I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 698 - 404: The Fall of the Kui Bull! The Holy Land Changes Hands!

Chapter 698: Chapter 404: The Fall of the Kui Bull! The Holy Land Changes Hands!

Beishan Holy Land, within the Secret Vault.

In an instant, heaven and earth were turned upside down.

Thunderous fury enveloped the heavens and the earth.

This realm trembled incessantly!

The small Kui Bull calf’s gaze turned deep, as if it had come to some understanding.

But in the next moment, it felt the world reversing and the scenery shifting.

It was unmistakable—Great Saint of Beishan had, with a single thought, transferred the calf from the Secret Vault to the summit of the main peak.

There stood two Kui Bulls facing one another.

The larger one was like a mountain, with an overwhelming presence.

The calf barely stood as tall as half a human, its eyes full of confusion, perfectly displaying a transparent naivety and a blank daze.

"..."

Great Saint of Beishan quietly gazed at this only pure-blooded offspring.

Since its birth, the calf had been placed within a Formation and subjected to the Blood Sacrifice Technique, purifying its bloodline to an even purer state.

Although it was descended from him, the purity of its bloodline surpassed even his own.

From birth, it had slumbered within the Formation, and its soul had become incomparably pure.

The inheritance of its bloodline had yet to awaken; its mind held no memories, no past experiences.

From those innocent eyes alone, it was clear—this was a blank slate!

In the next moment, Great Saint of Beishan’s gaze tightened.

The small Kui Bull calf let out a low cry, then opened its mouth slightly.

At that moment, a streak of Thunder Light burst forth from Great Saint of Beishan’s mouth.

Amid the Thunder Light, there was an ancient hammer, simple in design yet bearing intricate patterns.

The hammer fell into the calf’s mouth.

This was the Supreme Town Object of the Holy Land!

From this day forth, the Holy Land had a new master!

But with the Holy Land’s damage, the ensuing injuries would also transfer to the new master!

"Saint Master, are you feeling proud?"

Great Saint of Beishan’s eyes turned cold as his gaze shifted.

With a single thought, wind and thunder moved as one, and hundreds of surviving boys and girls were swallowed whole by him amidst their terrified screams.

The middle-aged man, battered beyond recognition and close to death, clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with rage.

He had already been gravely injured by Great Saint of Beishan, barely clinging to life, and had nearly been torn apart by those deceived children.

If not for his cultivation at the Peak of Qi Refining Realm, he would’ve died countless times over.

"You seek to save these little Human Clan whelps, yet I will force them to see you as an enemy, to loathe you so much they’d devour your flesh and blood."

Great Saint of Beishan spoke slowly: "You want to save them, yet before you die, I will devour them all!"

The middle-aged man’s body trembled as his eyes dimmed gradually.

But just as Great Saint of Beishan’s gaze hardened, lightning surged over the middle-aged man’s body, astonishingly reigniting his vitality in the throes of death.

"Your death will not be easy."

Great Saint of Beishan said coldly: "It is the first time I have been injured by an ant, and it is also the first time I have exhibited such patience with an ant like you..."

His tone was eerie: "Since today’s events began with you, a so-called Human Race Saint Master..."

"Whether the endeavor succeeds or fails, he will surely investigate and seek the outcome."

"Every word I speak now, that so-called Human Race Saint Master will likely perceive."

A heavy silence hung in the air.

The middle-aged man gave no response.

Great Saint of Beishan maintained his cold gaze before speaking again.

"Indeed, I underestimated this Human Race Saint Master’s cunning. Even after devastating the Holy Land, he still managed to leave behind such a method to strike at me. Impressive!"

His gaze returned to the middle-aged man as he said: "On the day you risked your life to save the Young Master, you suffered grievous injuries, teetering on the brink of death. Little did I expect it was all a bitter ruse... Yet, I ensured caution, penetrating your body with thunder; I perceived no anomalies!"

"This God-breaking Mallet, imbued with the Divine Power of the Old God, where did you obtain it?"

"And within this Holy Land, by what means did you conceal it from my senses, I—the Master of Holy Land?"

"If you’re willing to speak, I’ll grant you a swift death and spare the Humans within this Holy Land."

"If you refuse, I’ll keep you alive and devour every member of the Human Clan in this Holy Land, one by one, in front of your eyes!"

"You claim your lineage has ended, but you surely have distant relatives or kin."

"Speak, and they shall remain untouched. Otherwise... they will all die!"

Great Saint of Beishan’s glowing eyes bore into the middle-aged man.

To Him, a Human in the Qi Refining Realm was no different from an ant.

Typically, an ant that dared bite Him would be crushed instantly, utterly unworthy of His wrath or killing intent.

His current fury stemmed from the Human Race Saint Master!

What He sought was a glimpse of the Saint Master through this ant.

Furthermore, in Shenhe Holy Land, as the true ruler of this realm, how had the God-breaking Mallet, storing Divine Power from the Old God, been concealed from His senses?

This was the true source of His wrath!

His anger stemmed from unease!

If the mystery of the God-breaking Mallet’s concealment remained unsolved, even in His Holy Land, He would never dare to let His guard down.

If He couldn’t be at ease even in His last sanctuary,

then wouldn’t endless years ahead be spent in perpetual fear?

"Tell me—how did you hide the God-breaking Mallet earlier?"

Great Saint of Beishan gazed down at the ant: "If you are willing to speak, I might even let you go..."

The middle-aged man did not speak, merely lying on the ground and quietly gazing at Great Saint of Beishan.

At Great Saint of Beishan’s chest and abdomen, a massive wound pierced through His body and emerged from His back.

Yet the wound was writhing relentlessly, seemingly attempting to heal but ultimately failing to mend.

If the God-breaking Mallet had been driven solely by Human mana, He would only have sustained minor injuries.

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