195: Nanming Li Huo, the nemesis of the demon race.

"Croak—!"

A deafening croak echoed through the valley.

That Golden Giant Toad, with its mountain-like size, though bearing old wounds, still possessed the foundation of an Eighth-Rank Spirit Puppet.

Its long, barbed tongue, like a golden dragon, tightly coiled around the Demon Race leader, the Thorn Demon—a half-step Sixth-Tier Expert in mid-air—forcing him to respond with his full strength.

"Good opportunity!"

A sharp glint flashed in Qin Lang's eyes.

Taking advantage of the leader being pinned down, he did not hesitate, and his Divine Thought surged out like a tidal wave.

"Go!"

The twelve Flying Swords hovering at his side instantly turned their blades.

The crimson Phoenix Divine Flame attached itself to the sword bodies, resembling twelve fire dragons, and roared towards the Fifth-Tier Demon Race below with destructive high temperatures.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Blood splattered, and screams rose one after another.

Those Fifth-Tier Demon Race, who originally possessed astonishing defensive capabilities, were now like paper under Qin Lang's swords.

The protective devilish armor that could withstand heavy artillery bombardment melted like wax the moment it encountered the Phoenix Divine Flame.

The attached flames were like maggots on a bone; once they touched, they burned crazily, causing the demons to roll on the ground in pain, their combat effectiveness greatly reduced.

"Damn it! This brat's flames are strange!"

A Fifth-Tier Winged Demon screamed in terror, trying to extinguish the flames on its body, only to find them burning brighter the more it tried.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield.

Chen Xuan and Fan Lin, the two Fifth-Tier Experts, were also risking their lives.

"Don't even think about getting past!"

Chen Xuan's beard and hair stood on end, and the battle blade in his hand danced so densely that not even a drop of water could pass through. Relying on his desperate fighting style, he forcefully held back several Fifth-Tier demons attempting to reinforce their leader.

Although Fan Lin had lost one arm, her remaining hand still unleashed sharp ice-element techniques, pinning the enemies firmly in place.

However, both were injured, and they had used secret techniques that overdrawn their potential; once the time limit expired, the situation would inevitably collapse instantly.

"I must finish this quickly!"

Qin Lang's mind was as clear as a mirror; his gaze crossed the chaotic battlefield and locked firmly onto the most troublesome Thorn Demon.

To capture the bandits, one must first capture the king!

"Wrath of the Thunder God!"

Qin Lang held nothing back, raising his hand to cast a forbidden-curse-level thunder-element magic.

Rumble!

Thick purple thunder descended like divine punishment, striking directly at the Thorn Demon's crown.

"Trifling skill!"

The Thorn Demon roared, its body's bone spurs surging, and it forcefully withstood the blow.

But just at the moment he was distracted by resisting the thunder.

Qin Lang's figure suddenly and eerily vanished.

When he reappeared, he was less than ten meters behind the Thorn Demon.

"Freeze!"

Space Lockdown was activated instantly.

The Thorn Demon's body suddenly stiffened.

Although with his powerful cultivation, he only needed one second to break free from this restraint.

But for Qin Lang, one second was enough!

"Crack!"

A crisp shattering sound rang out in Qin Lang's hand.

The white jade pendant he had been holding in his palm shattered on cue.

That was the life-saving trump card gifted by Fu Yuechi—the sword heart jade!

"Hum!"

An extremely cold Sword Intent that caused the heavens and earth to change color erupted suddenly.

A brilliant, icy-blue sword light, as if crossing the boundaries of time and space, carrying the kill-intent of a Sixth-Tier Peak expert, instantly pierced through the Void Realm.

Fast! Too fast!

The Thorn Demon, having just broken free from the spatial restraint, didn't even have time to scream before being struck squarely in the chest by this sword light.

"Bang—!"

Terrifying cold air erupted instantly, freezing half of the Thorn Demon's body into an ice sculpture.

"Ah—!!"

The Thorn Demon let out an extremely shrill roar.

His tough Physical Body, inscribed with devilish runes, displayed terrifying resilience at this moment, forcefully resisting this fatal blow.

