Anyone Else

The air was thick with tension, the kind that only followed the rise of a true tyrant. Zhang Yong's presence was undeniable, his aura radiating power like a living storm. He stood at the edge of the ruined battlefield, looking down at the carnage he had created. Bodies—both human and demonic—lay scattered, their blood pooling around them. The screams of the dying had long since ceased, replaced by the eerie silence of the aftermath.

Zhang Yong wiped the blood from his blade, the satisfaction of a battle well fought flashing in his eyes. His strength had increased once again. The invaders had come to Earth, believing they could claim the legacy for themselves. But they had underestimated him—underrated his hunger for power and vengeance. They thought they were prepared, but they were no match for the cruel storm he had become.

With a flick of his wrist, the blade vanished, and Zhang Yong's gaze turned to the horizon. He could feel it—the next wave of invaders was already on its way. This was just the beginning. But there was something different this time. The air was more oppressive, the energy from the invaders stronger, more chaotic. It was as though the universe itself had taken notice of his strength and sought to stop his rise.

But he was beyond their reach.

A sudden pulse of energy cracked through the atmosphere, and Zhang Yong turned to see a figure emerging from the shadows. She was tall, with a figure that exuded both grace and danger. Her eyes were filled with an ancient wisdom, but they also carried the weight of something darker. She was no ordinary woman—she was a being from another realm, a celestial demon. Her aura resonated with the kind of power that could only be rivaled by gods.

Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed as he assessed her. His instincts told him that this one would be different from the others. She was not someone he could simply crush in an instant. The Celestial Demon had an air of control about her, a confidence that could only come from an entity that had lived through countless battles.

"You've made quite the name for yourself, Zhang Yong," the Celestial Demon spoke, her voice smooth and seductive, though there was a hidden venom behind it. "But do you think you can claim Earth as your own without consequences?"

Zhang Yong's lips curled into a smirk. "Consequences?" He took a step forward, his figure growing larger with each stride. "I am the consequence."

The Celestial Demon's lips twitched slightly, though her expression remained calm. "Arrogant," she muttered, before snapping her fingers. The ground beneath them trembled, and from the shadows, more figures emerged—each more terrifying than the last.

Zhang Yong's eyes flickered with amusement. These invaders were not the first to try to stop him, and they would not be the last. But this woman... she was different. She had the power to challenge him.

"You think you can stop me?" Zhang Yong asked, his voice low, dangerous.

The Celestial Demon smiled, and it was then that Zhang Yong felt it—the shift in the air. This was no longer just a fight for survival. This was going to be a battle for dominance. She had drawn upon her most dangerous allies, the ultimate warriors from her realm. But Zhang Yong was no ordinary opponent. He had already transcended mortal limits.

Without warning, Zhang Yong summoned his power. A storm of energy swirled around him, rippling through the air, and the ground cracked as if the very earth itself trembled under his might. The Celestial Demon's allies took a step back, sensing the overwhelming force he was unleashing.

"You've chosen the wrong fight," Zhang Yong said, as his power erupted outward, a tidal wave of raw destruction. He was no longer just a man seeking revenge; he was a force of nature—unstoppable, unyielding.

The Celestial Demon's eyes flashed with rage, but she was unfazed. With a swift motion, she extended her hand, summoning her own dark energy to collide with Zhang Yong's. The two forces clashed in a violent explosion, shaking the heavens themselves. The very air trembled with the power they unleashed, sending shockwaves through the land.

For a moment, everything was still. Then, with a swift movement, Zhang Yong appeared behind the Celestial Demon. His hand moved like lightning, and before she could react, he drove a blade of energy straight through her heart. Her eyes widened in shock, but before she could speak, her body crumbled to dust.

The invaders stood in stunned silence, their leader fallen in an instant. Zhang Yong wiped the blood from his hands and turned to face them. His eyes were cold, unfeeling. "Anyone else?"