Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World

Seeing the growing strength in his body, even Lu Fangran couldn't help but be a little surprised.He had originally thought that he would only be able to reach the level of a half-step Saint King. Who would have thought that he would become a pseudo Saint King?

Pseudo Saint King means that his cultivation has reached Saint King level, but he hasn't yet fully understood the Sacred Law of that level.

Even so, it's enough to completely crush any half-step Saint King!

But he soon realized that in addition to the cultivation coming from his imperial army training, he was also blessed by royal luck.

This is the reason why he managed to reach the pseudo Saint King realm.

Royal luck is the luck of the dynasty and only the emperor can mobilize it. Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look towards the palace with an expression of gratitude.

It seems that the emperor is secretly helping him!

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't let you down." Lu Fangran murmured in his heart, unable to help being a little moved at the thought of Your Majesty helping him.

After finally getting used to his new power, he looked towards the imperial prison and fixed his aura on Shi Hu.

On the other side, in the imperial prison, Shi Hu, after throwing Lu Fangran out with a casual slap, came back and held Murong Haojun, who was so injured that he couldn't even react.

"So cruel, even the holy origin has been destroyed," Shi Hu couldn't help saying after checking Murong Haojun's injuries.

Even though he was from a demonic race, Shi Hu couldn't help but sigh when he saw Murong Haojun's condition.

The emperor really was ruthless!

You need to know that the Holy Origin is formed through the Sacred Law when you break through to the Sacred Realm, and is the place where all your cultivation is stored.

Now that Murong Haojun's Holy Origin has been completely destroyed, he has practically had all his cultivation destroyed and will never be able to mobilize the Holy Law again in his life, unless he eats a higher grade Holy Pill.

Which is practically impossible for Murong Haojun to get, after all, a top grade sacred level healing pill is equivalent to a pill that is useful even for a Great Saint!

Even if someone had such a treasure, why would they waste it on a little 8-star Saint like Murong Haojun?

If you were going to give the treasure to someone, wouldn't it be more beneficial to give it to a Holy Land?

After all, for the ancestors of the Holy Lands who are at the end of their lives, such a pill could represent a ray of hope. For the vitality contained in this pill is enough to extend the life expectancy of a Holy King by hundreds of years!

Although after the sacred origin is destroyed, Murong Haojun won't be completely helpless without his cultivation, because his physique isn't something that any royal realm can harm, without his sacred origin, Murong Haojun will practically age at the speed of a mortal.

Instead of living three thousand years, which is the life expectancy of a holy kingdom, he will only have a few more decades to live!

Putting the thoughts out of his mind, Shi Hu was about to leave quickly when he felt a terrifying aura gripping him.

Feeling that breath, Shi Hu's face turned cold: "If I spare you once, will you come back for death?"

"You think I, Shi Hu, don't have a temper?"

Don't look at the usually respectful Shi Hu in relation to Song Yang; he is also considered a genius and has his own arrogance.

After all, he was able to become the commander of the Shadow Demon Legion, among all the other three thousand saints.

Then, immediately afterwards, he grabbed the dying Murong Haojun with just one hand and appeared suspended in the sky.

Even facing Lu Fangran, who had reached the pseudo Saint King realm, as well as the entire royal army, his expression didn't change one bit.

"Pseudo Holy King? Still promoted by outside forces?Don't say you're a pseudo Holy King. Even if you're a real Saint King, you're going to die today!" Shi Hu immediately realized Lu Fangran's state and instead of being afraid, he sneered

His voice wasn't the least bit low and it exploded in the ears of everyone in the capital.

Previously, he had spared Lu Fangran because he was in a hurry to complete the mission given to him by Song Yang.

But seeing Lu Fangran coming to hinder him again, Shi Hu couldn't help but get angry, and his murderous intent towards Lu Fangran exploded.

"Arrogant." Lu Fangran couldn't help but snort coldly when he heard Shi Hu's statement: "I'll show you the difference between a half-step Saint King and the true Saint King; that's a gap that's impossible to bridge."

As soon as he had finished speaking, he threw a punch towards Shi Hu. This punch not only contained the sacred law of water, but also his third-layer fist intent.

At that moment, Lu Fangran attacked Shi Hu with all his strength. He was hoping to end the battle with a single blow, because he feared that if the fight went on, the whole capital would suffer the consequences.

If this battle destroys a large part of the capital, maintaining his position as commander of the imperial guard will be the least of his problems.

Seeing the fist-shaped energy coming towards him, even Shi Hu's expression couldn't help but turn a little serious for a moment. This punch is several times stronger than Shi Hu's casual punch earlier.

But Shi Hu's solemn expression only lasted an instant, before he spoke calmly:

"you should feel honored"

"And the first person since I arrived in this world who can make me use my true strength."

"True Shadow Demon Body!"