Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

At this point, Shi Hu was really angry and wanted to kill Chu Yifan to wipe away the shame of having been forced to take a step back.

In reality, Shi Hu could simply use his Dark Transformation to escape and wait for the effect of Chu Yifan's elixir to wear off.

However, his pride wouldn't allow it. The greatest genius and commander of the Shadow Demon Legion had to flee in a fight in the same realm?

Chu Yifan, who was still a little dazed after being thrown back several steps after launching his strongest attack, couldn't help but come to his senses when he heard Shi Hu's roar.

Seeing Shi Hu disappear and reappear in front of him with his fist about to hit his face, he panicked.

In the last attack, Chu Yifan had used almost half of all the spiritual energy stored in his body; after all, he wasn't a true Saint King.

Even so, Chu Yifan reacted quickly, raising his sword to protect his face and colliding with Shi Hu's giant fist.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

Unlike the last time Chu Yifan used the second move of the Heavenly Sword Technique, this time he was thrown hundreds of meters.

After finally stabilizing himself in the air, Chu Yifan began to feel desperate. In his heart, he was thinking of any countermeasure to deal with Shi Hu at that moment.

But Shi Hu no longer wanted to play around; he was exuding a terrible murderous intent. So, he appeared again in front of Chu Yifan and punched him with all his might in the chest.

At the last moment, Chu Yifan managed to position his sword in front of his chest to try and protect himself from this attack.

BANG!

BANG!

The sound of breaking air after the impact was immense, and Chu Yifan's body was thrown hundreds of meters again.

But Shi Hu didn't stop. This scene repeated itself several times: he appeared in front of Chu Yifan again and threw a fatal punch, but Chu Yifan always managed to put his sword forward to block.

If that sword wasn't a high-grade sacred artifact, it would probably have been damaged after so many punches.

A few moves later, Chu Yifan was already completely embarrassed, covered in blood all over his body and half-kneeling in the air, while thinking fiercely in his heart: 'This demon could have killed me several moves ago.

'But it seems he wants to torture me slowly.

After each attack, Chu Yifan became more and more wounded; logically, his reaction time began to slow down.

Even so, it seemed that he always managed to block at the last moment.

Clearly, Shi Hu was just toying with him!

Shi Hu, who had finally vented his anger, looked at the embarrassed Chu Yifan and spoke lightly: "Since you've managed to make me take a step back, I'll do you the honor of dying under my strongest move."

After he had finished speaking, Shi Hu concentrated all his aura into his fist and then roared: "Punch of Eternal Rest!"

This was the first time Shi Hu had used his martial arts since being summoned to this world.

Chu Yifan's eyes widened at the sight of the punch. Inside that punch, he saw only darkness - endless darkness.

Faced with this darkness, in the last moments of his life, Chu Yifan felt a deep fear. For what he perceived in that infinite darkness was death, eternal rest.

His last thought before dying was: "I'm ridiculous. To think that I dreamt I could defeat this demon".

Faced with that punch, Chu Yifan felt that, even if he had been at the peak of his strength before being injured, he was extremely small - as small as an insect that can be easily crushed.

Looking at Chu Yifan's corpse, Shi Hu didn't rush to put it away. He held it by the neck and appeared in the air, in front of the sect formation, as if he were declaring to the sect disciples that the Sect Master was dead!

"The Sect Master is dead! It can't be..."

"What are we going to do now? We're lost!"

"Run! It's obvious that Shura Palace is going to destroy the sect! We have to run while there's still time!"

When they saw Chu Yifan's body, no matter who it was, his disciples, the sect elders or even the allies who had a grudge against the Shura Palace, they all panicked.

They began to fly and run in all directions, desperately trying to escape.

As they ran, they hoped in their hearts that Shi Hu wouldn't chase them.

After all, faced with someone who had killed even the Sect Master, who was in the Holy King Realm, what would they be, little shrimps in the Sacred Realm?

Seeing everyone's panic, Shi Hu smiled slightly, showing his demonic nature, and spoke in a loud tone:

"The Palace Master's order was for the entire Heavenly Sword Sect to be destroyed!"

"Which means, no survivors."

As he uttered the last sentence, Shi Hu let a faint smile escape his lips.

As soon as his words echoed, countless shadows in giant demonic shapes began to appear in the sky, surrounding the entire sect area.

At first, there were just a few, then dozens, and they didn't stop until hundreds of figures, ranging in height from a few meters to dozens of meters, appeared in the sky, surrounding all the disciples who were trying to flee.

But what really made them desperate was that each of these figures exuded a terrible aura - an aura of the Sacred Realm!

"Hundreds of figures from the Sacred Realm? Where did so many experts come from for this Shura Palace that has recently sprung up?"

"That's impossible! Even the two holy lands have trouble cultivating hundreds of experts in the Sacred Realm. How did they manage that?"

Countless figures watching from afar couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat at the sight of these giant demons. Even though they were in the Sacred Realm, they felt that any one of those figures could easily kill them.

Hearing the conversation around him, a Holy Realm expert, who had previously been silent, couldn't help but exclaim as well, causing everyone around him to fall silent:

"I'm afraid that as soon as the news spreads, the eleventh first-class force of the eastern region will emerge."

"Shura Palace!"

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