Having subdued the Howling Moon Demon King, and then fed the immortal flood dragon on demon blood until it reached demon-king caliber, Shen Yi's physical body alone was already something no ordinary demon could withstand.

One fist down, and the bear demon's head was driven into the earth.

He hauled it back out, and drove down another.

"This lord... I am a divine lord... you vile creature..."

Both of its eyes smashed to ruin, the old bear demon, driven half-mad with agony, was fighting desperately to get back up.

And every time it managed to sit upright, Shen Yi sent it back down with a sweeping kick.

Two fists came down like a thunderstorm.

"Louder. I can't hear you."

Hearing that flat, indifferent voice in its ear, the black bear wrenched its great bloody jaws open. "I am—"

Beneath the black sleeve, a pale arm drove clean through its lower jaw, then caved in its tongue.

"You are what?"

"AARRGH!!"

The bear demon let out a wail. The arm had barely pulled back before it shattered half the skull along with it.

I am the Red-Eyed Divine Lord...

It wore magnificent armor, its fur blazing vivid red.

The bearing of an awesome divine general.

And yet here it lay, forced flat on the ground, unable even to rise.

Shen Yi hadn't drawn on anything else at all — Deep Abyss at his waist hadn't been touched — both fists moving without pause for even a single moment.

Until his arms ached, and his whole body was drenched in viscous blood, did he finally straighten up slowly from the carcass, the entire mountain behind him already trembling on the verge of collapse, as though the next moment might bring it all crashing down.

The soaked black robe came into the sight of every person at the foot of the mountain.

The young man stood atop the enormous bear carcass, his figure slight against the scale of it, the pressure radiating off him enough to make every watching person feel they couldn't breathe.

"..."

He looked down at the corpse at his…