NOVPUBDemon Monster, it is a symbol of power and destruction. Even in the Ancient Holy Country, Demon Monsters are creatures that even a Martial Artist Entering Saint would find difficult to encounter in their lifetime.
And now, this arch-enemy, Ma Han, after disappearing for a hundred years, had reappeared before him, transformed into a Demon Monster?
That unbridled, arrogant aura that caused one’s soul to shudder was a completely different concept from before!
Seeing the shocked expression on Xu Wen’s face, Ma Han moved his body slightly. Black Monster Qi danced around him like snakes. He sneered coldly, his pupils now slit-like and beastly as he stared at Xu Wen, not bothering to disguise the maliciousness within, "Xu Wen, when you killed my wife and left me severely wounded, destroying my future, luckily... Heaven doesn’t seal off all paths! Today, I will tear you to pieces and flay you alive!"
Ma Han roared maliciously, his face covered in blue scales, looking ferocious and terrifying.
Ma Han had once killed Xu Wen’s entire family, Xu Wen also killed Ma Han’s wife and inflicted on him severe injuries that were difficult to heal. In these hundred years, Xu Wen made huge progress, whereas Ma Han also had his own fortunes, gaining this Demon Monster body. As soon as the metamorphosis was complete, the first thing Ma Han wanted to do was to seek revenge, to make Xu Wen pay the most grievous price!
Although Xu Wen was filled with rage and shock at the drastic change in Ma Han, suspecting he possessed the power of a Demon Monster, he did not hesitate to bring out the full power of the Nether Soul Bell in his hand.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
Waves that shocked the Sea of Consciousness and the soul spread out, attacking straight towards Ma Han’s Sea of Consciousness.
"Roar!"
But from Ma Han’s mouth came an earth-shattering bellow.
It was like a thunderclap exploding from nowhere, shattering the entire valley. Rocks exploded, covering up the bell’s ringing of the Nether Soul Bell.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
Xu Wen’s Divine Skills were also unleashed at the same time. He compressed whole mountains into stone spheres the size of bowls and hurled them with the fury of meteors at Ma Han.
"Crack, crack!"
But this time, Ma Han did not resist with his body. The Divine Seed within him activated, humidity from the air condensed into a hundred-yard long water dragon, which demolished the stone spheres with swipes of its tail.
"Ha ha ha! Is this all you’ve got?"
Ma Han laughed wildly, causing Xu Wen’s eardrums to throb with pain.
"Soul-devouring Sword! Sword Transforming into Thousands!"
Xu Wen gritted his teeth. A glint of light flashed between his brows, and a small sword rapidly expanded into a pitch-black Divine Sword. This was the Divine Artifact he possessed, usually nurtured within his Sea of Consciousness by the Sword Soul, unparalleled in might and utilizing another Divine Skill.
The pitch-black Soul-devouring Sword, under the power of the Divine Seed’s Divine Skill, split into two, then four, and finally became eight identical Divine Swords! Each sword, born of the Divine Skill’s splitting, was as powerful as the original, each wielding the soul-destroying might of devouring souls and extinguishing spirits.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
In resonance with his own Sword Soul, the eight Divine Swords became streaks of light that fragmented the void, furiously bombarding Ma Han, piercing right through the water dragon!
The Soul-devouring Sword, obtained in Xu Wen’s youth from a Martial Saint Senior, had been nurtured for hundreds of years by Xu Wen’s Sword Soul, contained the power to kill souls, and was unmatched in might.
"Come on!"
Ma Han sneered, his arms covered in scales and robust as lightning, smacked down.
"Ding, ding!"
In the midst of the ear-piercing, metallic clanging, each Divine Sword was repelled, flying backwards. The eight swords surrounded Ma Han, cutting and chopping back and forth, but they struggled to penetrate Ma Han’s formidable Demon Monster body!
"A Demon Monster... Is it really as terrifying as the legends say? My Soul-devouring Sword, combined with the Divine Skill of Sword Transforming into Thousands, can’t break through his defenses!"
Xu Wen’s heart sank slightly. Ma Han, having transformed into a Demon Monster, was much more powerful than he had been a hundred years earlier!
"Phantom Sea Demon Domain!"
Ma Han’s mouth twisted into a malevolent smile as demonic power raged forth. The water dragon surrounding him exploded, waves surged, and in an instant, the area within several miles was enveloped, with Xu Wen caught right in the middle.
"Not good!"
Xu Wen felt a sense of foreboding, as if he had plunged into a deep sea, the pressure from all sides threatening to crush his body. He urgently gritted his teeth, recalling the eight Divine Swords back to his side and switching from offense to defense.
"Hiss!"
A swooshing sound of something tearing through the air approached—it was Ma Han, his violent fist carrying a terrifying force.
"Ding!"
Xu Wen struck with his sword, colliding with Ma Han’s heavy punch, resulting in a deafening explosive sound!
"Ding, ding, ding!"
Then came a barrage of punches. Xu Wen’s heart lurched, leaving him no choice but to counter with sword after sword. Yet with each collision, he felt a mounting pressure, and the swords made from Divine Skills began to grow faint.
Xu Wen needed to fully activate his Divine Skill to withstand Ma Han’s heavy punches, bearing the intense pressure of the surrounding demonic power-infused seawater. For Ma Han, this level of attack was nothing more than a routine punch. He could throw thousands without feeling any strain!
"Damn it... Even fighting with all I’ve got, I can’t inflict any effective damage on him!"
Sweat streamed down Xu Wen’s forehead. He had one last desperate move, but even if he used it, he could not deal a fatal blow to Ma Han who possessed an Immortal Body, and he himself would surely die.
Clearly, Ma Han was also not fighting at full strength, he did not plan to kill him so easily. He was like a cat playing with a mouse, intending to capture him alive and torture him well.
