts?"

The eyes of Demon King of Nowhere—now turned blood-red—shot daggers at Wang Hu. This time, he learned his lesson and did not say anything else. He extended his hand, and a little black and red flag appeared in his hand.

Wang Hu could smell the iron in blood being emitted from the flag despite standing a few meters away.

"I want you to die!"

The Demon King growled and lost all rational thought. The air blasted into black and red, and a sense of chaos and savageness filled it.

Smack!

However, under the golden light, it all came to a stop. Accompanied by the sharp smacking sound was the Demon King of Nowhere being slammed on the ground.

Wang Hu held the struggling and shaking little flag in his hand and tried to subdue it with his golden divine power.

As for the Demon King of Nowhere, he was fully prepared. If the Demon King was still able to escape, then it would be similar to what happened with the phantasm demoness from before.

In that case, there was nothing he could do.

Apart from that, based on the power of the clone, there was no other way this Demon King might be able to escape even if Wang Hu gave him the chance.

It was impossible.

The clone of the Demon King was simply way too slow, such as during the battle just now.

It was as slow as a snail for Wang Hu.

So what if the clone of the Demon King was able to utilize the power of a Third Floor or even a Fourth Floor with a First Floor body?

It would still be no match against Wang Hu.

The opponent was too slow, and his strength was also unable to hold a candle to Wang Hu's. The opponent would not have a chance against Wang Hu at all.

The Extreme Strength Strike of Dao was activated to the third stage, and the powerful divine power instantly broke the spirit seal left by the clone of the Demon King on the little flag.

The little flag immediately stopped struggling.

Meanwhile, the eyes of Demon King of Nowhere went out of focus, appearing to have sustained a great deal of harm.

Wang Hu put away the little flag and began walking towards the Demon King.

The Demon King of Nowhere reacted, and he went mad, dashing viciously towards Wang Hu.

Within a split second, Wang Hu extended his hand and slapped the Demon King's face as quickly as lightning, once again smacking him on the floor.

The demon generals, who had been peeking, became completely stricken with terror that they could no longer fight.

Growl~!

At this point, hatred, anger, and humiliation broke through the rationality of the Demon King of Nowhere, and he let out a feral growl.

Just as he wanted to crawl back up and pounce at Wang Hu, Wang Hu's feet stepped on his neck.

The power far exceeded the Earth's limits, making the Demon King unable to move no matter how madly he struggled.

In this instant, the last remaining trace of rationality disappeared, and what was left was the savageness of a demon and a beast.

Wang Hu took a long look at it. This should be enough.

He stopped humiliating the Demon King and smacked down with his palm, rupturing the Demon King's divine body and causing it to disappear.

He extended his palm and activated the soul-searching technique.

In the information about the demons of Deep Abyss that Silly Girl gave him, it was said that there was a possibility for powerful demons to completely turn demonic if they lose their self-control and all rational thought.

At times like this, their souls were at their weakest.

Wang Hu was certain that the soul of this demon was extraordinary. From the way he saw it, only when the Demon King lost his rationality and was heavily injured at the same time could he stand a chance to search its soul.

Actually, he did not expect that this so-called Demon King was so sensitive about losing face. After he discovered this trait, he only tested the Demon King a few times, and it drove him completely demonic.

As he activated the soul-searching technique, a faint smile appeared on his face.

After two minutes, he retracted his hand.

At this point, the Demon King of Nowhere came back to his senses, and he stared abhorrently at Wang Hu. "I swear I will…"

Before he could finish, Wang Hu crushed half of the Demon King's face with a wave of his hand.

He looked disdainfully at the Demon King and said coldly, "Fool. To prevent you from escaping, I even spent a huge effort to set up a shield here. But turns out you're just a useless trash."

The Demon King's eyes turned red again.

He growled, "Even if I injure my soul, I have to kill you."

As he finished, a mysterious glow shot out from his eyes towards Wang Hu.

It was a faint silhouette of a palm.