Outside Gongzhou City, a Golden Needle shot through the air, narrowly missing the cheek of Feng Feihua.
The Golden Needle pierced through the walls, houses, and walls, which were dozens of feet thick, flying across tens of miles to the other side of Gongzhou City. With a "thud," it embedded itself into a petrified tree outside the city.
Feng Feihua wanted to summon the Golden Needle back, but "Chen Shi" had already arrived in front of her. With a palm pressed against her face, he exerted his strength from his feet, moving horizontally for miles and smashed the woman into the wall!
Feng Feihua’s breath was disordered, no longer able to fight.
Her eyes trembling, she struggled to move her eyes and saw in this brief mont, Tianyang Child, the green-clad Musician, Dao Qianqiu, Luan Haoshi, the Duke of Changping, Yuan Shan Wanderer and more than twenty other experts were all lying on the ground!
Tianyang Child propped himself up with one hand, kicking his legs behind him, trying to crawl out of this demon’s sight.
The Duke of Changping’s headless torso fell to the ground, his head rolling into the gutter. Subrged face-down in dirty water, it gathered strands of green algae.
His headless body was still fumbling with hands, trying to locate its own head.
The green-clad Musician’s zither was broken, his fingers fractured. It was "Chen Shi" who had grabbed his hands and, one by one, broke each finger, asking as he did so, "Will you play now?"
Daoist Cao’s Primordial Spirit was still just as before, with two hands propping up "Chen Shi’s" nostrils, two feet against his chin, and his waist wrapped by a long, agile tongue, trying to pull him into his belly.
Daoist Cao struggled, but his legs and hands trembled, clearly unable to hold on much longer.
No one had the strength to fight anymore. Feng Feihua felt desperate in her heart.
All of these Independents had given their all, but they still ended up disastrously defeated by this demon.
"Chen Shi" grabbed Daoist Cao’s Primordial Spirit and hauled him up.
Daoist Cao’s face showed despair as he struggled fiercely, trying to break free from his grasp, but it was to no avail.
"Don’t worry, I don’t consu flesh and blood."
"Chen Shi" looked around and, seeing that everyone was down, felt a great satisfaction. He opened his mouth, ready to enjoy his feast.
Suddenly, a voice laughed, "A small demon like you dares to create havoc."
The voice initially ca from hundreds of miles away, outside the Demon Domain, but by the ti the sentence was finished, it had already reached behind "Chen Shi." The speed was extre, a red-robed elder with flowing sleeves reached out to cover "Chen Shi."
"Chen Shi" reacted without thinking, raising his hand to defend. Then another old woman’s voice ca, laughing, "This demon has chosen the wrong place, just beside our Independent gathering. Isn’t this asking for death?"
A grey-clad old woman appeared, her withered finger pointing at "Chen Shi’s" forehead.
Feng Feihua was overjoyed in her heart: "It’s the two Han Qian elders!"
The two Han Qian elders were ancient seniors among the Independents, both having cultivated to the Mahayana Realm, on the sa level as Zen Master Ku. Among the two, the old man was called Han Shan and the old woman Han Qian, who ten years ago at the Independent gathering had warned Chen Yindou not to cause trouble.
Feng Feihua rembered the scene clearly because she had witnessed it.
Even Chen Yindou had been warned, which showed how formidable their strength was.
In the instant that the three collided, suddenly "Chen Shi’s" body began to swell, and in a mont he turned into a giant hundreds of feet tall, with a fierce green face and a ferocious expression, looking utterly unlike the youth he had been just monts ago. Each movent he made could destroy the heavens and the earth!
Han Shan laughed, "Just the Fatian Xiangdi that can be perford in the Unification Realm!"
Having said that, his body and Primordial Spirit rged, revealing a monstrously large form that was hundreds of feet tall, with terrifying muscles and divine light swirling around his body, which also looked much younger.
Han Qian, an old woman, also rged with her Primordial Spirit and turned into a woman in her thirties, with her attire changing accordingly, to beco gorgeous yet seductive.
This was the Divine Skill deployed when the Primordial Spirit and body combined forces. Having cultivated to their level, their Primordial Spirits were vast, often stretching hundreds of feet, and when fusing with the body, either the body enlarged or the Primordial Spirit shrank.
Ordinary people typically shrink their Primordial Spirit to suit the body, but there are those who go against the grain, enlarging their body to accommodate the Primordial Spirit, thus creating the Divine Skill Fatian Xiangdi.
As the body enlarged, so did the strength, to the point where ordinary Skills were no match for their sheer physical power.
Three demon-like giants fought fiercely, each strike potentially lethal.
Feng Feihua and the others watched, dazzled and shaken, with the thunderous rumble of Thunder Sound in their ears, the noise made by the movents of the three powerful figures!
Before long, all three giants were bloodied. "Chen Shi," young as he was, found it difficult to fend off multiple foes with just two fists. After all, his body was rely that of Chen Shi, and though empowered by his own formidable strength, it was still but a child’s body.
The two Han Qian elders, with their higher cultivation, were old, and their bodies were no longer vigorous. They initially had the upper hand, but after more exchanges, they were panting heavily, struggling to keep up.
Especially since "Chen Shi" wasn’t afraid to trade injury for injury, which made the two elders inwardly curse their luck.
Han Shan swung "Chen Shi" up and smashed him down, his massive figure breaking the Min River, toppling a mountain peak in its force.
Han Qian imdiately leaped forward, hands forming a Seal Technique, striking at "Chen Shi’s" forehead.
"Chen Shi" fell to the ground, struck by her palm, but instead of his head smashing into the earth, he whooshed upwards with a roar, his body rapidly shrinking until he returned to his original size high in the sky.
And on the ground, there remained another "Chen Shi"!
"He’s been forced out!"
Han Qian was ecstatic but suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, her Qi-Blood sowhat declining.
She was old, and the Seal Technique she had used was trendously draining, called the Shaking Demon Seal. Its recoil force was formidable; while it expelled the Demon inside Chen Shi, it also wounded her in the process.
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