Although a large hole was blasted in his chest and half his body was frozen.

But he did not die!

"Crack! Crack!"

The ice layer cracked rapidly under the impact of the Devilish Qi, and the killing intent in the Thorn Demon's eyes was almost tangible.

"Human! I will swallow you alive!"

Seeing that he was about to break out of the ice.

Qin Lang's face revealed a cruel sneer.

"Not dead? Then let me add some more fire for you!"

He thrust his left hand out abruptly, and in his palm, a cluster of eerie cyan-purple flames suddenly rose.

That was the Ancient Cultivator Legacy obtained from Li Huo Palace—the Nanming Li Fire!

"Go!"

Qin Lang flicked his finger.

This seemingly inconspicuous little flame landed lightly on the Thorn Demon's wound.

The next second.

A miracle happened.

The moment this flame touched the Devilish Qi, it became instantly and incomparably violent, like a shark that had smelled blood.

It ignored all of the Thorn Demon's Devilish Qi defenses and set him directly ablaze!

It treated the Devilish Qi as fuel, drilling crazily into the wound, burning the Thorn Demon's body from the inside out.

"What kind of fire is this?! No—!"

The Thorn Demon let out a wail a hundred times more miserable than before.

That was the pain of the Soul being burned!

Nanming Li Fire, the bane of all devilish evil in the world!

"Save me! Quickly save me!"

The Thorn Demon panicked completely; he tried desperately to escape, only to find that the surrounding space had become incredibly viscous again.

Spatial distortion!

And that Golden Giant Toad was very cooperative, its huge tongue lashing out like a whip, knocking him back into the sea of fire time and time again.

"Grand Commander!"

The surrounding Fifth-Tier Demon Race saw this, their eyes turned red, and they charged madly toward Chen Xuan and the other, wanting to carve out a bloody path to rescue him.

"Want to get past? Only if you step over my dead body!"

A trace of determination flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes.

He suddenly pulled out a blood-red Talisman and slapped it hard against his own chest.

Blood Burning Talisman!

Boom!

The old man's aura surged instantly, briefly climbing to the Fifth-Tier Peak!

He, alone with one blade, appeared like a mad demon, forcefully holding back five enemies by himself, firmly blocking the Demon Race's rescue route.

"Die for me!"

On the other side, Qin Lang was not idle either.

Taking advantage of the Thorn Demon being burned to the brink of death by the divine fire, he controlled all his Flying Swords, pouring them down like a rainstorm.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The Thorn Demon, whose defenses had long since collapsed, was instantly turned into a hedgehog.

"I am not reconciled... I am not reconciled!"

In this desperate situation, a trace of crazy destructive intent flashed in the Thorn Demon's eyes.

"Then let's die together!"

His body suddenly expanded, and the remaining devilish core inside his body shone brightly.

Self-detonation!

"Not good!"

Qin Lang's expression changed, but he had already prepared for this.

"Hum!"

The seven star battle armor shone with golden light, and at the same time, more than a dozen spatial barriers were instantly deployed in front of him.

"Boom—!!!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar.

The self-detonation of a half-step Sixth-Tier Expert had the power comparable to a small nuclear bomb.

The terrifying shockwave swept in all directions, leveling the entire valley by a layer.

Dust billowed.

After a long while, a golden figure walked out of the ruins, looking somewhat disheveled.

Although the light of the seven star battle armor had dimmed significantly, Qin Lang was completely unharmed.

He brushed the dust off his body, looked at the huge crater in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"I said it before: you are surrounded by me."

With the fall of the Thorn Demon, the Demon Race army, which had been attacking frantically, instantly seemed to have had its backbone removed.

With the leader dead, the morale of the army dissipated.

"Run! Quickly run!"

I don't know who shouted it, but the remaining Demon Race had no more will to fight; they threw away their helmets and armor, fleeing in all directions.

"We won... We won!"

Chen Xuan slumped to the ground, tears of an old man streaming down his face.

"Kill! Leave none alive!"

Fan Lin endured the severe pain, her eyes filled with the joy of revenge.

The morale of the human Evolvers soared, and led by Qin Lang, they launched a full-scale pursuit!