NOVPUB"Kakakaka!"
As his words fell, Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s body surged with gray currents, and his withered body rapidly inflated. His bones crackled loudly, and in just a breath’s time, he went from the appearance of a gaunt old man to nearly ten feet tall, with blue-gray skin, sharp teeth, and bulging muscles like a humanoid monster. His aura was so formidable that even Mo Junling gave him a sideways glance.
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man had turned himself into a zombie to possess a prolonged lifespan. After centuries of arduous cultivation and rarely making a move, he was nevertheless one of the top masters in the Evil Sect’s Demon Gate by strength!
"Mo Junling, if you want to kill me, then come and try!"
Su Changkong’s gaze fixed on Mo Junling, and he spoke coldly before falling towards the wilderness below. Neither of them was a true Martial Saint relying on their inherent ability to fly; they would find it harder to exert their full strength in aerial combat.
"Such arrogance from a junior!"
Mo Junling was still smiling, but his eyes revealed a cold murderous intent. As a top-notch fighter from the Evil Sect’s Demon Gate, born into a prestigious lineage with Martial Saint blood and practicing Unparalleled Techniques, this Dao Wufeng indeed had his methods, but they were not enough in his presence!
Without any hesitation, Mo Junling descended, his body cloaked in a black mist.
In an empty wilderness, surrounded by trees and mountain peaks, the two stood facing each other from afar.
"Kill!"
Without any superfluous words, Mo Junling took a step forward. His towering body, clad in black armor, approached Su Changkong like a Demon God. With each step, his presence intensified, and above his head, the black currents roared viciously like a demon’s head.
He thrust his right fist forward, carrying an unparalleled aura as if mountains and seas were being turned upside down and the natural order thrown into chaos!
As a top-tier fighter from the Demon Gate of the Evil Sect and the Vice leader of the Sacred Heart Alliance, Mo Junling’s first move displayed an overwhelming might, engulfing mountains and rivers. It was no wonder the Heavenly Corpse Old Man had been gravely wounded by him and had to flee.
"Bring it on!"
Su Changkong’s eyes also blazed with a ferocious desire to battle, excited at the prospect of facing such a formidable opponent.
Five Animal Frolics. White Tiger Roars and Kills!
Su Changkong did not dodge or avoid; he too threw a punch. Compared to Mo Junling’s astonishing might, this punch was more restrained, with the Qi of the White Tiger Roars and Kills contained within it.
"Boom!"
Their heavy fists collided in an instant, setting off thunderous roars. The ground trembled violently, and within a radius of a hundred meters, the earth cracked densely as though struck by a giant hammer, sinking more than half a meter.
"Gawoo!"
In the air rang the shrill cries of Rakshasa Evil Ghosts, as the black Qi swept through, soul-capturing and spine-chilling!
"Roar!"
Amidst a series of explosive sounds, the deafening roar of a tiger was relentless, unwilling to be outdone, stirring up waves of sound!
Both retreated half a step simultaneously, evenly matched.
As their fists collided, Su Changkong’s left hand clenched forcefully, as if a Demon Ape was reaching out to pluck the stars.
"Kakaka!"
The myriad currents were crushed into exploding fragments, the space around Mo Junling concaved, squeezed into a mass, and a mighty force pressed against him.
"Rakshasa War Body!"
Mo Junling’s eyes turned a ghostly green as the black lines on his body quickly spread and covered him entirely, turning his skin pitch black as ink, like an Evil Ghost that had crawled out from hell.
"Rumble!"
As his body trembled, an unparalleled and supreme demonic power erupted, forcing the constricted space around him to violently crack open with innumerable fissures.
Mo Junling’s black hair was disheveled, and his skin covered with demonic patterns, pitch black as ink, with hauntingly green eyes that instilled fear in anyone who saw them as if he were a flesh-eating Evil Ghost.
Mo Junling laughed uproariously, "Dao Wufeng, if this is all you’ve got, then you won’t be able to entertain me to the fullest!"
His laughter caused the land and rivers around him to tremble.
Above in the sky, the towering figure of the Heavenly Corpse Old Man, like a zombie, faced both Sword Rakshasa and Mountain Rakshasa on his own. He dodged back and forth in the sky, avoiding direct confrontations and, for the moment, not falling behind. Sensing Mo Junling’s might, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of heaviness in his heart.
Mo Junling, Vice leader of the Sacred Heart Alliance and a true titan in the Demon Path. He had suddenly attacked earlier and had gravely wounded the Heavenly Corpse Old Man with a single blow, his strength unfathomably deep. And now, the Heavenly Corpse Old Man could only trust that the equally mysterious and unfathomable Su Changkong would be able to contend with him!
"Then I’ll make sure you... have your fill!"
Su Changkong’s expression was icy. Encountering Mo Junling by chance, the latter sought to settle old scores for earlier attacks on members of the Sacred Heart Alliance like those from the Profound Darkness Sect, so Su Changkong could only ensure he had his fill.
Mysterious Turtle True Essence. Demon Ape Capturing Space!
Behind Su Changkong, nature’s spiritual energy gathered rapidly, forming a Giant Ape. A drop of Mysterious Turtle True Essence was infused into it from his Dantian, immediately causing the Giant Ape’s form to swell and its body to become more solid, like a huge mountain.
Now in his Dantian, Su Changkong had a total of thirteen drops of Mysterious Turtle True Essence, allowing him to use it without as much concern for depleting his True Yuan!
"Kakakaka!"
The Giant Ape’s broad hands clenched furiously, and with a series of explosive sounds, it seemed to hold mountains and the void in its grasp. Even Mo Junling was momentarily stalled by the immense force that threatened to burst him asunder.
"No wonder... this Dao Wufeng was able to defeat Pang Shengwu; his Pseudo-Divine Skills... are powerful, far surpassing an ordinary Pseudo-Divine Skill Grandmaster!"
Feeling the immense pressure around him, Mo Junling was inwardly shocked.
"Chop!"
Using Demon Ape Capturing Space to immobilize Mo Junling, Su Changkong drew his Iron-Cutting Sword. His Blade Soul resonated, and the sword, brimming with the power to directly slice through souls, generated an unstoppable Gang Wind and aimed an Impregnable chop at Mo Junling’s neck.
