Chapter 829 - 756: Invincible Domain

Chapter 829: Chapter 756: Invincible Domain

Shao Qiu’s death was undoubtedly another massive blow to Du Jun. He had summoned a total of five people: four city bosses and one representative. Now, three of the bosses were already dead. They were all directors of the Demon Management Bureau in their respective cities—figures of high status and immense authority. Now, they had all died right inside City B’s Bureau. If word of this got out, it would definitely cause an enormous uproar.

Furthermore, many officers in his Bureau had also died. If they had just been killed by the Ghost Demon, it wouldn’t be quite as unforgivable. But if the Ghost Demon managed to escape in the end, Du Jun would have no choice but to commit seppuku to atone for his failure. The sin would be too great. Even if he killed the Ghost Demon, the merit would not outweigh his faults.

Damn it, how had things turned out like this? Were city bosses really that easy to kill? Three of them had died in a flash.

Du Jun currently hated the Ghost Demon to his very core, wishing he could slice it into a thousand pieces. Now that Ling Yihang, the head honcho, was also here, the Ghost Demon was undoubtedly dead meat. However, the current situation was actually quite similar to what they had planned and anticipated earlier: a Super Great Demon fighting against the Ghost Demon. A dog-eat-dog fight.

Only now, Du Jun wasn’t happy in the slightest, because the price of their losses was already far too high. So high that he could no longer bear it.

At this time, Du Jun and Ling Yihang made quick work of knocking out the group of mind-controlled subordinates before turning their attention back to the Ghost Demon and the Super Great Demon.

"Younger Brother Ling, can you tell the origins of this Demon?" Du Jun asked. He had previously exchanged a blow with this Great Demon, but he hadn’t gained the upper hand at all. He was very curious about the other party’s background.

"There are only so many powerful Deep Mountain Demon Kings in the Yaoling Mountain Range," Ling Yihang replied. "Ever since the king of the Snake Race wiped out most of them two years ago, the Snake Emperor emerged from nowhere and unified the Yaoling Mountain Range, stabilizing its situation. For this Demon’s cultivation to be so unfathomably deep, it can’t be a nameless nobody."

This Demon hadn’t revealed its true form, so Ling Yihang couldn’t figure it out either. However, the killing intent in Ling Yihang’s eyes was completely unrestrained. If he killed the Ghost Demon and the Super Great Demon, all the credit would be his. His position within the official ranks would become irreplaceable.

Things hadn’t developed according to Du Jun’s expectations, but they were advancing perfectly according to Ling Yihang’s plans. The two men’s moods were actually diametrically opposed.

Suddenly, Ling Yihang looked at Du Jun, his expression turning dark. The city bosses who had come to the Demon Management Bureau were all practically dead, leaving only the one right in front of him. He was also the hardest to deal with. City B was quite a good city, hardly inferior to City S, which he controlled.

He thought, "Boss Du, oh, Boss Du. Don’t blame me."

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, everything must prioritize one’s own interests. Silently, Ling Yihang moved closer and closer to Du Jun. He knew that taking care of this boss wouldn’t be as easy as killing that woman, Shao Qiu. He had to secure a one-hit kill, not giving the other party even the slightest chance to react.

At this moment, murderous intent radiated from Ling Yihang.

Huh?

Du Jun abruptly felt the murderous intent coming from beside him. He shot Ling Yihang a glance, but he didn’t grow overly suspicious.

"War God Domain, open for me!"

Suddenly, Ling Yihang’s clothes fluttered without wind. His entire body erupted with a shocking, terrifying aura before a peculiar wave of energy swept out. The entire Demon Management Bureau was instantly enveloped within it, plunging into pitch-black darkness.

"Younger Brother Ling, you... you’ve actually cultivated the Invincible Domain?" Du Jun was immensely startled.

At the same time, Tu Xiao’an and the Ghost Demon not far away were equally shocked—utterly astonished. Because they felt the space they were in suddenly change, rendering them incapable of acting on their own volition.

The so-called Invincible Domain was like an independent, personal pocket space; within it, the caster was a god-like existence. This was not a mortal technique. Though called the War God Domain, it was actually a power exclusive to Rank Four Divine Spirits. To possess this kind of domain at Rank Three equated to an invincible existence.

