The Demon crawled out of the pit, its eyes burning with hatred fixed on Chu Feng atop the Bridge Tower, wishing it could tear him apart with its gaze. The persistent Demon immediately found another spot, a blind spot unseen by Chu Feng. It bent its legs and leaped high again, heading straight for the top of the Bridge Tower. As the top of the tower grew ever closer, a thrill of excitement surged within the Demon. Almost there! Almost there!

Just as it could glimpse Chu Feng's jet-black short hair, a massive silver frying pan once again came crashing down with force. CLANG! The scene reminiscent of a meteorite's fall repeated itself. BOOM! Another large pit appeared. This time, one of the Demon's feet had even passed the edge of the bridge deck, feeling the gentle caress of the sea breeze from below.

"Damn bastard!" The Demon, having crawled out of the pit, finally gave up its attempt to jump onto the Bridge Tower. But as it felt the Strength within it beginning to wane, a hint of unwillingness flickered in its eyes. Helplessly scanning its surroundings, it sought a way to force its adversary down. Its gaze swept over the bridge deck, and upon noticing the joint between the tower and the bridge surface, a glint of delighted surprise flashed in the Demon's eyes. Without the Bridge Tower, I'll see where you can hide!

With a hardened heart, the Demon's figure flashed, appearing instantly at the point where the Bridge Tower connected to the surface. The steel structure of the Bridge Tower looked formidable, but under the Demon's pitch-black claws, it was like tofu. The dancing claws left behind afterimages, and the ground nearby was littered with iron slag of varying sizes. In just a moment, the Demon had severed one of the Bridge Tower's legs. A grating CREAKING sound gradually arose, and with the immense tension from the bridge's cables, the tower slowly started to deform. The impatient Demon naturally wouldn't wait for it to collapse on its own.

The Demon's figure vanished, reappearing an instant later beside the Bridge Tower's other leg. The same actions, the same steps, the same scattering iron slag debris. Soon, the second leg of the Bridge Tower had also been severed by the Demon. Again, a grating CREAKING sound was heard, but the Bridge Tower bizarrely maintained its balance under the pull of the steel cables on both sides.

"F**K!" Seeing this, the Demon cursed and then leapt up. A dark light flashed, and the steel cable snapped instantly. With the loss of the steel cables' tension, the Bridge Tower finally lost its balance completely. CLANG! The deafening impact even caused the villains still perpetrating evil deeds inside San Francisco to pause for a moment.

The deck of the Golden Gate Bridge even began to tremble. Fortunately, when the bridge was originally built, the designers had been quite thorough. The commotion was still within the bridge's structural tolerance and not enough to cause an immediate collapse. Most crucially, on the other side of the Golden Gate Bridge stood another, completely intact Bridge Tower.

The Demon searched the collapsing bridge structure and the nearby deck but found no trace of Chu Feng. "Human, where did you escape to?!" the undaunted Demon bellowed at the sky.

Unexpectedly, Chu Feng's voice echoed from afar, "Here I am, come and play!"

Following the direction of the voice, the Demon immediately saw Chu Feng, who had somehow already taken a stand on top of another Bridge Tower. Atop the intact Bridge Tower, Chu Feng watched the Demon rushing toward him. Its speed had already decreased by at least ten percent, and he thought to himself, It seems this Demon's power burst is nearing its time limit. I just need to wait patiently a bit longer!

For the Demon, a distance of over a thousand meters was very short. In just a few seconds, the Demon, storming at full speed, had already arrived below the Bridge Tower.

Once again, metal filings flew as the Demon struck with all its might, but the steel Bridge Tower was breaking much more slowly this time. Chu Feng, on the Bridge Tower, keenly observed this detail, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes. Sure enough, it's almost out of steam!

But the Demon, already thrilled by the chance to kill Chu Feng, evidently hadn't noticed this. Having just severed one leg of the Bridge Tower, it eagerly reappeared beneath the other leg.

Amidst the flurry of metal filings, the destruction of the huge steel column slowed. Only then did the Demon finally realize something was amiss. My Strength! How could it be fading this fast!

Looking at the steel column, now two-thirds severed, the Demon's heart filled with agonized unwillingness. However, for a Demon who grew up in Hell, the importance of its own life clearly outweighed everything else. With a hateful glance at the orange-red Bridge Tower overhead, the Demon took advantage of the Rank-bestowed power that hadn't completely dissipated yet and dashed towards the city of San Francisco.

No way! How can I let it escape? Standing atop the Bridge Tower, Chu Feng had been wondering why he couldn't hear the Demon's movements anymore. He turned and saw its silhouette dashing toward the city.

He leaped down from the Bridge Tower. Landing with a BANG!, Chu Feng frantically chased after the Demon. Behind them, the Bridge Tower, with only one-third of its support remaining from the Demon's attack, finally succumbed to the tension from the steel cables. Amidst a grating CREAK..., it collapsed thunderously.

As the last Bridge Tower fell, the Golden Gate Bridge, which had experienced countless collapses in movies, finally met its moment of collapse once again. After the Bridge Tower struck the bridge deck with a deafening CLANG!, the overburdened Golden Gate Bridge began to collapse incessantly amid various roars and groans. Countless components of the bridge plummeted into the azure sea below, vanishing from sight.

One second before the complete collapse of the Golden Gate Bridge, Chu Feng once again stepped onto the asphalt of San Francisco. Right in front of him, a dark red silhouette was just vanishing around a street corner.

Heh. Escape? Can you really escape? Chu Feng looked at a piece of dark red, rubbery material in his palm and smiled. It was a piece of the Demon's bat-like wing tissue, which Chu Feng had purposefully sliced off when he passed through the thick ash during his pursuit of the Demon. As the piece of wing tissue vanished from his palm, a glowing marker suddenly appeared before Chu Feng. You damn beast! Now it's my turn!

With one step forward, Chu Feng followed the glowing marker, heading straight for the Demon.

Ahead of Chu Feng, the Demon, having just turned a corner, felt its speed gradually decrease and the Strength within its body grow scarcer. Its eyes filled with agony. My Strength...

Finally, in front of the Demon, the thugs who were still roaming San Francisco, hunting ordinary people to satisfy their wicked urges, appeared. Seeing these humans armed with guns emerge from a building, along with the sinful aura they exuded, a look of regret appeared on the Demon's face. They were supposed to be provisions for my ascension, but now I can only use them to recuperate a little! What a waste...