Daily Intelligence, Starting Out I Obtain the Heaven-devouring Demonic Art

112: Kill him while he is ill!He hadn’t expected someone to find him, and for them to even use a saints hand bone. This was absolutely a fatal blow to his current severely injured state.

The next moment… “Kill…!”

Wang Teng let out a low growl, activating the saints hand bone and directly attacking Gu Xuancang.

Boom…!

The saints hand bone suddenly erupted with billions of rays of Holy Light, and a vast, ancient aura swept in all directions.

The powerful attack, exuding a sharpness capable of tearing apart stars, blasted towards Gu Xuancang, causing the surrounding space to violently distort.

Gu Xuancang’s expression drastically changed. Already severely injured, he now felt an unprecedented threat of death.

He quickly summoned a supreme treasure, a small cauldron, attempting to block this heaven-shaking blow.

When the saints hand bone and the small cauldron collided, the Holy Light and cauldron light fiercely clashed, forming visible energy ripples that spread in all directions, with spatial fragments scattering everywhere.

With a bang!

Gu Xuancang was directly sent flying by the attack power of the saints hand bone. He even crashed through a mountain and flew tens of miles backward before barely managing to stop.

Pfft…!

Gu Xuancang spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his aura became even weaker.

Although he barely fended off this blow from the saints hand bone, it still worsened his injuries.

“Bastard! Who are you?”

Gu Xuancang’s gaze was gloomy as he roared out.

“The one who kills you!”

Seeing that the saints hand bone failed to kill Gu Xuancang, Wang Teng didn’t hesitate, directly taking out the ancient saint weapon, the heavenly demon halberd.

Boom…!

A heart-palpitating, ferocious aura erupted from Wang Teng.

At this moment, Wang Teng’s body was as tall and straight as a pine, his eyes as cold as ice, like a demon god returned from Hell, intent on crushing his enemy, Gu Xuancang.

“Kill…!”

Wang Teng let out a low growl.

The heavenly demon halberd hummed deeply in Wang Teng’s hand, its shaft covered in twisted demonic patterns, as if billions of vengeful spirits roared within it.

He stomped his feet fiercely, cracking the earth and sending gravel flying. His figure shot out like an arrow from a bowstring, the heavenly demon halberd tearing through the sky, bringing with it waves of heart-palpitating demonic Qi.

“An ancient saint weapon…!”

Gu Xuancang’s face was solemn, his skin twitching, and his eyes filled with shock.

He quickly used the small cauldron again to block.

But this time, the small cauldron was directly sent flying by the ancient saint weapon, the heavenly demon halberd.

Seeing this, Gu Xuancang grasped the Void Realm, and a demonic blade appeared in his hand.

With an absolute advantage in Realm, Gu Xuancang endured his physical pain and swung a blade.

Whoosh…!

The moment the blade cut through the air, the surrounding world seemed to be drained of all light.

Thick, inky Devilish Qi surged from the blade’s edge, condensing into a sky-obscuring demonic cloud. Dark red patterns churned within the clouds, like countless vengeful spirits roaring inside.

Where the blade light pointed, the air let out an unbearable boom, and the ground cracked into a spiderweb of fissures.

Although this blade wasn’t Gu Xuancang’s Peak strike.

It had already reached the point of changing the heavens and earth, and reversing the winds and clouds.

That terrifying pressure, seemingly originating from the Purgatory of the Nine Nether, caused all living beings within tens of miles to prostrate themselves, even the fiercest beasts and birds of prey trembled, not daring to make a sound.

Rumble…!

The heavenly demon halberd and the demonic blade violently collided, black blade light and blood-colored halberd shadows exploded in mid-air, black lightning tearing through the sky like mad pythons.

Several surrounding mountains were pulverized by the shockwave, raising a sky-filling dust that obscured the sun and moon.

The space at the center of the collision twisted into a spiderweb of cracks.

The hum of clashing weapons still echoed between heaven and earth, withering all the Spiritual Plants in the surrounding wilderness.

At this moment, Wang Teng and Gu Xuancang both flew backward.

“A mere Hedao Realm? Yet he possesses such strength?”

Gu Xuancang’s gaze towards Wang Teng was filled with disbelief.

Previously, Wang Teng’s sudden attack with the saints hand bone caught him off guard, causing him to suffer a great loss and worsening his injuries.

But now, even though he was severely wounded and his strength was less than one-hundredth of his original, he was not someone a mere Hedao Realm could challenge.

Under normal circumstances, after exchanging a blow with him, the opponent’s body should have long since given out, their flesh and blood disintegrating.

Yet, at this moment, the opponent seemed perfectly fine, his physical strength far exceeding his expectations.

“Again…!”

Wang Teng roared, gripping the heavenly demon halberd, and once again charged at Gu Xuancang.

“A saints hand bone, an ancient saint weapon, and your body also emits the sickening aura of the Wang family! Could it be… you are that Wang Teng’s Dao Protector?”

“That’s not right! How could a Dao Protector of the esteemed Wang family only be in the Hedao Realm? Could it be… you are that Wang Teng?”

“No… impossible! That Wang Teng is just a good-for-nothing, how could he possess such strength?”

Gu Xuancang’s expression was grim.

The Zangyue Demon Palace, as one of the Wang family’s mortal enemies, understood the Wang family best.

One could say they had thoroughly researched every aspect of the Wang family.

Even individuals of their Elder level remembered the unique aura belonging to the Wang family members.

The person before him, with only Hedao Realm strength, could not be a Dao Protector sent by the Wang family.

However, he was even more unwilling to believe that the person before him was Wang Teng.

Simply because, in his impression, Wang Teng had always been a good-for-nothing.

But now, Wang Teng had reached the Hedao Realm, and his strength was shockingly powerful.

Most importantly, the Wang family already had a Ancient Sacred Body who had suppressed the younger generation of their three great Demon Palaces.

If there was another Wang Teng with such strength, once these two brothers grew up, how could their three great Demon Palaces contend against the Wang family?

Boom, boom, boom…!

Wang Teng and Gu Xuancang fought with all their might.

The more Gu Xuancang fought Wang Teng, the more shocked he became.

To be frank, through this battle, Gu Xuancang was certain that even the Prodigies and elites of the younger generation of the Zangyue Demon Palace might not be Wang Teng’s match.

“Regardless of whether you are Wang Teng or not, as long as you are a member of the Wang family, you deserve to die!”

Gu Xuancang roared, having already decided to kill Wang Teng.

The next moment, Gu Xuancang burned his essence blood, forcefully restoring himself to his Peak state.

He was too severely injured; in his injured state, killing Wang Teng was simply impossible.

Left with no choice, he could only burn his essence blood to forcefully return to his Peak state.

Although doing so would worsen his injuries, and even risk a drop in Realm, and the time he could remain in his Peak state was only a short breath.

But he had to do it, otherwise, he couldn’t possibly kill Wang Teng.

With his Peak strength, a single breath was enough to easily obliterate Wang Teng.

Boom…!

The moment Gu Xuancang returned to his Peak state, the heavens and earth trembled violently, and an incomparably powerful pressure, like an ancient divine mountain, pressed down on Wang Teng, making him utterly unable to move.

“Die…!”

Gu Xuancang let out a low growl, directly pointing a finger.

This finger, like the finger of an ancient god, carried an unparalleled sense of oppression as it pointed towards Wang Teng…