Du Jun was also at the Rank Three Peak. Even though he was just one step away from Perfection, he knew he would never master domain abilities in his lifetime. That was something only Divine Spirits could achieve.

Surprised, shocked, and astonished, Du Jun was nevertheless happy. Because they were on the same side. Ling Yihang truly lived up to his reputation as a once-in-a-millennium genius. Inviting him here this time was simply too worth it.

"Haha, Younger Brother Ling, you’re quite good at hiding things! To think you’ve actually mastered a domain technique. It looks like this Ghost Demon won’t be able to escape even if it grows wings."

Ling Yihang smiled faintly and said with a double meaning, "Indeed. In my domain, no one can escape. Whoever I want dead, will die."

The most crucial point was that within his own domain, he could do whatever he wanted without fear of anyone else finding out.

Tu Xiao’an’s eyelids twitched violently. Foregoing his playful teasing of the Ghost Demon, he fixed his gaze entirely on Ling Yihang. He felt as though he had been trapped in a drawn circle. Not only had the Ghost Demon become Ling Yihang’s prey, but he had as well. Because he was a Demon. However, Tu Xiao’an wasn’t entirely certain if Ling Yihang would eventually make a move against him.

At this moment, he saw Ling Yihang looking right back at him, smiling. That smile slowly solidified as a sharp light burst from his eyes. Killing intent, murderous drive, a lethal aura. He held hostility toward Demons—a very deep-seated hostility. Given how sensitive Tu Xiao’an was, he felt it immediately. The other party was even deliberately letting him feel it; it was naked and completely unmasked.

Suddenly, Tu Xiao’an became flabbergasted. Ling Yihang moved; unable to hold back any longer, he struck. But Ling Yihang didn’t strike at him, nor did he strike at the Ghost Demon. Instead, he struck at Du Jun right beside him.

The two of them were standing too close. With lightning speed, Ling Yihang delivered a crisp, clean palm strike squarely against Du Jun’s chest. A majestic, boundless power surged endlessly from the blow.

Du Jun’s chest caved in. SPURT...!

His expression changed drastically in sheer disbelief. As he was sent flying backward, the two men remained face-to-face, their eyes locked onto each other. The fierce force of Ling Yihang’s palm wind remained tightly pressed against Du Jun’s chest.

"Why..." It took a full half moment for Du Jun to recover his senses. Disregarding his own pain, he asked with a hoarse voice. He was utterly bewildered, having completely failed to anticipate this.

Ling Yihang smiled faintly, looking refined and gentle. He lightly retracted his palm, formed it into a fist, and aimed it at Du Jun like the muzzle of a gun before saying, "Boss Du, you’re old, do you know that?"

Old? He had lived for over three hundred years, but for a Rank Three Peak War God, such an age wasn’t considered old at all. Du Jun could easily live for another three hundred, or even five hundred years. But what did that have to do with a sneak attack? They were on the same fucking side, in the same boat! Could it be that he was also being controlled by the Ghost Demon? That was impossible. How could a genius who had cultivated the Invincible Domain be controlled by the Ghost Demon?

"Your City B, under your jurisdiction, is a complete mess. You don’t have the ability to protect the people of this city properly, but I can help you," he said faintly.

The moment these words came out, Du Jun seemed to understand just a little bit. But he was still in a state of bewilderment.

BOOM...!

Ling Yihang’s fist fiercely struck out with earth-shattering force. Even if a towering mountain were in front of him, it would have been blasted into rubble.

Du Jun suffered the heavy blow, and his entire body was blasted flying backward. From the looks of it, the impact was absolutely enough to turn him into a vanishing shooting star. But this was Ling Yihang’s domain; he was a god here.

The next moment, as if he hadn’t been blasted away at all, Du Jun was standing right in front of Ling Yihang once more. His entire body was covered in blood, and his aura had plummeted drastically. Just a mere palm and fist strike had forced Du Jun, a Rank Three Peak War God, to endure massive damage. Because Ling Yihang hadn’t shown the slightest bit of mercy with his attacks. They seemed like simple attacks, but their lethality was immense.

"You were the one who killed Shao Qiu, weren’t you?"

In this moment, it suddenly dawned upon Du Jun. But it seemed he had realized it a little too late.

Ling Yihang harbored the wild ambitions of a wolf.