Yuan Ming looked at the ferocious Xue Li before him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling that his opponent's stance bore some resemblance to Wulu's previous state.

Xue Li spread his arms outward, the blood on his limbs congealing to form two blood-colored Bone Knives attached to his arm bones. He emanated a strong, pungent smell of blood, and the fluctuations around him had noticeably intensified.

At the same time, two twisted, ferocious horns grew out from his forehead, and the flesh between his brows split open to reveal a walnut-sized, round blood-colored eye that kept rolling around chaotically, filled with wild and chaotic power.

"The True Demon Body!" Yuan Ming's eyes flickered as he murmured to himself.

Xue Li, displaying his True Demon Body, had flames of anger in his eyes. He immediately burst into Blood Light and rushed in front of Yuan Ming.

His arms crossed, the attached blood-colored Bone Knives on his arms lit up with a fiery red glow, slashing horizontally across in a crisscross pattern.

Two crescent-shaped beams of blood-colored knife light, like scissors, came slicing toward Yuan Ming, poised to cut him in half.

The instant Yuan Ming sensed the change in Xue Li's aura, he went on high alert and immediately activated the Demon Image Prison Suppression Skill. His blood boiling as if seething, he too emitted red steam from his body.

Just as Xue Li's attack was about to reach him, a blood-colored giant suddenly condensed out of thin air in front of Yuan Ming, its arms clasped together in front, firmly trapping the two beams of blood-colored knife light.

Yuan Ming's eyes sharpened as he took advantage of the Blood Gang True Body blocking the attack, his body turned into a streak of Blood Light, instantly moved behind Xue Li, and threw a punch fiercely at the latter's back.

Xue Li felt the disturbance behind him and immediately tried to turn around to counter.

However, the Blood Gang True Body suddenly erupted into action. Its arms collided, dispelling the blood-colored knife light, and one giant palm slammed out with an immense force of Blood Gang Power, surging forward.

Xue Li was taken aback, clearly not expecting this clone-like Divine Skill to possess such formidable attack power.

His arms smashed forward while his body took a step ahead to confront the Blood Gang True Body and at the same time, create distance from Yuan Ming, who was pursuing him from behind.

However, the distance was clearly not enough to escape Yuan Ming's pincer attack.

Yuan Ming smiled broadly, concentrating Blood Light on the fist he swung down, and a ferocious Blood Elephant's head condensed into being, suddenly enveloped in a layer of True Sun Fire, crashing down towards Xue Li's back.

Just as it was about to land a hit, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Xue Li's body burst into Blood Light again, and under his ribs, blood condensed to form two large blood-red Demon hands, which reached out to grab Yuan Ming.

A heavy "bang" echoed!

The Blood Gang True Body's palm struck first against Xue Li's arms, pushing his burly figure back with tremendous force.

And the arms that formed behind him used this force, their palms condensing two balls of blood-colored vortexes, colliding with Yuan Ming's fist.

This clever counterattack changed the unfavorable situation of being attacked from both sides.

The two balls of blood-colored vortexes collided consecutively with the Blood Elephant's head, which was enveloped in True Sun Fire. The flames and Blood Light violently clashed, unleashing intense bursts of power waves.

Amidst the thunderous booms, Blood Light and fire both exploded simultaneously.

Yuan Ming's body flew back, while Xue Li also lost control of his form, tumbling forward.

However, different from Yuan Ming, who had nothing behind him, Xue Li faced the pursuit of the Blood Gang True Body.

The blood-colored giant stretched out its arms like hooks, tearing toward Xue Li.

In a rush, Xue Li braced his hands against the giant's arms, locking them both in place, at a standoff.

From the single eye on Xue Li's brow, Blood Light concentrated into a beam filled with violent and chaotic power, shooting straight out and directly at the Blood Gang True Body's forehead.

With a "bang," the Blood Gang True Body's head burst apart, its form turning into a wisp of light and gradually fading away.

However, before Xue Li could even rejoice, a heavy "rumble" echoed from behind.

He glanced back to see a gargantuan blood-colored elephant running wildly towards him. This chapter was made possible by the community at *.

It was Yuan Ming, seizing the opportunity while Xue Li was entangled with the Blood Gang True Body, fully invoking the Demon Image Prison Suppression Skill, burning his entire Blood Qi to launch this fierce strike.

Xue Li was instantly alarmed and, turning around abruptly, found there was no way to dodge. He let out an angry roar and faced the assault head-on.

He stepped forward, his Essence Blood boiled furiously, his form swelled, and the blood on his four arms condensed, turning them incredibly thick. Facing the oncoming blood-colored giant elephant, he brought his arms together.

At the center of his palms, a ball of tightly compacted blood-colored Thunder coalesced, with electrical strands crisscrossing, compressing a tremendous force.

"Go." Xue Li shouted lowly, pushing out all four palms simultaneously.

"Crackle and sizzle."

Blood-colored thunder shot forth into the sky, ever growing in length, as strands of electricity expanded into wildly swinging thunder-whips. Amidst the crackles and booms of the thunder, they smashed into the blood-colored giant elephant.

