Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor
chapter-1235

The War God Spirit looked at the person who suddenly appeared and blocked his attack. 'Red skin?' was the first thing he noticed about the newcomer, followed by how odd the person's life energy was. It was as vibrant as some of the best body refiners, but this evil and twisted sensation was on top.

"Brother," said the Puppet Demon. "I'm glad you're here."

"I couldn't possibly let you die in vain, could I?"

"The Flesh Demon," Dulgun said. "There were rumors you two were related; it seems that it's true."

"You've crossed the line," said the Flesh Demon, his black clothes perfectly fitting his well-toned muscles. He was a handsome middle-aged man despite his odd red skin, but there was this evil aura around him that instantly made people weary of him.

"Crossed the line? Said the man who enjoys taking other's body parts to strengthen his flesh," Dulgun sneered. "Didn't you once boldly proclaim you would turn my husband into one of your flesh collections? Well, this is your opportunity."

The Flesh Demon quietly stared at her. "The Master never truly trusted you or the Ruthless King, believing that your background meant that you were not one of us. Your actions have proven him correct."

"No need to use him to scare us. Since we made this move, it means we're ready to confront him."

The Flesh Demon frowned, wondering where the Barbarian King's confidence originated from. Even if he gained some success in his cultivation, it was not wise to attack the other factions and antagonize the entire Lawless Zone.

"Remember — you're the one who chose this path," the Flesh Demon declared before looking at his sworn brother. "Can you still fight?"

"I can, but with only one arm, my strength will drastically reduce."

The Flesh Demon pondered briefly, and in the next moment, he pushed out his Humerus bone and handed it over. "Will that work?"

"Of course." The Puppet Demon put the bone in his left socket, and instantly, it turned into a new puppet arm. He moved it around, nodding in satisfaction.

"I'll support you from the back so you can go on the offensive." The Flesh Demon ripped out his spine before turning it into a bow. Then, he expelled a muscle from his thigh to use as the bowstring. He pulled the thing, and the resentments in his body from years of experimenting on people's flesh condensed into an arrow.

He pointed the arrow toward the War God Spirit and fired without hesitation. The spirit casually turned his head to avoid the arrow, but the thing turned around without losing its momentum and speed and rushed toward him. No, the arrow became even faster. The spirit waved his ax to destroy it but frowned in the process.

The War God Spirit immediately noticed a black spot on his hand. 'A curse? Moreover, it's a potent one based on resentment.' A golden light descended from the sky, curing him of this curse. However, this was just the beginning.

The Flesh Demon started to fire thousands of arrows, all moving at unreasonable speed and containing a terrifying curse that resents all life. The War God Spirit could only evade while complaining about how weak his vessel was. Meanwhile, the other people Dulgun bought had to confront these arrows.

With her help, they barely survived these powerful arrows. However, they were not useless, leaving the Puppet Demon ample time and opportunity to move on this battlefield as he saw fit. He activated his core and teleported a few meters away from her.

The Puppet Demon looked at her with derision and hatred. "You'll make an excellent piece in my collection, while your husband's body is the best material to upgrade my brother's body."

"It seems I must do this the hard way," Dulgun stated, and her staff released myriad color lights that entered her body. The Puppet Demon's face changed, and he rushed over for the kill, but she casually swung her staff to counter his sword.

The Puppet Demon planned to go for a flurry of attacks; he even activated his Speed Rune to ensure he overwhelmed his opponent. However, he had to pause as he realized his sword had decayed after coming into contact with that staff.

Dulgun took this opportunity to go on the offensive. She rushed toward him to punch him into oblivion. However, the demon was fast, so he moved backward. Dulgun moved her staff counter-clockwise to release a potent pulling force that drew the demon to her before punching him through his chest and holding his heart.

'That idiot really left his core in the same place as his heart,' she thought before putting a seal on the core, shutting down this puppet body. The Puppet Demon was decisive and immediately abandoned this body after realizing her intention. His soul flew out, trying to get away. Although this body was his greatest work, it did not matter; he could build another one as long as he was alive and free.

Dulgun predicted his movement and acted. Her staff released a blue light that forced the Puppet Demon's soul back to the puppet. Simultaneously, she detected five terrifying arrows rushing toward her back. She gritted her teeth and held on.

Boom!

The moment she forced the soul back into the puppet, the arrows hit. Her defense broke apart, and she was hit. Black blood oozed from Dulgun's mouth, but she sighed in relief. She was in the Infant Fiendgod Realm, and she blessed her flesh, which allowed her to survive that attack. She gazed fiercely at that damn demon.

'What a stupid idiot,' thought the Flesh Demon. 'It seems like I must run away. In that case, I need a distraction and cannon fodder.' Blood suddenly spread from the pores in his skin, and each drop turned into these enormous red spiders.

'These flesh puppets should do the work,' he thought. However, as soon as he had this thought, his sense of danger suddenly went haywire. The Flesh Demon trusted his instinct since he acquired it after grafting a genius's brain into his body, which was born with a Sixth Sense Ability. He looked in the distance, and his face paled. He immediately ordered his puppets to attack while also using his bow to the limit. Sadly, the other people risked their lives to stop him. During this time, Dulgun had raised her staff to the sky and muttered: "The spirit of light, justice, and all that is pure — I wish to cleanse this world of an ultimate filth, so please give me your blessing."

A golden light descended from the sky to envelop Dulgun. She then waved her staff, spreading the light to every corner of the battlefield. The Flesh Demon tried to run away, but it was useless. The light was fast, and it forcefully purified the resentment in his body.

"No," he roared. His [Flesh Grafting Art] requires resentment to keep his body intact. It's one of the keys to why he has a body on par with Indestructible Emperors without having to experience the pain and struggle of body refining.

The Flesh Demon's body turned into a red goo similar to slime before turning into a vaguely humanoid shape. The process repeated a few times as he tried to prevent his collapse. Dulgun watched all of this with a frown, and after pondering briefly, she provided him with some resentment to prevent him from completely collapsing. She sealed him before putting him away.

'The Flesh Demon was supposed to be husband's target, but his presence saves us a lot of time,' Dulgun thought. She sent a message to her husband before taking a moment to heal herself and her companions before heading to her next target: the Ghost Demoness. This person's way of fighting is similar to the Puppet Demon as she relies on her vast army of Ghosts. As such, she was the perfect counter to this kind of enemy.

….

Poison Demoness' Garden:

"Repeat what you just said?" the Demoness demanded, still baffled by what she heard.

"You heard me," said Mongke.

"I knew all of you men were the same."

"Think about all the poison you can make from my blood," Mongke persuaded.

"The answer is still no," the Poison Demoness replied with a sneer.

"That's a shame," Mongke sighed. It seems he will have to find another Poison Wife. "Anyway, you should see the new boss." He pointed his finger before him to open a portal, and with a wave of his hand, he sent the demoness and her garden into it.

"Alright, Curse Demon, here I come," Mongke uttered before disappearing. The battle with the Curse Demon will be like the Poison Demon. However, he looked forward to fighting the Flesh Demon since he heard he was an accomplished body refiner.

Dark Cloud Pavilion:

Wang Wei calmly looked at the woman before him while processing the information Mongke sent him. 'A Paragon Tier Poison that has disappeared? That indeed might be valuable news."