Eternal Heart
Chapter 677: The Collapse of Hua Rong

"Right, since you just made a move against Junior Brother Chen, let’s call that your first move and now you only have two left!”

Tu Zhixiang’s seductive smile carried a hint of playfulness.

Upon hearing this, Hua Rong was so furious he almost spat blood on the spot.

This was bullying to the extreme!

Participating in a challenge he couldn’t win, and having to hand over a thousand contribution points, to top it off his three moves had been capriciously reduced to two!

Hua Rong was a bit impressed with himself for being able to endure such humiliation.

But what could he do when both the fourth and third disciples of the Silent Blood Valley Master were present?

The fourth disciple, Tu Zhixiang, was ranked sixty-third among the strong in the “Southern Domain Youth Leaderboard.”

And the third disciple, Feng Wuxue, had made it into the top twenty before the age of fifty.

Most crucially, the current Feng Wuxue was the “Young Valley Master” of Blood Demon Valley.

Among the five valleys, each only had one Young Valley Master.

This position could only arise from among the disciples of the Valley Master.

Once someone became the Young Valley Master, their status was even above that of the ordinary elders.

Given such a status, how could Hua Rong dare to offend him?

The Young Valley Master was the future pillar of the entire sect, receiving the sect’s full support and cultivation; only the Young Valley Master could succeed as Valley Master, even ascending to be the Grand Valley Master of Black Demon Valley.

This was precisely why the greatest ambition of a Black Demon Valley disciple was to become a disciple of the Valley Master and then vie for the position of Young Valley Master!

But being noticed by the Valley Master and taken as a disciple was highly challenging.

And among the many disciples of the Valley Master, competing to become the Young Valley Master was even tougher.

"Heh, who would have thought that Young Valley Master Feng Wuxue would grace us with his presence, and given he’s also Chen Yu’s Senior Brother, it’s Hua Rong’s own fault.”

"This time Hua Rong is really in a sorry state, not only losing face but also squandering a thousand contribution points for nothing.”

The new and older disciples of the Blood Demon Valley did not hesitate to mock.

"Make your move!”

Chen Yu appeared relaxed and casual.

To Hua Rong, this seemed more like provocation and mockery.

"Here comes the second move, be careful Junior Brother Chen!”

Hua Rong glared at Chen Yu, his voice filled with teeth-gritting anger.

He wanted to go all out and kill Chen Yu on the spot.

But Hua Rong couldn’t do that, instead he had to worry about injuring Chen Yu if he hit too hard.

Hua Rong extended his palm, and around it swirled a thick jet of demonic light.

Boom and hiss!

A strike of his claws unleashed five thick tendrils of black demonic light, lashing towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu channeled his True Yuan, activating the High Grade Inner Armor, and immediately a layer of ancient, dark green light appeared around him.

Boom boom boom!

Hua Rong’s attack landed on the defensive shield of Chen Yu’s High Grade Armor.

After persisting for a while, Hua Rong’s attack dissipated.

The defensive light shield around Chen Yu did not break but merely dimmed slightly.

This second move was even weaker than the first.

Seeing this, the new disciples of Blood Demon Valley broke into laughter.

A venerable Sky Sea Realm fighter battling against a late-stage Guiyuan Realm Peak cultivator and yet not breaching the defense with one strike would be quite an embarrassment if word got out.

"Hah, he deserves it!”

Disciples from the Shi Family and Yang Fenghou laughed.

At this moment, they could imagine how miserable and devastated Hua Rong must feel inside.

He must be filled with rage, yet not daring to use his full strength and instead humbling himself.

Few people could really withstand it.

"Brother Hua, no need to hold back. Or is this your true strength?”

Chen Yu couldn’t help but smile.

"Junior Brother Chen… better not be… too cocky!”

Hearing these words, Hua Rong’s eyes bulged with rage, and through clenched teeth, he squeezed out a few words.

In fact, Chen Yu was hoping that Hua Rong would take it more seriously.

The experience of combat against a Sky Sea Realm opponent was indeed precious and rare.

Moreover, having killed Stone Clan Venerable in the Stone Cloud Realm, Chen Yu wasn’t worried even if Hua Rong did fight seriously.

