Boom, boom, boom!
An unprecedented tangled war between gods and demons had broken out above the Camor Plateaus!
10 deities—Puhaman wasn’t present—and 45 demons instantly clashed against one another.
The 10 deities were all lesser deities that had just assimilated their divine cores, while the 45 demons consisted of nine Great Demon Lords and 36 Demon Lords.
On paper, the deities appeared to be at a complete and absolute disadvantage, and chances of victory were worryingly low—and the truth was indeed so.
On average, each deity was being besieged by one Great Demon Lord and three Demon Lords. Moreover, the deities had only just assimilated their divine cores, so all 11 of them were completely being suppressed by the Demon Lords.
Surrounded by perils and stuck in a precarious situation, they seemed like they might perish any moment.
Yet Meng Lei wasn’t worried about that at all. His gaze stayed on Cyrus, and he said, “Mr. Cyrus, it’s just you and me now.”
“The audacity of you, human deity!”
Sharp, forceful murderous intent emanated from Cyrus. It said, “Even if we put the matter of annihilating my army aside for now, to think you actually dare to pursue us all the way here to seek your own death!”
“We’ll talk about whether or not I’m seeking my own death later on.” Meng Lei gave him a leisurely smile and said, “But for deploying a demon army to invade my territory without any reason, don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”
“You’ll naturally get one if you beat me in a fight!”
Cyrus bared its fangs and said, “Otherwise, both you and those deities of yours will all perish by my fangs and end up in my belly!”
“Let’s fight, then!”
Meng Lei stretched and loosened his neck muscles, producing crisp cracks as he did so. Then, he said, “On account of your senior status, I’ll allow you to make the first move.”
“You cocky deity, die!”
Enraged, Cyrus threw a punch out.
Although it was currently in human form, its punch nevertheless still held incredibly fearsome power. The fragile, brittle dimension instantly broke, and its fist appeared right in front of Meng Lei as if it had teleported.
It was fast! Incredibly so!
It was wild and raging! Exceptionally so!
Wild, violent power erupted with a great blast. Anyone, even a pinnacle-level lesser deity, would no doubt be reduced to a bloody pulp should they receive the full brunt of the punch.
Meng Lei could totally sense the terrifying power the punch contained. In the instant it came at him, he used Dark-Elemental Transformation right away and transformed into a cloud of drifting dark elements.
“Dark-Elemental Transformation!”
Cyrus immediately recognized Meng Lei’s move. It couldn’t help but let out an icy snort. Then, it said, “Demon’s Domain!”
Buzz…
A great force abruptly manifested and froze the dimension around Meng Lei. Meng Lei was rendered immobile—in fact, he couldn’t even resume human form!
“You arrogant human deity!”
Cyrus said coldly, “Your cultivation level is too low. I don’t even need to use other means because my Demon’s Domain alone is enough to completely subdue you.”
“Demon’s Domain?”
Meng Lei perked up.
Since deities had God’s Domain, Demon Gods naturally also had their own Domain of the Demons, which was also shortened to Demon’s Domain by the Demon Gods. It was merely a difference in names.
As expected, Demon’s Domain cast by a Demon God that rivals an intermediate deity is exceptionally powerful!
Meng Lei sighed inwardly. Then, he promptly teleported and quietly disappeared from the Demon’s Domain range.
“He vanished?”
Cyrus was a little startled at the sight, and it stared somewhat disbelievingly at Meng Lei, who was a short distance away.
“There weren’t any power of divinity or air-current fluctuations. If my guess is right, what you’ve just used must be a special spatial ability?”
“Bingo!” Meng Lei smiled and replied, “To be more accurate, it’s teleportation.”
“Teleportation!”
Cyrus narrowed its eyes slightly, great waves churning in its heart. Not only did the other party possess the Divine Netherworld Phoenix bloodline and the Grim Reaper Scythe, but he could even use powerful special abilities like Dark-Elemental Transformation and Teleportation!
Just what kind of existence was Meng Lei? Why did he own such powerful and fearsome abilities, and so many at that?
