Chapter 161: Old Demon Jialou

"There is no need to travel down the Underworld Road. It seems the Son of God Alliance really has colluded with the Demon race. Am I right, Senior Brother Chengyan?"

Gu Renfeng looked at the figure in the black robe and said coldly.

A wisp of mist lingered in his eyes—a spiritual eye technique capable of seeing through illusions. It shared some similarities with Qi-observing arts, yet the gap between them remained vast.

"As expected, it couldn't be kept from you. Had I known, I wouldn't have bothered with this charade."

The black-robed figure lowered his hood, revealing a familiar face. It was none other than Chengyan, who had repeatedly targeted Lin Fan before. The three individuals behind him dropped their disguises as well, all of them members of the Son of God Alliance. None of these three had reached the Heaven-Human Realm, yet they were all at the peak of the Vein-Condensing Realm.

"The Son of God Alliance has a lot of nerve. You are traitors to the human race."

Gu Renfeng's expression remained unchanged, though his killing intent surged to the heavens. Although rumors had previously linked the Son of God Alliance to the demons, it had never been confirmed. He had not expected it to be the absolute truth.

Yet, a deeper chill gripped Gu Renfeng's heart. Since Chengyan made no attempt to conceal himself anymore, it meant he had already resolved to kill them without fail.

"Words shouldn't be spoken so carelessly. Our relationship with the demons is merely one of mutual utilization, taking what we each need. Only under specific circumstances would we stand together like this. Aside from you two, however, who else could prove that Cheng Yu was standing with the demons today?"

Chengyan sneered, brimming with absolute confidence. Having long ago reached the two-decay stage of the Heaven-Human Realm—and nearing its mid-phase at that—he possessed a might far beyond Gu Renfeng's reach.

"Heh, I'd like to know how the Son of God Alliance managed to find out where I was staying?"

Ignoring the implication, Chengyan shifted the topic—something he had been wanting to figure out all along.

"The Divine Court didn't react slowly either, even dispatching low-level Fleshly-Body Realm disciples carrying supreme healing treasures. Unfortunately, every single move your squads made was crystal clear to us. Through deduction, we finally figured out you were here."

Chengyan answered every question without hesitation, entirely disregarding Gu Renfeng and his companion.

"So that's how it was."

Gu Renfeng nodded, saying nothing more. He had already prepared himself for battle, his vital energy surging. Though heavily wounded at the moment, the Heaven-Human Realm remained the Heaven-Human Realm; the combat power unleashed by it was still terrifying.

"You two are far too weak."

Chengyan shook his head, having no intention of making a move himself, as his sole purpose was to hold the line and prevent Gu Renfeng and the others from escaping.

"Since the pleasantries are over, I shall make my move. I wonder how a human of the Heaven-Human Realm tastes."

Old Demon Jialou grinned hideously. His hands looked as though they had been forged from molten steel, pulsing with explosive power.

The three-headed and six-armed form was a divine ability of the human race, yet rumor had it that it actually originated as an imitation of the demons. Looking at it now, that certainly seemed to be the case.

A pitch-black giant hand spanned the void like a mountain range. Terrifying force erupted, turning the world upside down as the void shattered violently.

"Die!"

Gu Renfeng roared, driving a secret technique to recover his combat strength in a short burst. His entire body shone as he charged headlong.

His blood and vital energy surged like a true dragon, and the phantom of a golden lion materialized, roaring fiercely at the firmament. Its massive claws blotted out the sky as it hurtled toward Old Demon Jialou. This was a secret technique of the Gu family, passable only to direct descendants.

Feng Yu, standing nearby, also made his move. A forbidden artifact materialized in his hand, containing the power of the Heaven-Human Realm—a life-saving treasure bestowed upon him by the Feng family. He had no choice but to unleash it now.

The forbidden artifact took the form of a long mace imbued with a bizarre power. A beam of multicolored light shot straight into the cosmos, peerless and supreme.

"You have some ability, but it's not enough. You must be a disciple of the Golden Lion Roaring Gu family. What a pity that you can no longer revive their ancient prestige."

