Humans had the Dragon Phoenix Roll, Spirit Fey had the Azure Fey Roll, and Fiends had the Heavenly Fiend Roll.
The fiend spider was ranked in the top fifty of the Heavenly Fiend Roll. It was definitely an extremely high ranking. After all, they were ranked together with twenty thousand Fiends.
Furthermore, the Fiends were stronger than humans and Spirit Fey. The Fiend talents the Fiends possessed were especially hard to defend against. Historically, only the Battle Race could engage in large-scale battles with the Fiends.
When other humans fought against the Fiends, it was nearly impossible for them to gain an advantage.
The fiend spider's name was' Eighth Zhu '. It was adept at concealment and assassination. It had already killed fourteen Fiends. Such a Fiend was something humans did not wish to encounter the most.
After Yang Wu killed Five Poisons, he encountered such a vicious Fiend. It was unknown if his luck was too bad or too good.
Yang Wu believed that he could easily suppress his opponent, but in the end, he only had a slight advantage. He was unable to overwhelm and slaughter his opponent.
If not for his Poison Impenetrable Body, he might have been the one defeated.
"This fiend spider is very strong. I can't hold back." Yang Wu thought to himself as he increased the speed of his attacks. He circled behind Eighth Zhu and kicked out with his Wind God Leg at Eighth Zhu's back.
The leg beam lashed out like a whip, ruthlessly landing on Eighth Zhu's buttocks.
Eighth Zhu's figure was sent flying as he let out a strange cry. "What a troublesome human. I'll definitely eat you up."
At the next moment, he used his Fiend divine powers. A gigantic net rapidly formed, enveloping a radius of half a kilometer. Yang Wu did not have the time to escape. The net this time was different from the first time. Apart from containing poison, it was also extremely sticky. Even a Saint might not be able to escape if they were stuck.
Yang Wu's legs were stuck. No matter how he twitched, he was unable to escape the sticky force. He exclaimed, "Oh no."
"You can't be arrogant now, right?" Eighth Zhu crawled towards Yang Wu and said with a smile.
Following that, his front claws slashed at Yang Wu's head and heart like blades.
"It is indeed a very powerful talent, but it is really useless to me." Yang Wu went into defense mode. The Black Tortoise Battle Armor protected him impenetrably. Even if Eighth Zhu's claws fell, they couldn't break his attack and were even deflected.
Ding dang ding dang!
The sound of weapons clashing rang out, creating dazzling sparks.
"Your defense is really strong. I don't believe that I can't break it." Zhu Ba said with a hint of fear. He changed his method again and spat out more venom. He planned to use the corrosive nature of the venom to completely eliminate Yang Wu.
Yang Wu wasn't going to give him another chance. Blue Enchantress's power rushed out and burned the spider webs and slime.
Blue Yao Ji was a holy flame, and it was not an ordinary holy flame. Its firepower was enough to scare even saints, let alone Eighth Zhu.
"F * ck, I can't stand this guy. I'll run." Eighth Zhu was certain that the human in front of him was too difficult to deal with. He didn't want to waste his energy here. It was better to leave it to stop other living beings.
Eighth Zhu fled as soon as he said so. His speed was very fast. He crawled with his eight claws and ran a mile away in the blink of an eye.
"If I let you escape, how am I going to survive?" Yang Wu roared and chased after him. When he got close to Eighth Zhu, he bounced up and stomped heavily on Eighth Zhu's back, causing Eighth Zhu to sink into the ground.
In terms of speed, Yang Wu wasn't necessarily slower than other living beings. In fact, he was much faster. It was the same even if he didn't cultivate the Wind Profound Qi. His Wind God's Leg was integrated with the Black Tortoise Steps, greatly increasing his speed. Eighth Zhu couldn't escape his pursuit.
After he used his full strength, Eighth Zhu could only be slaughtered by him.
Eighth Zhu spat out poison from Yang Wu's stomp. This guy's reaction was very fast. His eight claws were actually able to resist. At the same time, he launched a pincer attack at Yang Wu. This time, Yang Wu didn't dodge. The Black Tortoise's Battle Profound Armor blocked the attack. He lifted his leg and stomped down again, turning Eighth Zhu's tough body into a bloody mess.
Ji Ji!
Eighth Zhu was completely anxious. His eyes were suffused with waves of Devil Qi. Another large web wrapped around Yang Wu. There was also a Devil Weapon hidden in it that pierced towards Yang Wu.
The spider web was just a feint. That strange Devil Weapon was his true killing move.
Yang Wu quickly soared into the sky. Even though he was suppressed by the gravity, his height wasn't low. He narrowly avoided the opponent's attack.
If he was half a beat slower, the Devil Weapon would have hit him.
This Devil Weapon was definitely not an ordinary item. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been scared off.
Eighth Zhu bellowed fiercely, "You don't have the qualifications to kill me."
Under the control of Eighth Zhu's spider web, the Devil Weapon blasted towards Yang Wu.
It was a Devil Sickle that had reached the sacred rank. It was his life-saving trump card.
