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When Esdeath put on the magic hand, she immediately felt the soul power of Black Rakshasa surging in her body.

She seemed to have merged with the soul of Black Rakshasa, and Esdeath felt an unprecedented shock - that was the soul power of Black Rakshasa, ancient, deep, and filled with endless anger, resentment, and overwhelming murderous intent.

Still maintaining that indomitable and violent spirit.

These emotions were like surging waves, surging in her heart, but they did not drown her. Instead, they made her feel a strange excitement and satisfaction.

Her eyes suddenly opened, with a strange light flashing in them. It was the wildness and unruliness of the Black Rakshasa, and also the embodiment of Esdeath's own crazy will.

At this moment, she seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding with the soul of the Black Rakshasa. The boundary between the two became blurred. She was the Rakshasa and the Rakshasa was her.

The magic hand automatically fit Esdeath's arm, not making Esdeath's hand look bigger than her left hand.

Esdeath suddenly punched Chang Wei.

"Rakshasa Demon Fist!"

Esdeath growled, her voice filled with endless murderous intent and determination.

As she finished her words, an unimaginable magical power burst out from her body, along her right arm, and gathered on the tip of her fist.

At that moment, the entire space seemed to be distorted by this force, and a suffocating feeling of oppression filled the air.

"Kill the sky! Kill the earth! Kill all living things!"

Esdeath's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart, making people's heart palpitate.

Her fist seemed to have turned into a messenger of death, and it blasted towards Chang Wei with the will to destroy everything.

Wherever the fist wind went, the space seemed to be torn apart, and a dark crack spread in the void, swallowing up everything around it.

"Kill the gods! Kill the demons! Kill the Buddha who stands in my way!"

As Esdeath threw her second punch, the entire world trembled.

Wherever the fist passed, mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and rivers flowed backwards, as if even the laws of heaven and earth were shaken by this force.

"boom!"

An indescribable domineering punch came crashing down, and the mountain where Chang Wei was located collapsed instantly, with huge rocks rolling and dust flying.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be shaken by this force, and even the sky was dimmed. The violent airflow rolled and spread like thunder, rumbling to the distant sky, as if even the stars were trembling.

Then, a loud bell rang out. It was the earth wailing and the laws of nature giving a warning.

However, none of this could stop Esdeath from moving forward. Her fist was like the light of dawn, illuminating the darkness and bringing destruction.

Amidst the earth-shaking sonic explosion, the rolling torrent rushed in all directions, leaving devastation wherever it passed.

The dust filled the air, covering the sky and even the flowing river. At that moment, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in the dust, and even the sky lost its color.

The reason why Esdeath can control the Rakshasa Demon Fist so perfectly is not only because of the resonance between her and the Black Rakshasa's soul, but also because of her unique understanding of "devil".

In her opinion, the devil is not simply evil or destructive, but a manifestation of power that transcends the norm and pursues the ultimate.

She doesn't need to follow any established rules, but only needs to follow the voice in her heart, the desire for power, the persistence for victory, and the ruthless crushing of all obstacles.

Killing intent destroys life.

Even if Black Rakshasa used the Rakshasa Demon Fist himself, he couldn't achieve the same good effect as Esdeath.

It’s not that the founder of the Rakshasa Demon Fist is not as good as Esdeath, but that Esdeath took a different approach, reached the pinnacle, and created his own magic fist!
Chang Wei was of course safe and sound. "Okay, it's my turn!"

Chang Wei was ready to fight, but Esdeath punched him without even saying hello. It was obvious that she was itching for trouble, so Chang Wei felt it necessary to give her a massage.

Esde immediately recovered from his self-centered and supreme evil heart.

Well, after all, having seen Chang Wei’s power, Esdeath is not so much controlled by the evil heart as to think that she is invincible.

"Chang Wei..."

Esdeath quickly came to Chang Wei's side.

"What are you doing? Stand back. If I punch you from this distance, you'll be dead."

Chang Wei remained unmoved and spoke righteously.

"You are very angry. Let me help you cool down."

When Esdeath saw that Chang Wei did not take action immediately, she knew what to do.

"I don't have a bad temper. I don't have a bad temper at all."

Chang Wei smiled and said, even dust is more powerful than Esdeath.

"Well, um..."

Esdeath said vaguely.

Chang Wei suddenly felt that the scenery in the underworld was not bad. Look at the City of the Dead... Oh, there is no City of the Dead anymore. It has been torn into pieces.

Look at the Forgetful River... there is no Forgetful River anymore. The Forgetful River burst its banks, and it surged violently, submerging the plain where the City of the Dead was located. Countless countless souls who died unjustly were swept away by the waters of the Forgetful River.

The river water was blood yellow, filled with wandering ghosts who had been unable to reincarnate, and filled with insects and snakes, with a fishy wind blowing in the face.

After entering the Wangchuan River, one has to wait for a thousand years before being reborn. In the filthy waves, one is bitten by bronze snakes and iron dogs, suffering torture without freedom.

The Naihe Bridge is gone, and no one knows where Meng Po fell to, but she probably didn’t fall into the Wangchuan River.

The collapse of the Yama Palace and the Eighteen Levels of Hell caused the order of the entire underworld to completely collapse. The evil ghosts and resentful souls that were originally imprisoned there, as well as the gods and ghosts who guarded the underworld, took the opportunity to escape, causing the entire underworld to fall into unprecedented chaos.

It can be said that the fight between Esdeath and Black Rakshasa turned the entire underworld into a mess, with the sky collapsing and the earth breaking apart.

However, Chang Wei did not meddle in other people's business. This place was full of gods and Buddhas. He knew that the man would surely be able to recover on his own, so he did not show off his strength.

After Esdeath helped Chang Wei calm down, it was already dark in the world.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkling on the ancient Guoqing Temple, covering the temple with a layer of mysterious and tranquil glow.

However, this tranquility did not last long, because tonight would be the critical moment for Black Rakshasa to return to the human world.

Inside the Guoqing Temple, the monks had already sensed signs of the gods' departure. Filled with fear and uneasiness, they fled this land that was once regarded as a sanctuary. Only Ji Dian chose to stay.

He remembered Black Rakshasa's prophecy and knew that tonight, when the lunar eclipse was at its darkest, would be the perfect time for the devil to return to the human world and seize the scepter from under the Guanyin statue.

Ji Dian thought to himself that Black Rakshasa was already very powerful, and if he could get the scepter, no one in the world would be able to defeat him.

Ji Dian didn't even dare to imagine the scene of the great evil god who could only be subdued by Buddha Tathagata, and he would go on a killing spree.

(End of this chapter)