As everyone anticipated the third move, waiting for the farce to end,

Suddenly, a reckless and wild laugh echoed through Blood Demon Gorge: “Hahaha, who would’ve thought I’d bump into the Young Valley Master Feng Wuxue at the Blood Demon Gorge.”

Everyone looked up and saw a man clad in black armor standing proudly above Blood Demon Gorge.

"Young Brother Shen, what brings you here?”

Feng Wuxue greeted him with a smile.

"The fifth disciple of the Demon Valley Master, the ‘Little Demon King’ Shen Ji.”

"Shen Ji, he was the top recruit during the last intake of disciples by the Demon Valley!”

Others exclaimed in shock.

Nobody expected that not only the Young Valley Master of the Blood Demon Valley would be present that day but also the Little Demon King Shen Ji from Demon Valley.

But because of this, everyone felt an ominous turn in the situation.

The five valleys of Black Demon Valley were not in harmony, and Demon Valley and Blood Demon Valley had significant conflicts.

"Just wandering around and found myself here,”

Shen Ji declared loudly, but everyone could tell that this was a fabricated excuse.

"Hua Rong, why are you dueling with a junior at the peak of the Late Guiyuan Realm? Isn’t that shameful? Just finish him off and come back to Demon Valley with me!”

Shen Ji grinned, revealing a pair of sharp canine teeth with his smile.

With those words, Shen Ji’s intention became clear.

"Shen Ji!”

Tu Zhixiang immediately rebuked with a delicate shout.

"Isn’t this Miss Zhixiang? Calling out my name like this, how unusual.”

Shen Ji looked at Tu Zhixiang with a smile full of meaning.

"If anything happens to my Junior Brother on stage, I will not let you off easily.”

Tu Zhixiang said bluntly, seeing that Shen Ji was playing dumb.

"Hahahaha, as if you can beat me!”

Shen Ji laughed out loud, his gaze at Tu Zhixiang filled with even more pride and recklessness.

On the martial arts platform, Hua Rong looked at Shen Ji, his face flushing clear of the frustration, grief, and humiliation to reveal an excited, almost crazed smile.

"Chen Yu, the third move!”

Hua Rong stared at Chen Yu, snarling with a vicious smile.

Clearly, Shen Ji was backing him up. If he showed cowardice again, he would only disappoint Shen Ji and end up offending both sides.

Moreover, Hua Rong himself had accumulated endless rage, which he could no longer wait to vent on Chen Yu.

So this time, Hua Rong was determined to go all out!

Boom!

A hundred zhang around, Demonic Qi surged to the sky, rampaging.

Hua Rong comprehended the essence of demonic might, forming the “Hundred Zang Demonic Qi.” Within this range, other cultivators would be attacked and suppressed by the Demonic Qi, while his own attacks would be amplified.

The entire martial arts platform was enveloped in rampaging Demonic Qi; those below the Sky Sea Realm could not even see clearly the center of the platform.

"Damn it!”

Tu Zhixiang showed a trace of worry on her delicate face, seemingly ready to intervene.

But Feng Wuxue beside her stretched out a hand to stop Tu Zhixiang.

"The fight between them is fair and reasonable; it’s inappropriate for us to interfere,” Feng Wuxue said indifferently.

"But, Junior Brother Chen

Tu Zhixiang knew that the fight between Chen Yu and Hua Rong was agreed upon by both parties. If she were to interfere, it would be truly taking advantage of one’s power to bully the fewer in number and would also negatively impact the reputation of the Silent Blood Valley Master.

"Demon Claw!”

Hua Rong roared, launching the attack with one claw.

Demon Claw was a rather famous demonic martial art within the Demon Valley. Newly joined disciples of the Demon Valley would typically choose this technique to condense their demonic intent, which could be considered the basic martial art that new disciples learn upon entering the Demon Valley.

Although this was so, the martial art was fierce and domineering; the stronger the demonic intent, the more the attack would increase.

A gigantic, pitch-black claw could be seen, summoning a fierce Demonic Qi gust, descending as if to grind Chen Yu into powder.

Merely the shadow of a claw appeared, but Chen Yu saw it as a ferocious demon, with its overwhelming demonic intent pressing down on him, giving him an immense sense of pressure.