"Sacred Weapons, right? Then let's compete." Yang Wu was also enraged. With a bellow, a black sickle appeared in his hand. It was somewhat similar to Eighth Zhu's Devil Sickle.
When the two sickles clashed, sparks flew as Eighth Zhu's sickle was sent flying.
Before Eighth Zhu could react, the Death Qi enveloped him. The Death Qi began to rob Eighth Zhu of his vitality. Yang Wu's Death Sickle slashed down once again.
Puah Puah!
Eighth Zhu's body bloomed as black demonic blood seeped out. It was so painful that he screamed.
The Death Qi entered his body through his wounds. His vitality rapidly disappeared, scaring him so much that he peed his pants.
"I admit defeat, don't kill me." Eighth Zhu was completely scared. He was still a young demonic spider. He didn't want to die like this and quickly surrendered.
Yang Wu's Death Sickle stabbed into his body. The Death Dao was taken back and Eighth Zhu almost fainted from the pain.
This youth was too ruthless.
He was even more ruthless than the Devil Race.
"You caused me to waste so much energy. I'll kill you and be done with it." Yang Wu said fiercely.
"Don't … I admit defeat. Spare my life. I'll give you all my gains." Eighth Zhu quickly spat out three Yin and Yang Rings. They were his spoils of war.
Yang Wu unceremoniously put away these spoils of war and said, "Obediently submit to me and be my servant. Otherwise, die."
"Yes, yes, I submit. I'm willing to be your servant." Eighth Zhu quickly responded.
"Then quickly take out your Devil Race contract. You and I will sign a master and servant contract."
"This … I don't need this. I will definitely be loyal."
"Is that so? I only believe that dead creatures are absolutely loyal. "
"I'll die with you."
… …
The pitiful Eighth Zhu didn't have time to die with him. His body was pierced by Yang Wu's blade and he was directly slaughtered.
Yang Wu wanted to spare his life, but unfortunately, the other party didn't cherish it.
Eighth Zhu's fighting strength was very strong. Even if he faced Ao Chang Zhan, he might not necessarily lose. If he was left as a living puppet, he would have another powerful fighter.
It was really a pity.
After Yang Wu killed him, he didn't throw away Eighth Zhu's body. He had the 《Puppet Control Technique》 and could try to refine Eighth Zhu into a dead puppet.
There was a big difference between a living puppet and a dead puppet. A living puppet could still have its own fighting consciousness. A dead puppet was controlled by its master and lost its own will.
"I still have to spend a lot of effort. It's really troublesome." Yang Wu sighed.
The Sacred Mandala Flower appeared and said, "Why don't you let me eat him? This fellow has high level demon blood and it's useful to me."
"You can devour the bloodline, but leave the body for me. I still have a use for it." Yang Wu replied.
"Okay, I promise to leave you a perfect body." The Sacred Mandala Flower replied excitedly. A demonic flower wrapped around Eighth Zhu's body and devoured his bloodline power.
Eighth Zhu's corpse that had lost its bloodline shrunk once again. Yang Wu was worried that he would be useless.
He began to meditate on the 《Puppet Control Technique》 and sent his mental intent directly into Eighth Zhu's demon core. He forcefully imprinted his mental intent to control it.
Eighth Zhu's demon core was still very strong. It formed its own defensive power and blocked Yang Wu outside.
"I'm already dead and you still won't let me go. I'll fight it out with you." Eighth Zhu's demon soul roared.
"Then let's die a bit more thoroughly." Yang Wuyou said coldly. He used his powerful soul power to imprint the Puppet Controlling Curse and continued to imprint.
One failure.
Two failures.
Three failures.
… …
After the thirteenth failure, he finally imprinted his mental intent into Eighth Zhu's demon soul. Eighth Zhu's soul power completely disappeared.
Eighth Zhu became Yang Wu's undead puppet. However, Yang Wu wasn't satisfied with this puppet. If he used some special method to refine him, he would become even more powerful. But now, he could only make do with it.
The current Eighth Zhu's combat strength had decreased by more than half compared to when he was alive. He could only fight against ordinary peak Minor Saints. Moreover, he needed Ye Xiwen's mental intent to control him.
Yang Wu used him as his mount and continued to move forward while sitting cross-legged on his body.
He didn't know that Eighth Zhu's death had shaken the Devil Race.
"Eighth Zhu is dead. How could he die so quickly?" "My good brother, I will definitely avenge you and tear the culprit to pieces!" a demon roared angrily from another direction. "That's right. I will definitely avenge you and tear the murderer to pieces!"
This creature was Eighth Zhu's good brother. His strength was higher than Eighth Zhu's. He couldn't accept the fact that Eighth Zhu was killed.
He cast a secret technique and began to search for the direction where Eighth Zhu was killed. He quickly rushed towards that direction.
"Eighth Zhu's prince has been killed. Who is so bold?"
"It shouldn't be a Devil Race creature. Could it be a foreign race or Spirit Demon Race?"
"No matter which race it is, we must find out the truth. Otherwise, we will all suffer."
"Could it be the human race? I heard that this year's batch of humans is stronger than the previous ones. Plus, they are irreconcilable with our race. Perhaps, they worked together to kill Lord Zhu."
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