# Chapter 2080: Unbridled and Unrestrained
The Mad Bull stepped onto the Qi Tian Battle Platform. The moment he set foot on the platform, his bloodline began to churn wildly. The Azure-Green Kui Bull manifested, and the power of the State Dao erupted with terrifying force, surging forward to bombard his opponent. This was a devastating strike from the very start. In that instant, between the Mad Bull and Yao Nine, only an ancient path remained, with endless demonic bulls roaring as they charged toward him.
Yao Nine let out a cold snort. His blood-red eyes locked onto the Mad Bull, and in an instant, his Dao Might surged into the Mad Bull's mind. That horrifying scene replayed itself—endless violent power flooded the Mad Bull's consciousness. At the same time, his palm struck forward. Blood dragons roared, Bear Kings bellowed, apes shook the heavens with their cries... endless blood light, boundless power—the combat strength of those terrifying demonic beasts all seemed to manifest within Yao Nine's body. The rumbling, terrifying attacks destroyed everything in their path. Even the Mad Bull's Dao Might began to waver and crumble. Yao Nine's body shot into the air, stepping along that ancient path, transforming into a Great Roc, then into a giant eagle, blotting out the sky. Blood light surged toward the Kui Bull in an instant.
"Kill!" With a furious roar, Yao Nine, wrapped in infinite slaughter, destruction, and other powers, bombarded the Mad Bull. At the same time, a Dao Might that drove people mad crushed down on the Mad Bull. In that moment, the Mad Bull's expression turned extremely ugly. His soul churned violently, yet he still persisted. With another furious roar, the Azure-Green Kui Bull shook heaven and earth. Its horns thrust forward, indestructible, containing the most terrifying attack power.
A trace of disdain flickered in Yao Nine's blood-red eyes. His attack struck the enormous bull horns, shattering them with a deafening blast. At the same time, terrifying force rippled through the Mad Bull's body. Using that tremendous power, the Mad Bull's body exploded backward. His face was pale, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
As expected, the battle's outcome did not deviate from the crowd's expectations. Even the enfeoffed king, the Mad Bull, could not fight Yao Nine.
No one knew how the Demon Domain had accomplished all this. If what they suspected in their hearts was true—that the ones before Yao Nine were even more formidable—then it was truly terrifying.
Holding an absolute advantage, Yao Nine launched the most ferocious assault on the Mad Bull, trying to tear him apart. However, the Mad Bull, worthy of his title as an enfeoffed king, seemed to have truly gone mad. He transformed into a crazed Azure-Green Kui Bull, covered in wounds yet still refusing to admit defeat. Even Yao Nine felt some wariness. He held the absolute advantage and had no intention of fighting to the death with his opponent.
Many experts from the Demon Soul Academy stood up one after another, their gazes fixed on the Qi Tian Battle Platform. One expert spoke: "Enough. There's no need to continue fighting."
After another frenzied, head-on clash between the Mad Bull and Yao Nine, the Mad Bull's body exploded backward, actually charging out of the Qi Tian Battle Platform. Yao Nine, with bloodthirsty eyes, stepped forward and directly pursued him, attacking the Mad Bull.
"Leaving the Qi Tian Battle Platform means admitting defeat. Why must you pursue the kill?" At this moment, a rolling voice rang out. An expert from the Demon Soul Academy stepped forward, instantly appearing before the Mad Bull. He wrapped the Mad Bull's body and retreated. Yao Nine's blood-red eyes stared at the departing figure, a cold killing intent flashing in them.
"Since he stepped onto the Qi Tian Battle Platform, if he loses, why should he cling to life?" Yao Nine snorted coldly, then stepped back onto the Qi Tian Battle Platform. His expression was cold, and the void fell silent once more. An enfeoffed king had been defeated.
"Too terrifying. The Demon Domain establishes its authority, and no one can resist." The crowd sighed inwardly. Their gazes turned to the experts of the Demon Domain. Those people remained as calm as ever, as if everything was within their control.
"Anyone else?" Yao Nine's gaze swept over the various imperial dynasties, ancient saint clans, and academies. His eerie eyes carried a battle-thirsty intent, giving people the illusion that he wanted to devour their flesh and blood. Just now, if not for the expert from the Demon Soul Academy intervening, even the enfeoffed king, the Mad Bull, would have been killed by him. This showed just how terrifying this person was.
Silence. A deathly stillness fell over the void. Although there were countless geniuses in the Qingxiao Land now, truly few could achieve the title of enfeoffed king. Those who dared to claim they were stronger than the Mad Bull were truly rare—probably only Chu Chunqiu, Wujue, and a few others, plus a few Martial Emperor peak King Bodies. No one could have anticipated today's eruption from the Demon Domain.
"What a joke. The vast Qi Tian Holy Capital can't even produce someone to fight?" At this moment, another figure stepped forward. It was Yao Eight, ranked one place ahead of Yao Nine. This person stepped forward, his gaze sweeping the surroundings. His eyes were even more sinister. He said coldly, "Since no one steps up, I'll test the various powers and see how strong the High-rank Emperors of Qi Tian Holy Capital are."
With that, blood light flickered. Huge blood-red wings sprouted from his back. The wings spread, blotting out the sky. His body suddenly shot forward. The terrifying bloody wind made people feel extremely uncomfortable. Yao Eight instantly descended before a group from an ancient saint clan. His terrifying eyes directly locked onto a High-rank Emperor expert. With a furious roar, the roar fell, and a scream rang out. Yao Eight's hand grasped the void, and that person's head exploded, killing him instantly.