A "Boom" resounded, shaking the entire heaven and earth.

The burst blood-colored thunder transformed into an enormous expanse of lightning scattering in all directions, with radiant streaks shooting up into the firmament; the blast wave uprooted trees within a thousand zhang radius.

The shattered woods, under the merciless lashing of the lightning, turned a scorched black.

However, from within the chaos of the woods, a muffled bellow of an elephant sounded, and a vast figure, stepping over the broken rocks, charged out of the turbulent dust.

The clearly perforated blood-colored giant elephant, yet with a steady, unbroken pace, galloped out as if undeterred by the injuries inflicted.

Only because of the interception by the blood-colored thunder, its speed had slowed considerably.

Xue Li saw this scene, felt a tingling on his scalp, and all will to fight evaded him.

It was not until then that he finally understood the true strength of Yuan Ming, realizing that his Body of Wanxiang was even above his own.

Even at his pinnacle, he might not have been able to defeat Yuan Ming, let alone now when Yuan Ming had drained a great amount of his essence blood and demonic qi, greatly weakening him.

Without the intent to fight, a Body Cultivator's overall aura rapidly collapses. At this moment, Xue Li had no other thought than to escape.

As the blood-colored giant elephant charged towards him from behind, a blood light immediately gleamed from his body, intending to use the Blood Explosion Escape Technique once again to flee the scene.

"You can't escape now," Yuan Ming's indifferent voice suddenly emerged from behind him.

Xue Li tensed all over, and as he turned his head to look toward Yuan Ming, a blood light flickered in his third eye on his forehead. The chaotic and ferocious power was about to condense into a blood-colored light pillar and erupt forth.

But at that moment, a baffled expression appeared in his eyes, his entire demeanor froze, and the chaotic power in his third eye subsided.

He had been caught by an Illusion Technique.

But it lasted only an instant before his powerful Demon Soul shook off the effects of Yuan Ming's Illusion Technique and regained his senses.

But it was already too late.

Xue Li had lost his last chance to flee; the blood-colored giant elephant thundered towards him.

The next instant, his figure was engulfed by the vast blood light bursting forth from the blood-colored giant elephant, and before he could let out a miserable scream, he was sent flying, his body exploding with blood.

Yuan Ming was quick to act, flashing towards Xue Li, his long knife swung, ready to decapitate him.

In mid-air, a fierce light flashed in Xue Li's eyes. A reluctant roar came from his throat. His blood seemed to ignite, giving off puffs of white smoke, and a terrible power was accumulating, on the verge of eruption.

"Is this the strange Burst Blood Battle Intent again?" Yuan Ming thought in amazement as he twisted his wrist, and the Map of Ten Thousand Realms instantly appeared in front of him.

There, an intensely dark spot on the map, which seemed impossible to dissipate, was eroding the painting, trying to break free from its confines.

"This is yours; I'm returning it to you now," Yuan Ming shouted.

As his words fell, a bright light shone on the Map of Ten Thousand Realms, and the dark spot, as if it had found an outlet, turned into a jet-black stream vortex, violently breaking free.

The tide of corrosive black mist emptied in an instant, all pouring towards Xue Li.

The blood qi he was about to ignite was instantly inundated by the corrosive black mist, rapidly dissolving.

And he, like a firecracker that was about to explode, had his flames extinguished by a bucket of cold water; the power he had accumulated also fizzled out, and his last resistance was erased.

Yuan Ming's figure blurred slightly, without any delay, he caught up and swung his long knife across, easily plucking the head from Xue Li's heavily injured body.

The decapitated head, soaring through the air, flickered with blood light on the brow, and a tiny pitch-black figure burst forth, a small face shrouded in demonic qi, full of terror, bearing a striking resemblance to Xue Li.

The moment the dark infant appeared, it glimmered with dark light and hastily fled away.

But the Demon Infant's near-instantaneous escape ability proved futile in front of Yuan Ming, a Soul Cultivator.

Yuan Ming simply spread his hand, and the Great Black Sky God Palm descended, enveloping the surrounding space.

Soon, Xue Li's Demon Infant appeared in his palm, wrapped in Soul Power infused with the Power of the Sun, the face twisted in agony, the figure writhing, struggling in vain.

Yuan Ming, emotionless, raised his hand to stick a talisman on the Demon Infant's head, then easily scooped him up. With a wave of his hand, the Shura Blood Devouring Map unfurled, the blood-colored vortex within churning, and it effortlessly consumed Xue Li's broken corpse as well.

With that, Xue Li, who once considered himself unrivaled and did not even regard the Wu Yue God in high esteem, had finally been vanquished.

At this moment, Yuan Ming's expression slightly relaxed, his breaths heavy, sweat beaded on his forehead, and an unnatural flush tinged his cheeks.

Clearly, in this confrontation, although he had ultimately slain his opponent, it had not been a light effort, particularly the recent display of the Demon Image Prison Suppression Skill, which had depleted most of his strength.