"Now this gets interesting.”

A hint of a smile crossed Chen Yu’s face.

Taking a deep breath, the fourth demonic pattern on Chen Yu’s body surged, wrapping around his left arm.

Swallowing Cloud Demon Fist!

Chen Yu mobilized a vast amount of Demon Pattern True Essence, concentrating it in his arm, and threw a punch.

At the same time, Chen Yu also called upon a large amount of Blood Crystal Flame, merging it into the punch.

Boom!

A fist as huge as the Demon Claw was unleashed, crashing heavily against it.

"Chen Yu is actually taking the initiative to attack; he really doesn’t know what death is!”

"Against the Sky Sea Realm, full defense might give a slight chance of survival; to take the offense is simply courting death!”

Many of the surrounding senior disciples exclaimed in amazement.

Neither Tu Zhixiang nor Feng Wuxue had expected Chen Yu to take such action.

Bang!

On the martial arts platform, one could see the domineering, gigantic demonic claw clashing against the solid, fiery red demonic fist, creating a terrifying storm from the collision of the two forces.

Chen Yu’s attack was not as fragile as imagined.

Demons are arrogant, domineering, and unrestrained. Chen Yu found that when facing powerful opponents, his demonic intent became even more refined and powerful.

The efficacy of the Demon Intent Fruit he had consumed earlier was now fully squeezed out, making the demonic intent in his punch extremely powerful and able to contend with the Demon Claw.

"This can’t be?”

Hua Rong’s face showed astonishment; the strong demonic intent in Chen Yu’s Demon Fist negated the demonic intent in his claw, effectively weakening his own attack.

Nevertheless, Hua Rong was of the Sky Sea Realm, and his full-strength attack would not be simple.

Bang!

The firey Demon Fist was torn apart, and the demonic wind and sea of fire rushed to both sides.

A pitch-black, domineering claw charged out from the middle, continuing to aim for Chen Yu.

On the other hand, Hua Rong suddenly felt an unusual sensation and his body tilted slightly.

Swoosh!

A blood-colored sword light flashed and vanished.

Hua Rong glanced at his chest, where a five-inch long cut had appeared on his clothing.

Before mounting a full defense, Chen Yu had also launched an attack on Hua Rong.

Confident of victory, Hua Rong had been careless and otherwise might have been able to dodge Chen Yu’s Yangming Sword Point.

On the other side.

Chen Yu, fully on the defensive, activated the defensive power of the High Grade Armor, then put on the Demon Scale Armor.

Peng!

Hua Rong’s Demon Claw descended, slicing through the ancient aqua-colored light film formed by the High-Grade Armor, then landed on the Demon Scale Armor.

At this moment, the strike’s power had only retained three to four parts of its original strength, and though it damaged the Demon Scale Armor, it did not injure Chen Yu in the slightest.

"He actually… blocked it!”

Hua Rong stood frozen on the other side of the martial arts platform, his eyes wide.

"He blocked it!”

"Look, there’s a cut on Hua Rong’s clothing!”

Silence suddenly fell around.

Chen Yu not only blocked Hua Rong’s attack but also, at some point, had managed to slice through Hua Rong’s clothing.

"It seems my concern was unnecessary; perhaps Master does see great potential in Junior Brother Chen.”

Tu Zhixiang’s expression of amazement faded, replaced with her usual smile.

Whereas Feng Wuxue and Shen Ji gave Chen Yu a few more glances, their expressions slowly returned to normal.

"Useless fellow, don’t bother returning to the Demon Valley!”

The cold words of the Little Demon King, Shen Ji, echoed through Blood Demon Gorge.

"Junior Brother Shen

Hu Rong called out anxiously, only to discover that Shen Ji had already disappeared.

He felt as if struck by thunder, ready to chase after to plead for mercy.

Boom!

Suddenly, a vast crimson light curtain surged forth, splitting the entire Blood Demon Gorge in two.

Hua Rong crashed against the curtain of blood, immediately screaming in agony before he fell onto the martial arts platform, his complexion significantly paler.

"Where are you going? Hand over your contribution points!”

Tu Zhixiang smiled charmingly, with a hint of danger.