"How insolent!" The experts of that ancient saint clan stood up, their expressions extremely ugly. He killed someone right in front of them. Yet their ancient saint clan's member couldn't even withstand a single glance. Who could they blame?
Moreover, Yao Eight's body didn't pause for even a moment. He directly traced a blood-red arc and charged toward another ancient saint clan. What the crowd saw was only a red lightning bolt, faster and more terrifying than Yao Nine's speed. This seemed to confirm the crowd's terrifying suspicion—there was indeed more than one Yao Nine. There were those even more powerful than Yao Nine. Yao Eight might be even stronger than Yao Nine. And besides him, there were still several others ahead of Yao Eight. Just how terrifying were they? The crowd dared not imagine.
"Everyone be careful." Some people began to warn the young High-rank Emperor experts. Yao Eight's targets were High-rank Emperors. He couldn't just kill people indiscriminately in front of them. But if a High-rank Emperor was instantly killed by Yao Eight, it would only show their own incompetence.
"Die." Another terrifying lightning-like gaze surged into an expert's mind. His wings suddenly fluttered, sharp as blood-red blades. Yao Eight severed another head, then flickered away again, his speed suffocating.
Sweeping through. The experts of the Demon Domain tacitly approved of Yao Eight's arrogant attitude, allowing him to sweep through the High-rank Emperor experts of the various imperial dynasties and ancient saint clans. What utter contempt, what extreme arrogance.
"Be careful."
"Retreat if you can't match him."
The experts of various powers urgently warned their own strong members. Yao Eight's speed was too terrifying. In the blink of an eye, four experts had already fallen to him. Terrifying High-rank Emperor experts couldn't even withstand a single blow from him. This showed just how terrifying Yao Eight was. Everyone was truly shocked, unable to imagine how the Demon Domain had cultivated such young figures.
A blood sacrifice of a million demonic beasts, the very heavens of the entire Demon Domain had changed color, all to forge these thirteen individuals. How could they not be strong?
"Boom!" A rolling, explosive sound rang out. The crowd noticed that, for the first time, Yao Eight's killing spree had been blocked. Someone had directly stepped forward and exchanged a blow with him. This made the crowd's hearts tremble. Their gazes turned to that person. When they saw the bald, carefree young man, they all took a deep breath. It was him. No wonder he was so powerful. Wujue, hailed as someone with the potential to become the number one lord of Qingxiao.
"Only Wujue can contend with him. Doesn't this mean that the Demon Domain has produced several terrifying existences with the potential to become the number one lord of Qingxiao?" The crowd seemed to realize something, and their hearts trembled again. Yao Eight paused for a moment, staring at Wujue. A sinister, cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Not bad. I'll count you as one."
With that, his blood-red wings swept across, and his body charged toward another power. In that moment, many powers' experts didn't even dare to block him. They retreated, trying to avoid Yao Eight's attack. When Yao Eight attacked the Qin Imperial Dynasty, the Heaven Soul Saint's eyes flashed with two gray beams, like gray lightning.
"How dare you!" A cold voice spat from his mouth. The Heaven Soul Saint stepped forward. His gray lightning-like gaze met Yao Eight's blood-red lightning-like eyes. Terrifying scenes appeared in both their minds. Yao Eight felt his soul being gradually drawn out and stripped away, bit by bit. Even his extremely violent soul was no exception. It was a supreme expert seizing his soul.
"What a formidable person." Yao Eight's expression stiffened. His blood-red eyes closed for the first time. His wings swept across, and his body directly veered away from this direction. He said coldly, "You are strong."
The crowd's eyes turned to the Heaven Soul Saint, shock in their hearts. Who was this person, actually praised as strong by Yao Eight? This figure seemed very unfamiliar.
At this moment, the Heaven Soul Saint was also deeply shaken. His gaze flickered.
"I think I understand what's going on," the Heaven Soul Saint said coldly. The Demon Domain was ruthless, actually using such terrifying blood sacrifice power. Too crazy. Even he, an ancient saint, wasn't this ruthless.
Yao Eight didn't seem too affected. In the blink of an eye, he had killed several more. When he was about to descend upon the Holy Spirit Dynasty's position, the Holy Spirit Saint Emperor's gaze fell on Lin Feng beside him.
Lin Feng's palm gathered terrifying lightning laws, thunder rolling. At the same time, his pupils turned gray. Yao Eight charged over with a wild roar. Lin Feng stepped forward, his gaze actively meeting the attack. The Eye of Death clashed with the bloodthirsty, killing intent-filled eyes. Both seemed shaken. At the same time, Lin Feng's fist blasted toward the claw reaching for him, lightning surging like ten thousand bolts.
"It's you." From the Demon Domain's direction, Yao Seven's gaze flashed with sharpness. His hand directly grabbed Hu Yue, and his body suddenly shot forward, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng. At the same time, Yao Eight's body stopped in front of Lin Feng, his gaze cold.
Lin Feng looked at Yao Seven and said calmly, "It's me."
Seeing Lin Feng admit it, Yao Seven couldn't help but lick his lips slightly, looking at Hu Yue beside him.
Hu Yue looked at Lin Feng, a puzzled expression on her face. It really was this person who wanted to save her. But why?
Lin Feng took another step forward, his gaze fixed on Yao Seven from afar. He said coldly, "Release her. Today's battle, I will not participate."
Yao Seven revealed a bloodthirsty, cold light. He licked the corner of his mouth again, a bloodthirsty look appearing. "You won't participate? I'll torture her to death right now!"