The Invincible Sect Leader

As the blood-red sigil pulsed in the sky, the air thickened with a sinister aura. The once boisterous Grand Arena fell into a tense silence. Even the Seven Kings of the Martial Sky World clenched their fists, sensing an overwhelming force pressing down on them.

Chan Li, however, remained unimpressed. He tilted his head, taking another sip of his Heavenly Cola. "So, do they always make such a dramatic entrance? Or is today special?"

Tang Yu sighed, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "Husband, this is serious. The Blood Demon Cult is unlike anything we've seen before. Their techniques... they corrupt the body, mind, and soul."

Chan Li smirked. "Yeah, yeah. I know all about those guys. But honestly, I'm more interested in what snacks they brought. Any good demonic cuisines? Maybe some spicy blood dumplings?"

The Seven Kings exchanged glances, unsure if Chan Li was mocking the situation or simply insane. Bai Long stepped forward, his aura flaring. "Master Li, this is no time for jokes. The Blood Demon Cult leader, Xuan Mu, has mastered forbidden arts that allow him to steal the lifeforce of others."

Just as Bai Long finished speaking, a chilling laugh echoed through the arena. From the shadows, a tall figure emerged. His robe was stained crimson, and his eyes glowed with an eerie red light. Behind him, an army of cloaked figures stood, their bodies pulsating unnaturally as if struggling to contain the power within them.

"Ah, so this is the famed Martial Sky World," Xuan Mu mused, his voice dripping with malice. "A world of mere mortals clinging to their outdated ways. How delightful."

Chan Li stretched his arms lazily. "Ah, another villain with a superiority complex. Let me guess you want to take over the world, reshape it in your image, blah blah blah. Heard it all before. Can we just get to the part where I beat you up?"

Xuan Mu's eye twitched. "Insolent fool! You dare mock the Blood Demon Cult? Our techniques surpass mere martial arts! With our Blood Demon Techniques, we ascend beyond mortality!"

Chan Li yawned. "Yeah, yeah. Show me something impressive or I'm going back home."

A Blood Demon Emerges

Xuan Mu smirked. "Very well. Witness true power!" He raised his hand, and one of his cultists stepped forward. The cultist's body suddenly convulsed as his skin cracked open. From within, a monstrous, sinewy form emerged his flesh twisting and reforming into a grotesque, horned demon.

The monstrous entity roared, its aura sending shockwaves across the arena. The weaker martial artists stumbled back, their faces pale with terror.

"Behold! The Blood Demon Assimilation Technique!" Xuan Mu declared. "With this, we turn our own into undying war machines! This is just a fraction of what we can do. Kneel before our power!"

Chan Li stared blankly at the creature. "Huh. So... you basically just turned your buddy into a rabid beef jerky monster? Neat trick. What happens when you run out of cultists? Do you start sacrificing your pets?"

Xuan Mu gritted his teeth. "Enough! Kill him!"

The monstrous cultist lunged at Chan Li with terrifying speed, its claws gleaming with dark energy. The air cracked as it moved, promising certain death for anyone in its path.

Chan Li, however, simply took another sip of his drink.

The moment the creature was about to reach him, he flicked his finger lightly.

BAM!

The entire arena trembled. The monstrous cultist flew backward like a ragdoll, crashing through multiple walls before disappearing into the distance.

Silence.

The gathered martial artists, the Seven Kings, and even Xuan Mu stood frozen in disbelief.

Chan Li sighed, shaking his head. "Man, I was really hoping for something more exciting. Do you guys have, like, a final boss or something?"

Xuan Mu's face twisted in fury. "You...! You dare treat my Blood Demon Cult as a joke?!"

Chan Li grinned. "Well, yeah. What are you gonna do about it?"

Xuan Mu's aura exploded, and a dark sigil burned into his forehead. The cultists behind him howled as their bodies dissolved into a sea of blood, which flowed toward Xuan Mu, wrapping around him like a living armor.

"If you think this is a game, then allow me to educate you on despair!" Xuan Mu roared, his body expanding as demonic energy surged through him. His hands grew into massive, clawed gauntlets, his skin turning black as his power reached its peak.

The Seven Kings immediately took battle stances. "This is the Blood Demon Overlord Technique! He's sacrificing his own followers to become a true monster!"

Chan Li whistled. "Huh. Kinda reminds me of an overgrown leech. You sure you're okay with looking like that?"

"DIE!" Xuan Mu charged with explosive speed, aiming a devastating claw strike at Chan Li's head.

For a split second, the world slowed. Xuan Mu's power tore through space itself, his claw carrying enough force to shatter mountains.

And then...

PAK!

Chan Li casually slapped him across the face.

The impact was catastrophic. Xuan Mu was sent flying into the sky, his enormous frame spinning uncontrollably. He disappeared beyond the clouds, his screams fading into the distance.

Chan Li dusted his hands. "Well, that takes care of that. What's for lunch?"

The entire arena was speechless.

The Aftermath

The Blood Demon Cult had been completely annihilated. With their leader gone, the remaining cultists scattered in terror. The martial artists of the Grand Arena were left standing in shock, trying to process what they had just witnessed.

Bai Long, the strongest of the Seven Kings, finally found his voice. "Who... who are you, really?"

Chan Li scratched his head. "Just a guy on vacation. Anyway, let's wrap this up. I need a nap."

Tang Yu sighed, patting Bai Long's shoulder. "Don't ask too many questions. Just be grateful he's on our side."

And with that, Chan Li stretched lazily, ready to return home. But deep in the cosmos, something else stirred.

The Blood Demon Cult had been only a small part of a greater scheme. Far beyond the Martial Sky World, a new darkness was watching.

And this time, it would take more than a casual slap to resolve.