“Cyrus, you’re very strong,” Meng Lei gazed at Cyrus and said, “What a shame that you’re not a match for me. I’ll give you a chance at survival. I hope you can seize the opportunity. Submit to me!”
“How presumptuous!” Cyrus snorted. “You’re a deity with secrets that I’m very interested in. As long as you hand over all your secrets, I’m willing to give you a way out.”
“Since that’s the case, then let’s fight!” Meng Lei smiled calmly and said, “I’m going to show you my greatest trump card now!”
Thick, viscous black flames suddenly burst forth from Meng Lei as he spoke. It was as though his entire body had burst into flames. The more the black flames blazed, the stronger they became…
Toward the end, Meng Lei had completely turned into a fiercely-blazing large black fireball.
Floating in the center of the black fireball was a handsome and powerful-looking beast with a wingspan that exceeded 100 meters!
Ink-black in color all over and covered in rising black flames, it had a cockatoo-like head, a snake-like neck, a strong jaw, a raised back, and a fishtail…
Boom!
A fearsome and intimidating aura emanated from the handsome and powerful-looking beast and swept toward all directions, wantonly weighing down on everyone.
The 50 gods and demons that were originally entangled in chaotic battles halted their movements, turning to the floating beast covered in black flames and staring at it in disbelief.
“W-what a terrifying aura!”
“The Divine Netherworld Phoenix! That’s the divine beast from Hell, the Divine Netherworld Phoenix!”
“No wonder Master can manipulate the Netherworld Divine Fire. So he’s really a Divine Netherworld Phoenix!”
Be it Bubbles and the other true gods or the Demon Lord masses, everyone was filled with trepidation.
Even if they temporarily disregarded the Divine Netherworld Phoenix’s intimidating status, just the aura that Meng Lei was currently giving off was already enough to prevent them from even forming the desire to battle him.
It was too scary!
“How long has it only been? Yet he has already become that strong? Just how exactly does that guy cultivate?”
Rose, the Spider Goddess, had a complex look in her eyes. She couldn’t help but think back to the time when she had first met Meng Lei.
Meng Lei had only been a tiny little half-deity back then. Had it not been for his strange special abilities and the Netherworld Divine Fire, he wouldn’t have been her match at all.
How long had it only been since then? Yet Meng Lei’s aura had far surpassed that of a lesser deity by now and reached a level that even the Spider Goddess couldn’t identify anymore. She couldn’t help but feel as if she had lived her entire life in vain.
“The Divine Netherworld Phoenix!”
Cyrus was also watching Meng Lei. A barely discernible hint of wariness flashed across its eyes as it said, “As expected, you really are a Divine Netherworld Phoenix! I’ve underestimated you!
“Mr. Cyrus, come at me at full power!” Meng Lei flapped his wings and said, “Otherwise, you won’t even have a chance at beating me!”
“Having a death wish? I’ll fulfill your wish!”
Cyrus moved carefully.
Meng Lei’s current aura had completely reached a Demon God’s level and wasn’t weaker than his by much. Moreover, Meng Lei was even a Divine Netherworld Phoenix. How would it dare to underestimate him?
Howl!
A loud, sonorous roar later, the Dark Demonic Dragon promptly transformed into its true form, and a pitch-black, 100,000-feet-long Demonic Dragon appeared.
It wasn’t very big in size and was about the same size as a true god-level Colossal Dragon. However, the aura it gave off was ridiculously strong and infinitely more powerful than a true god-level Colossal Dragon’s!
“Great!”
Meng Lei raised his head and laughed into the heavens. Then, with a light flap of his wings, he turned into a black thunderbolt that lunged toward the Dark Demonic Dragon, coming right up to it in the blink of an eye.
“Are you actually intending to wrestle with me?”
The Dark Demonic Dragon released a couple of tornadoes from its nostrils at the sight, while its thick, muscular tail morphed into an iron whip that lashed mercilessly at Meng Lei.
Whoosh!