Old Demon Jialou wore a look of surprise, evidently caught off guard by the formidable combat strength erupted by Gu Renfeng and Feng Yu. But after all, he was an overlord at the two-decay stage of the Heaven-Human Realm. No matter how powerful the two youths were, they could not defy the heavens; ultimately, they were no match for him.

A demonic shadow materialized, and the three-headed, six-armed ability reappeared. Old Demon Jialou flicked a finger, shattering the heavens and earth with brilliant, blazing light. Unlike the dark and gloomy nature of ordinary demonic arts, this single finger carried a trace of supreme sanctity.

"Bang!"

Gu Renfeng's expression shifted drastically as he hurriedly retreated a few steps. Old Demon Jialou's attack was far too sharp, reaching the late phase of the two-decay Heaven-Human Realm. He was nowhere near a match for it.

The black finger descended straight down like a heavenly pillar, carrying peerless power.

With the Golden Lion Roar operating at full capacity, Gu Renfeng burned his own bloodline in hopes of reaching his absolute peak. Beside him, Feng Yu channeled his long mace, transforming it into a razor-sharp edge cleaving down from the nine heavens. The multicolored light grew even more brilliant, turning into an overwhelming deluge of radiant ribbons that flooded the firmament.

"Scram! Powerful though a forbidden artifact's might may be, it cannot last forever, and your strength is simply too weak."

Old Demon Jialou snorted coldly. Covering the sky with a single hand, he manipulated a secret technique to disrupt the activation of Feng Yu's forbidden artifact. He struck out with another palm; radiant light flashed, and a colossal hand of vital energy materialized, boundless as a dark cloud blocking out the sky.

Feng Yu's face turned pale as he retreated continuously. The long mace in his hand burned, desperately trying to break free from Old Demon Jialou's massive hand.

Yet, it was clear that Old Demon Jialou was overwhelmingly powerful. His vital energy churned with an incomparable might—a sanctity intertwined with demonic nature, far surpassing ordinary demons.

In truth, Old Demon Jialou was a member of the royal branch of the Six-Armed Demon race, though he had drifted away and lived in exile due to certain circumstances. Rumor had it that demonic blood could attain divinity, and the purest demonic bloodlines could actually approach the realm of gods. This explained why a trace of holiness seemed to emanate from Old Demon Jialou.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered across the sky as Gu Renfeng was sent flying, cracks fracturing all over his body. His fleshly vessel was collapsing, while the phantom of the golden lion was shattered into scattered points of light by Old Demon Jialou's single finger.

Having disposed of Gu Renfeng, Old Demon Jialou immediately spun around and launched an assault on Feng Yu. His vital energy surged to the heavens, flooding the firmament with dazzling, all-encompassing radiance.

"Ah!"

Roaring endlessly, Feng Yu pushed his vital energy to the limit, desperate to draw out the absolute peak combat power of the long mace. Regrettably, his realm was far too weak—he hadn't even reached the Heaven-Human Realm—so naturally, he could never hope to win.

Before long, a pitch-black demonic hand plummeted from the firmament, suppressing them like an ancient divine mountain. Its five fingers harbored towering demonic Qi—a world within the palm, laced with formidable refinement power.

In the end, the long mace in Feng Yu's hand could no longer hold out, shattered to pieces by a single punch. Feng Yu himself suffered a devastating blow; the Feng family's defensive divine ability was broken, leaving him on the brink of death with severe injuries.

Standing in the void with a cold gaze, Old Demon Jialou looked completely calm, having merely tested the waters just now without unleashing his full power.

"I must ask Brother Jialou to finish them off. Once these two are slain, the prior conditions will naturally be fulfilled. However, once this matter is settled, we will have no further ties to you. Our next meeting shall be a battle of life and death."

Chengyan glanced at Old Demon Jialou with lingering apprehension, clearly shaken by the latter's terrifying abilities.

"Easily done. I can still trust the word of the Son of God. Since you want me to deal a fatal blow, I won't refuse."

A satisfied expression crossed Old Demon Jialou's face before he turned his gaze back to the two figures of Gu Renfeng and Feng Yu.

(To be continued.)