From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

In that instant, the Ye Fan Sword sliced Otatamu's massive body clean in half! Black-gold blood sprayed in all directions. Otatamu was dead.

[Killed Three-Star Demon God, Gained 300,000,000 Evolution Points]

[Absorbed Three-Star Demon God Blood Essence, Gained 3,000 Energy Points]

[Absorbed Three-Star Demon God Blood Essence, Gained 3,000 Energy Points]

[Absorbed Three-Star Demon God Blood Essence, Gained 3,000 Energy Points]

...

At that moment, the Ye Fan Sword continuously absorbed the blood and energy that had spilled from Otatamu's corpse, soaking in the immense power.

The absorbed energy surged into Zhang Leitian's body, causing him to narrow his eyes in satisfaction, raising his hands slightly as he felt the waves of energy pour into him.

Exhilarating.

It was an overwhelming rush of power, and it flowed ceaselessly into his being.

The sensation was indescribable. The strength coursing through his body was intoxicating.

"There's just so much energy," Zhang Leitian murmured, looking down at the Ye Fan Sword with a deep sense of admiration.

His entire body was brimming with an incredible amount of energy.

"It won't be long now before I become a Four-Star Martial God."

Thinking this, his eyes gleamed with excitement. He released his half-demon transformation, returning to his human form.

"Where do you all think you're going?"

Zhang Leitian's gaze swept across the battlefield. Some of the demons who had followed Otatamu were now trying to flee. However, hearing Zhang Leitian's voice, none dared to move a muscle.

"Do you want to join me?"

"I could use more subordinates in my new territory."

He sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

"We are at your service!"

A few demons immediately knelt on the ground, shouting in unison.

"We are at your service!"

...

Before long, all the demons knelt down, pledging their loyalty. In the Demon Domain, strength ruled all, and these demons worshiped power above everything.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Leitian burst into loud, manic laughter.

"Otatamu, I'll be taking your territory too!"

His face twisted into a hideous grin.

...

Over the next few days, Zhang Leitian worked to consolidate his hold over Otatamu's former territory. His overwhelming strength had drawn a large number of demons to his side.

"The strongest lord in this region is a Six-Star Demon God named Suierlan," Zhang Leitian muttered to himself.

"If I can defeat and conquer Suierlan's territory, I'll have a shot at becoming King of the Northern Region."

But he knew he wasn't strong enough yet.

"I need more power," he whispered, gripping the Ye Fan Sword tightly.

"Follow me into battle!" he roared, stepping out of his stronghold.

At his command, a vast army of demons assembled behind him, marching forward to war.

...

"Damn it! I heard that filthy half-breed came back and killed Otatamu!"

In a distant demon territory, several powerful Demon Gods had gathered for a meeting.

"Otatamu was just a worthless Three-Star Demon God. So what if he's dead?" sneered a bull-headed Demon God.

"That trash was banished, and now that he's gained a little power, he thinks he can seek revenge?" Another Demon God, with the head of a wild boar, laughed with disdain. Its large eyes were filled with contempt.

These Demon Gods had been part of the group that had driven Zhang Leitian out long ago.

"Let's find a chance to destroy his territory. It seems he's forgotten the fear we instilled in him," a third Demon God, tapping its fingers against the table, said coldly.

Boom—

Suddenly, a massive explosion shook the land, causing the ground beneath them to tremble violently.

What's going on!?

Startled, the Demon Gods jumped to their feet, their expressions shifting.

"Kill them all!" Zhang Leitian had arrived, leading an army of demons into the heart of their territory.

A fierce battle erupted as Zhang Leitian's forces clashed with the demons of this realm.

"Zhang Leitian! You filthy half-breed! How dare you come here!" A Demon God with a bird-like head, wielding a long spear, shouted furiously.

With golden wings spread wide, it unleashed waves of golden fire that surged toward Zhang Leitian.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Zhang Leitian easily dodged the incoming fire, moving with lightning speed.

Boom, boom—

The golden flames struck the ground, creating massive explosions that shook the earth.

"Odialti, you were part of the group that drove me out, weren't you?" Zhang Leitian asked, cold laughter in his voice.

"Heh, a worthless half-breed like you still wants to live in the Demon Domain?" Odialti sneered, his eyes filled with scorn.

With a wave of his spear, even more powerful flames surged toward Zhang Leitian.

But this time, Zhang Leitian didn't dodge.

"You really think I'm afraid of your fire, don't you?"

As the golden flames closed in, Zhang Leitian smirked. His hand tightened on the Ye Fan Sword, and in the next instant, he slashed through the air.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Each wave of his sword cleaved through the terrifying flames, splitting them clean in half. The severed flames vanished into thin air.

"Impossible!"

Odialti's eyes widened in disbelief as he saw his own flames sliced apart and extinguished by Zhang Leitian's sword.

The heat of those flames was immense—he had never seen anyone slice through them with a sword before.

"Surprised, are you?" Zhang Leitian grinned wickedly.

In that moment, he swung his sword through the air again.

[Nether Flame Soul Slash]!

A crescent-shaped wave of white fire shot out from the sword, hurtling toward the Demon God.