Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands-Chapter 464: No Outsiders Left—Time to Send You Off

Chapter 464: No Outsiders Left—Time to Send You Off

"One spear... to send you on your way!"

Shen Mo reached out and grabbed, unleashing the full might of the Biluo Netherworld Divine Spear as it tore through the sky.

Wherever it passed, waves of energy surged, and demonic aura scattered.

It was as if the demonic energy had developed awareness—fleeing in terror from its path.

Boom!

In an instant, the divine spear arrived before An Zhenfeng.

An Zhenfeng felt a sharp pain stab through his pupils.

A dire sense of danger surged in his heart. Without thinking, he instinctively unleashed his most prized defensive martial technique.

"Mark of Black Death!"

Demonic energy erupted from every pore in his body.

In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a large, irregular-shaped seal.

Carved into the base of the seal were two jagged characters in the demonic language:

"Black" and "Death."

These two demonic characters seemed to carry a strange and sinister power.

The Demon Suppression Guards in the outpost felt dizzy and saw stars after just a quick glance.

"Don't look! That technique is incredibly dangerous—it's one of the Sixth Great Demon's signature moves!"

"Not only does it offer top-tier defense, but staring directly at it can cause disease and internal damage."

Zhong Baisheng shouted lowly.

He remembered the day Zhang Longxiang fought alone against the Fifth Great Demon An Feng and the Sixth Great Demon An Chen.

From the city wall, he had watched as An Chen unleashed this very move.

This demon truly lived up to being a descendant of a Great Demon.

He had even learned this terrifying skill from An Chen.

Zhong Baisheng didn't dare look directly at the Mark of Black Death either.

He only dared glance at it from the corner of his eye.

He worried that Shen Mo might not know how dangerous this move was.

If he faced it head-on, he might be caught off guard.

"How interesting."

Shen Mo gazed at the Mark of Black Death.

He could sense a sinister aura seemingly emerging from nowhere, trying to invade his body, corrode his foundation, and reshape his form.

Even his Divine Thunder Force could only barely resist it, unable to completely purify it.

Within this chilling aura, Shen Mo sensed an essence of tremendous power.

It was likely related to the authority of "Chaotic Corruption," a force controlled by the Sixth Great Demon.

Perhaps this technique was a fusion of that authority and demonic martial arts, creating an even more terrifying demonic ability.

If that were the case—

Even Shen Mo had to admire the Sixth Great Demon a little.

Truly a ruthless existence who had risen from a mere True Demon to become the Sixth Great Demon Lord.

No—ruthless demon!

Just as Shen Mo was about to act, he suddenly felt a warm current surge from within.

In the next moment, the chilling aura was completely incinerated.

He took a brief glance inward.

To his surprise, the Nine Nether Ice Flame had surged through his body, burning away the sinister aura from the Mark of Black Death.

"Thank you," Shen Mo said with surprise.

A genderless voice emerged from the Nine Nether Ice Flame. "Hmph. The demon heart you gave me was of high quality. I just helped out in passing. No need to thank me."

Shen Mo smiled and said nothing more.

Boom!

The Biluo Netherworld Divine Spear collided head-on with the Mark of Black Death.

A terrifying shockwave erupted outward.

An Zhenmang, who had just managed to crawl out of the cliff wall, was instantly struck again by the blast.

He was slammed back into the cliff face, vomiting blood uncontrollably.

A swath of lesser demons on the ground were also sent flying, limbs torn asunder, demon blood splattering everywhere.

Then came a thunderous, earth-shaking explosion!

The Mark of Black Death shattered into pieces!

The Biluo Netherworld Divine Spear didn't slow in the slightest.

With its unstoppable might, it continued surging toward An Zhenfeng!

An Zhenfeng's pupils shrank to their limit.

Clenching his teeth, he had no choice but to burn the rare Great Demon bloodline within him.

"An Zhenmang... sorry, but I have to use you!"

He let out a low roar as his body was suddenly shrouded in thick smoke.

In the next instant, the figure that appeared in his place was shockingly An Zhenmang!

"Ah!"

