Rise of the Demon God

He reached the city known as the city of Shun. This time, he didn't call forth the mountain.

Instead, he landed at the entrance of the city and clapped his hand, bringing forth lightning storms in his surroundings.

He kept walking casually with his hands in his pocket, observing his surroundings which were being destroyed by the lightning storm.

He also brought out his King's sword and casually held it in his left hand.

A group of warriors was trying to find the cause of this destruction.

The warriors soon noticed Long Chen, who was walking at the core of all the storms, looking perfectly calm.

"He must be the one! We need to kill the devil!" The Cultivators said as they ran towards Long Chen.

Long Chen only smiled in response. He raised his sword high before bringing it crashing down.

As the Sword came down, a bright arc of light came out of it, which flew towards the incoming cultivators. However, the arc of light soon changed its shape, turning into a giant tiger made of energy.

Seeing the scary looking tiger, the Cultivators stopped in their tracks. They attacked the tiger instead, changing their targets.

However, the tiger wasn't affected. It was as if he simply absorbed all the attacks that came to him to become even stronger.

The dark tiger jumped high as he reached near the Cultivators. Seeing the tiger unaffected by their attacks, the Cultivators spread out and started running.

The dark tiger landed on top of one of the Cultivators, slicing his throat with his claws.

Without wasting more time, he moved again and bit the throat of another cultivator.

No matter where the Cultivators ran, they couldn't outrun the dark tiger. They were all killed. The tiger didn't stop and continued running around, killing anything and anyone it saw.

Behind the tiger, Long Chen walked calmly like a Warlord in the middle of all the destruction.

"Ah, a shop," he smiled as he stopped. He waved his hand, stopping the thunderstorm that was moving towards one of the shops that intrigued him.

He walked closer to the shop, which contained quite a lot of food.

The shop owner had long run away after seeing all the storms, not even closing the shop.

Long Chen picked a plate and kept some food on it before sitting on a table.

He calmly started eating the door while destruction continued outside. All the surrounding buildings were destroyed by the thunderstorm except the one shop where Long Chen was sitting.

After a healthy twenty minutes, he finished eating. He didn't forget to keep more food in his storage ring for the future.

He stepped out of the shop and looked in the surroundings. "Already finished? That was fast.'

Except for the one shop, all the other buildings were destroyed. No person could be seen in sight. It was as if no city existed here before.

He checked his bottle again, which had around thirty droplets of blood inside. It was still far from being filled though.

"I hope there isn't a time limit. Because I'm going as fast as I can. It would suck to know that I failed because I didn't know the time limit rules," he said before keeping the bottle back.

He again started flying to the next city.

...

Two months later...

Long Chen opened his eyes. He was lying on a comfortable bed. His body was covered in a cozy blanket.

He moved the blanket aside and stood up, yawning.

He looked at the bottle which was kept on the table near him. The bottle was already half filled with blood by now.

Moreover, there was one body lying near the bottle.

Last night when Long Chen was sleeping, a person from the hotel entered his room to steal his stuff. Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was a flying Sword inside the room, which was guardian Long Chen.

Long Chen already knew what kind of would this was. Even if he was staying in a hotel, he knew people were going to rob him. He didn't want someone to steal the bottle especially.

"As expected. Man, this world never ceases to disappoint me," he said, getting off the bed. He stretched his arms before walking into the bathroom.

He took a short shower and changed his clothes before coming out.

"Time you get to work again." He picked up the half-filled bottle and left the room. The flying sword followed behind him.

He reached downstairs.

"Greetings sir. How was your night?" The receptionist asked Long Chen.

"Better than your night is going to be," Long Chen lazily said.

The receptionist looked at Long Chen in confusion. However, not for long. The spirit sword stabbed him before flying after Long Chen.

Long Chen stepped out of the hotel, stretching his arms. The city was really lively today.

He had already destroyed many Kingdoms in the last two months. This city happened to be in his path, which had sealed its fate. However, he was slightly tired after reaching here. He had decided to have some rest here first before destroying it.

Now that he was done, he could get on with it.

"What should I use? Heavenly Mountain? Buddha's Glorious Palm? Enraged Thunder Storms? Or illusory death? Or other skills? Sigh, In the last two months, I've used all the new skills I've learned. It's become boring again."

"Whatever, I guess it's Buddha's Glorious Palm today."

He spread his arms. His body started flying high in the sky, reaching thousands of feet high.

A couple of people noticed him flying up, surprised that a Heavenly Cultivator was amidst them.

They wondered what such a High Profile man was doing here.

Up in the sky, Long Chen joined his hands and started chanting something. The image of Buddha appeared behind him, keeping his eyes closed.

Long Chen slowly opened his eyes. The Buddha's image behind him also opened the eyes.

"Buddha's Palm," Long Chen softly said, pointing his right palm towards the city. A golden light left his hand, covering the entire sky, almost blinding everyone.

By the time the light disappeared, there was nothing left of the city. Only a giant palm mark was left in place of the city.

"One more..." Long Chen again started his journey.

...

Inside the real Bloodline Temple, Long Tian was walking back and forth, extremely worried. Everything was happening just as he had thought. Long Chen was changing, and he wasn't liking it.

He was becoming more like Tian Shen, who did whatever brought him to his goal, no matter how bad it was.

He wondered if that's why Tian Shen kept this trial in the first place.