"Go out all…? So you're claiming that you're still hiding so strength?" The Supre Ancestor narrowed his eyes at Yuan, his gaze filled with anger.
Without another word, Yuan unleashed his Chaotic Essence, and his already terrifying aura twisted into sothing utterly incomprehensible, as though the Demon God himself had descended upon the world.
Due to his Demonic Awakening, which increased his Chaotic Essence when in his demon form, his already powerful Chaotic Essence only beca even more powerful.
"Ready or not, here I co!" Yuan shouted as he charged at the Supre Ancestor, who continued trying to keep his distance from Yuan because of his flas.
Although the flas caused him no physical pain, they still lted his body and hindered his movents. However, their most troubleso trait was their ability to burn away his energy.
In an attempt to keep Yuan away, the Supre Ancestor used Void Manipulation and attacked at the sa ti.
Unfortunately for him, Yuan could also use Void Manipulation at a similar level, and none of his attacks were effective against Yuan, who could easily recover from any damage he received.
For the first ti, the Supre Ancestor experienced what it was like for humans to face demons in their earliest encounters—battling an incomprehensible existence that simply refused to die.
It wasn't that Yuan had surpassed the Supre Ancestor in strength, either. Even with his Chaotic Essence, he still fell slightly short. What made him so troubleso was his absurd resilience, which turned the battle into a never-ending ordeal for the Supre Ancestor.
Seeing the Supre Ancestor struggle against Yuan, the Supre Adviser—who had initially chosen not to intervene, confident his presence wouldn't be necessary—finally decided to step in and assist the Supre Ancestor.
"Supre Blood Arts, Grand Severance!"
The Supre Adviser unleashed a crimson arc of blood, aiming directly at Yuan's back.
Yet Yuan didn't even spare it a glance, much less attempt to block it.
A mont later, the attack struck him squarely, but to no one's surprise, it caused no damage. Yuan didn't so much as flinch, continuing to chase after the Supre Ancestor as if the Supre Adviser didn't exist at all.
The Supre Adviser, who had never suffered such blatant disregard, trembled with fury, his rage boiling over as he unleashed an even more relentless barrage of attacks upon Yuan.
"This… goddamn monster!" The Supre Ancestor cursed out loud as he stopped running away and unleashed his most powerful techniques at Yuan.
"Supre Blood Arts, Crimson Mirage!"
The Supre Ancestor severed one of his own arms, letting his blood pour freely into the air.
From that flowing crimson, many figures began to take shape, molding itself into a perfect replica of him, creating multiple clones in seconds.
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