Chapter 1066: Chapter 575: Dead End! Run, Why Aren’t You Running Anymore
Jiang Shu took a deep breath. Given his current state, although he could still use the Heavenly Escape Talisman to flee, doing so would undoubtedly waste another chance with it!
Suddenly, from a thousand miles away came the rustling sound of Scale Armor.
The ground seeped with viscous blood water, and these blood droplets coalesced into dense scales in the air, each reflecting his pale face.
Someone’s coming again!
"Why would the Dragon Clan appear here?"
"No, it’s Jiang Shu!"
The voice rumbled, and those scales formed a menacing and terrifying visage, with flame-imbued eyes shining with excitement.
The aura exuding from him was clearly of Demon Monarch Level.
This Demon Monarch had originally sensed the aura of a Dragon Clan elite and came to investigate, only to unexpectedly discover Jiang Shu, who had previously appeared at the Panhai City battle not long ago.
If Jiang Shu were in his peak state, he certainly wouldn’t be this excited.
He had heard that even Ao Jin of the Dragon Clan was no match for him, let alone himself who had just stepped into the Demon Lord Late Stage?
Yet, to his delight, Jiang Shu’s current state was very dire.
If he could capture him, the benefits within are self-explanatory.
"Trouble."
Frowning slightly, Jiang Shu forced himself to endure the scorching pain in his veins and turned into a stream of light, changing direction to fly away into the distance.
Given his current state, defeating a Demon Monarch wasn’t difficult.
But the problem was, Heaven-Burning Demon Venerable was still chasing behind him.
If his aura leaked out, his trump cards would greatly diminish.
Wherever the Dragon Claw passed, blood-red vines sprouted from the cracks, attempting to entangle his limbs.
These vines were covered in barbs, and the venom dripping from their tips corroded the rocks into honeycomb-like holes.
As the contours of the distant city emerged in his vision, Jiang Shu suddenly swept his Dragon Tail horizontally.
The grayish mist erupting from his flesh corroded half of the blood scales, yet dozens remained embedded in his Dragon form.
Each scale carried soul-corroding venom, causing blackness to envelop his vision with pain.
Those scales took root and sprouted within his flesh, actually attempting to transform him into a Blood Scale clone.
Upon entering the city, Jiang Shu reverted to human form and crashed through seven stone towers.
When he knelt down with one knee, the blood clots he coughed up contained scale-like crystals, and his right arm’s veins bulged like wriggling worms.
The blood poison was eroding his veins; it was imperative to finish the battle swiftly!
"Die!"
The Blood Scale Demon Monarch emerged from a blood column formed from the plaza fountain, and as he swung the Bone Sword in his hand, a hundred thousand Resentful Souls shrieked piercingly.
Jiang Shu did not dodge, allowing the Bone Sword to pierce into his chest, and to the opponent’s astonished gaze, the Resentful Souls entwined around the sword surged into his body through the wound.
"What is this?"
Blood Scale Demon Monarch’s eyes widened.
He had assumed Jiang Shu would use his agile movement technique to dodge or rely on formidable Dao Practice to resist, but he had never anticipated Jiang Shu would allow him to pierce his flesh with the Bone Sword.
Was he tired of living?!
The response was a cold smile playing at Jiang Shu’s mouth.
The Bone Sword lodged in his chest suddenly trembled, and under the guidance of the Soul Great Dao, the hundred thousand Resentful Souls retaliated against their master.
Blood Scale Demon Monarch’s blood vessels bulged throughout his body, as if countless transparent strings were pulling him into a kneeling posture.
"Kill!"
With those words just fallen, Jiang Shu’s Fist Light shone suddenly, the once world-subduing glow was no longer unparalleled.
His injuries were too severe, and within him, the Phoenix True Flame of Heaven-Burning Demon Venerable was burning, scorching his veins and causing tumult in his inner Dao Rhyme.
A crack suddenly formed on his left brow’s Dragon Horn, and a burning Phoenix Feather burst out.
This flaw allowed the Blood Scale Demon Monarch to seize the opportunity, and a thousand clones simultaneously formed Sealing.
"Blood Sea Burial Heaven!"
"Die!"
As this Blood Scale Demon Monarch saw Jiang Shu’s attack really wasn’t strong, he was immediately overjoyed, just as he executed his own Great Technique.
Suddenly, a pupil light burst from Jiang Shu’s eyes, directly launching onto him, exploding two fist-sized blood holes in his chest.
Blood splattered, even revealing that a substantial part of the Blood Scale Demon Monarch’s heart had been blasted apart.
Void Soul Splitting Void Pupil Light!
This was Jiang Shu’s most secretive Great Technique, focusing on surprising attacks when least expected.
The Blood Scale Demon Monarch was pinned by Sword Qi against the city wall, staring unbelievingly at the bowl-sized void in his chest.
The remaining Dao Rhyme there prevented the body from regenerating, no matter how he struggled, the Power Dao and Cutting Dao within were damaging his veins and flesh, while the Desolate Dao, Taichu Dao, and Devouring Dao were consuming his blood energy, condensing into bloodlines to integrate into Jiang Shu’s physique.
His drained blood energy visibly filled his physical form.
"How... how is this possible..."
The Blood Scale Demon Monarch, aghast, stammered while looking at the scene in front of him.
No matter what he imagined, he couldn’t believe he couldn’t withstand even a few breaths in front of the already injured Jiang Shu.
Now Jiang Shu in his full state, how strong would he be?
Above the void, Jiang Shu transformed back to human form, holding the Desolate Star Halberd, his momentum abruptly tempered, only seen bowing slightly to look toward the Blood and Flesh Array beneath the city with a calm expression.
At this moment, encountering a Demon Monarch of the Demon Race again, he completely didn’t need, unlike in past days, to make multiple attempts to kill them.
The Blood Scale Demon Monarch’s shattered body twitched violently on the city wall, the blood-colored scales on it scraped trenches three feet deep in the iron-forged bricks.
Jiang Shu’s right palm grasped in vain, and the Devouring Dao Pattern poured into the Demon Monarch’s Heavenly Spirit Cover through the skull’s fissure, dark red blood energy flooding the veins like a dam break.
Among that blood energy were dense scale-like crystals, each creating a grating noise along the vessel walls, like thousands of poisonous insects gnawing on the bone marrow.