A miserable scream rang out.

With a wave of Shen Mo's hand, a violent gust of wind swept through, dispersing the smoke and dust.

Only then did he see that the one who had been pierced through by the Biluo Netherworld Divine Spear wasn't An Zhenfeng—it was actually An Zhenmang.

Shen Mo looked toward the edge of the battlefield.

An Zhenfeng had already reappeared far away.

He stared deeply at Shen Mo, spat out several mouthfuls of demon blood, and immediately used his movement technique to flee at high speed.

"That move... it was some kind of body-swap technique—he forcibly exchanged places with another demon."

"No wonder he's a descendant of a Great Demon. He really has some tricks."

Shen Mo cast a sidelong glance at the wide-eyed, lifeless corpse of An Zhenmang.

Without any hesitation, he instantly unleashed the Sky-Treading Phantom Step and chased after An Zhenfeng.

In the blink of an eye, man and demon vanished from the battlefield.

Their speed was so fast it far exceeded Zhong Baisheng and the others' reactions.

"Don't chase! Don't pursue a cornered enemy!" Feng Cang cried out in alarm.

But before he could finish, Shen Mo had already disappeared.

"What do we do now? If something happens to Commander Shen, even a hundred deaths won't make up for it!"

The Demon Suppression Guards all looked at one another, visibly shaken.

Zhong Baisheng pondered for a long moment before speaking in a deep voice, "Two Peak True Demon Lords are already dead. The demon army is on the verge of collapse."

"All Demon Suppression Guards—launch a full assault and wipe them out!"

"Ning Tianying, Xiong Yuanshan—you're with me. We'll follow and find Shen Mo!"

"Yes!" the two replied in unison.

With the deaths of An Zhenluan and An Zhenmang, the remaining lesser demons completely lost their leadership.

Even though a few regular True Demon Lords still maintained order, the overall army had fallen into chaos.

It was only a matter of time before the Demon Suppression Guards crushed them.

What mattered most now was locating Shen Mo and ensuring his safety.

To put it harshly, even the Xuanwu Outpost 41—built at the cost of so many lives—was not as important.

Shen Mo was the priority.

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And he kept it firmly in mind.

Xiong Yuanshan muttered anxiously, "The entire fourth layer is demon territory. What if that Great Demon's descendant is only pretending to flee and has actually set up a trap..."

Zhong Baisheng and Ning Tianying remained silent.

The combat strength Shen Mo had just displayed was already astonishing.

They believed that, in a straight fight, even that descendant of a Great Demon might not be able to defeat him.

What they truly feared was an ambush.

Even ants can bite an elephant to death.

No matter how strong Shen Mo was, he had limits.

"Let's hope... nothing happens to him."

Zhong Baisheng took a deep breath.

...

Elsewhere.

An Zhenfeng was fleeing with all his might.

Shen Mo trailed behind from a distance, relentlessly closing in.

One fled, the other pursued—one ahead, one behind.

And instead of narrowing, the distance between them kept shrinking.

An Zhenfeng gritted his teeth.

He, a noble descendant of a Great Demon, was actually being hunted down by a mere Demon Suppression Guard from the Armory Division.

It was a complete disgrace!

"Who the hell is this Demon Suppression Guard?"

"Isn't he supposed to specialize in forging weapons? Why is his combat power so overwhelming?"

"That terrifying spear—it's like it was made for the sole purpose of suppressing the demon race!"

Clenching his jaw, An Zhenfeng endured his body's pain and continued his mad escape.

There was a demon settlement nearby.

He had arranged backup there.

One Peak True Demon Lord and two Golden Peak True Demon Lords.

If he could just make it there, he would survive!

And Shen Mo would fall into his trap.

Everything was still salvageable.

He could still complete the mission his father demon had entrusted to him—and claim the reward for taking down the twentieth-ranked target on the Demon Hunting List!

"Your speed... is too slow."

"There are no outsiders here now. It's time to send you off."

That chilling voice came from behind him—enough to shake the soul.

And then came the ancient, boundless sound of a sword's cry, tearing through the air to kill!

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