Thud!

Accompanied by the sound of flesh ripping apart,

the giant tiger's body was completely torn asunder by Chu Feng.

Split into two halves, it fell to the ground, a mass of fresh blood spraying out.

Whoosh!

Just then, a sound of something cutting through the air arose.

The little black snake hidden in Chu Feng's sleeve suddenly burst out.

It promptly devoured all the fresh blood spattering down from the giant tiger's body.

"Huff huff..."

As for Chu Feng, he let out a heavy breath.

Soon, the little black snake had devoured all the fresh blood within the giant tiger's body and returned to Chu Feng.

Immediately after, Chu Feng's gaze shifted towards Luo Ling'er.

Seeing her laying on the ground with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth,

he hurried over to help her up, then channeled a surge of Wood Power into Luo Ling'er's body.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm sorry for letting you get hurt,"

Chu Feng said to Luo Ling'er with an apologetic look on his face.

"Don't say that, I'm fine,"

Luo Ling'er shook her head.

"Alright, let's continue on,"

Chu Feng said afterward.

"We're going to keep moving forward?"

"What if..."

Luo Ling'er's eyes were filled with a worried expression.

"We have no way back now, let's go, there might still be a slim chance of escape,"

"If we don't go, we'll just be waiting for death here,"

Chu Feng spoke in a grave tone.

"Okay!"

Luo Ling'er nodded her head.

...

In the Western World, a new day had already begun.

On this day, the entire Western World was rocked by a piece of news.

Master of Demon Prison, the Supreme Demon Lord of the Dark Realm, died in Hua Country!!!

As this news broke out,

everyone in the Dark Realm of the Western World,

all major forces and organizations were shaken to their core.

The majestic Supreme of the Dark Realm, the owner of Demon Prison,

the renowned Demon Lord had actually died?

It was truly hard to believe.

Yet, this information was personally announced by Blood Kill, former ringleader of the super force Blood Killing Organization of the Dark Realm.

That fact alone compelled people to believe it.

After all, the entire Dark Realm knew of the longstanding enmity between Blood Kill and Demon Prison.

Blood Kill had gone into hiding previously due to being hunted by Demon Prison.

Now, with the Master of Blood Kill personally declaring the Demon Lord's death, it naturally convinced many people.

If the Demon Lord weren't dead, surely the Master of Blood Kill wouldn't dare to release such news.

As the news of the Demon Lord's death spread,

the entire Dark Realm was abuzz with discussion and speculation.

And for Demon Prison at present, this news was adding insult to injury.

Today, Demon Prison was already under attack from Death God Temple, Wind God Temple, and the Church's Golden Knights.

And now, with the death of their backbone, the Demon Lord,

it undoubtedly pushed Demon Prison ever closer to the brink of annihilation.

Demon Prison could completely disintegrate at any moment.

For a time, various forces in the Western World lamented,

The passing of a generation's Demon Lord.

And Demon Prison, which had risen to dominate the Dark Realm in just a few years, was finally heading towards destruction.

At Heavenly Net Headquarters,

"The Demon Lord is dead?"

Upon hearing this news, the Heavenly Net Master was filled with shock.

"Master, now that the Demon Lord is dead, Demon Prison is of no concern anymore,"

These eight Heavenly Net Kings stood before the Heavenly Net Master and said.

The eyes beneath the mask of the Master of Heavenly Net shimmered continuously, revealing an unusual glint.

"Since that's the case, it's time to take action completely," he said.

"And take the opportunity to investigate the whereabouts of the Black Gold Ancient Saber."

"All four of you, strike together."

The Master of Heavenly Net directed towards four of the Heavenly Kings.

"Yes, Master!!!"

The Heavenly Kings responded one after another.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the European Mo Feng Group, inside the President's office.

The man in the black cloak had reappeared there.

Chris sat to one side with an expression of utter shock on his face.

"How does it feel to hear the news of the Demon Lord's death?" the man in the black cloak asked Chris with a light laugh.

"Is he truly dead?"

"How is that possible?"

Chris said incredulously.

He couldn't believe that such an immensely powerful being had suddenly died.

"Whether he's truly dead or not, the Demon Prison is about to be ruined," he said.

"And you can take this opportunity to completely seize control of Mo Feng Group and become the true master of one of the top three super corporations in the world," the man in the black cloak told Chris in a deep voice.

"I understand," Chris said with a solemn expression.

"Now that Ren Feifan has been seriously injured and hospitalized, still fighting for his life,

"I will take over the Hua Country Branch first, and then I will completely control Mo Feng Group."

"Excellent, I look forward to hearing your good news," the man in the black cloak said.

"I believe that our cooperation will result in a win-win situation," he added, smiling gently at Chris before rising and leaving.

At this moment, Chris's eyes flickered incessantly, deep in thought.

Meanwhile.

In the town of Demon Town—

The four thousand Demon Slaves and Demon Generals of Demon Prison and the three thousand knights of the Third Golden Knight Order had fiercely battled through the night.

Now, the combined forces numbered less than three thousand—the other four thousand had all met with gruesome deaths.

More than two thousand had perished from Demon Prison.

Whereas almost half of the Third Golden Knight Order had also fallen.

The walls and grounds of the entire Demon Town were smeared with fresh blood.

The blood had even pooled into small streams, a testament to its sheer volume.

Over four thousand corpses piled up here, forming small mounds.

All around lay numerous mangled limbs, pieces of flesh, and remnants of organs.

The air was dense with the acrid stench of blood.

Demon Town had now thoroughly transformed into an Asura Purgatory.

The scene was unspeakably bloody and horrifying.

The average person would probably be scared to death at the sight.

Even those from the Dark Realm would shudder deeply at the sight of the current state of Demon Town.

This clash between Demon Prison and the Third Golden Knights had been devastating for both.

Especially for the Church's Third Golden Knights.

Since their inception, they had lost no more than a hundred members.

Yet now, half of their number had perished in this one battle.

The ferocity of the fight was unimaginable.

The remaining survivors from both sides were drenched in blood, uncertain whether it was their own or that of their enemies.

Some were so exhausted they could barely stand.

After all, they had battled an entire night, a challenge even for ironclad giants.

But at the moment, they were still tightly clutching their weapons, fighting with their last ounce of strength.

The Slaughter Demon King and John, the Deputy Commander of the Third Golden Knights, were also covered in wounds.

Their bodies were stained red with their own blood.

Both were breathing heavily, staring at each other, blood dripping from their mouths.

The Spirit Demon King beside them had also exhausted his Spiritual Power, his face pale and his expression ghastly as he glared at John.

"You damned fools, the Church and the Divine will not let you off," John said coldly, his gaze fixed on the Slaughter Demon King and the Spirit Demon King.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but we are people of Demon Prison, and our faith lies with the Demon," the Slaughter Demon King said fiercely, his eyes brimming with a fierce killing intent. "Your Divine doesn't have any sway over us," he retorted coldly.

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