This is one of the abilities of the Soul-Devouring Fla—Fla Soul Symbiosis, which integrates the soul fire essence precipitated in the fla into one’s own soul, entering a period of "Fla Master" state. In this state, the strength of the Fla Master sees an explosive growth, the physical qualities are greatly enhanced, and fla damage increases by 300%.
Entering the Fla Master state, Qin Tian felt an unprecedented power surging through every part of his body, every muscle filled with explosive strength, and his thoughts beca clearer and sharper.
The fire elents in the air crazily gathered towards him, but upon touching the black fla, they were instantly devoured and assimilated, as if he were the sole ruler of the dark fla, able to incinerate everything with a re wave of his hand.
The blood-robed man saw this, a trace of surprise and disbelief flashing in his eyes. He could feel a world-shaking change in Qin Tian’s aura, and the seemingly dormant but destructive black fla made his heart palpitate intensely.
But at this mont, driven by hatred, he paid no attention to such things, roaring as he launched another attack.
The toxic mist in his left hand grew denser, the purple-black fla in his right hand beca more furious, the ghostly blue soul light, and the clash of scales followed closely behind, weaving a net of attacks denser than before.
However, facing Qin Tian in his Fla Master state, everything changed.
Qin Tian’s lips curled into a cold smile, no longer dodging as he did before.
His figure swayed as he charged towards the blood-robed man, the black fla around him erupted violently, rushing towards the toxic mist like a tide—the dark green toxic mist, capable of corroding Tier Six physiques, couldn’t withstand even a split second in the black flas, and was completely incinerated and purified, leaving only a wisp of insignificant green smoke.
As for the purple-black fire serpent, Qin Tian neither dodged nor avoided; he punched straight out, his fist enveloped in thick black flas.
"Boom!"
The two flas collided, producing a deafening roar. The blood-robed man’s purple-black fla, under Qin Tian’s black fla, was like a candle fla eting a storm, instantly devoured completely, not leaving even a spark.
Imdiately, Qin Tian flipped his wrist, and with black frost blade wrapped in black flas and lightning, slashed towards the blood-robed man at an even faster speed.
The two ghostly blue soul lights hit, but were easily blocked by the black flas around him; the soul light was incinerated and annihilated the mont they touched the fla, unable to reach his mind sea at all.
The blood-robed man, caught off guard by Qin Tian’s sudden burst of power, hurriedly used his scale-covered body to block.
"Clang!"
The black frost blade struck the scales, producing a piercing tallic sound, a large amount of black sparks burst from the scales instantly. Although it couldn’t break through the defense directly, the massive impact still made the blood-robed man grunt heavily, stepping back a few steps, with the scales on his chest faintly turning charred black.
Gaining the upper hand, Qin Tian was relentless, his body like a ghost following closely, constantly swinging the black frost blade in his hand, with black flas and lightning intertwining to form a web of destruction, each slash carrying world-destroying power.
Moreover, he placed a layer of hunting mark on the blood-robed man. In the enemy’s isolated state, each slash was a 120% critical hit.
More frighteningly, the black frost blade in his hand swung faster and faster, the Seventh-Layer Dominating Blade Intent exploding in waves, each blade light carrying 15% to 40% additional armor-piercing damage.
The scales on the blood-robed man’s body, already brittle from the black fla’s burning, soon shattered under such a continuous onslaught, revealing the bloody, flesh-and-blood body underneath.
"Psst! Psst!"
The black frost blade repeatedly tore open wounds, the blood-robed man soaked in blood from head to toe, with the aura visibly diminishing rapidly, his bulging eyes filled with despair.
He tried to integrate the remaining Golem Power within him again but found those forces already dispersed by the Dominating Blade Intent, leaving only the tearing pain transmitted throughout his body.
Qin Tian, sharply capturing the decline in his opponent’s montum, a coldness suddenly gathering in his eyes.
Now is the ti!
He suddenly retracted the blade, the black fla and lightning gathered frantically on the black frost blade, causing the blade body to quiver violently from the intolerable wild energy, emitting a dragon-like hum.
"Die!"
Qin Tian let out a low shout, his figure shooting out like an arrow leaving the string, the black frost blade in his hand slashing out with a world-destroying montum. This slash was as fast as heavenly thunder, with black flas and purple lightning intertwining into a devastating beam of light, tearing the air, splitting the ground, and even causing ripples in space where it passed.
The blood-robed man’s pupils dilated suddenly, filled with terror. He wanted to dodge but found his body already locked by the blade intent, unable to move.
He could only desperately channel Spiritual Energy, forming a thick blood-colored barrier in front of him.
"Psst!"
A light sound, yet carrying an incomparably shocking power.
The black frost blade pierced through the blood-colored barrier as if slicing through tofu, the blade slicing past the blood-robed man’s neck, the head instantly separating from the body, with hot blood gushing out, staining the ground around it crimson.
This ti, Qin Tian didn’t give the blood-robed man any chance to reattach his body. He flicked his finger, and a wisp of black fla accurately landed on the head flying in mid-air.
"Ah—!"
A piercing scream emanated from the head, with black flas furiously burning his flesh and soul, the skin on the head quickly charring, carbonizing.
Just as the head was about to be completely incinerated, Qin Tian reached out a large hand, grasping the wailing head. A flash of red light crossed his eyes as he activated the Soul Devourer ability.
An invisible suction force emitted from Qin Tian’s palm, with the residual soul fragnts of the blood-robed man being continuously absorbed into Qin Tian’s body as if being drawn.
With the absorption of the soul fragnts, Qin Tian could feel his soul power growing a bit stronger, while also acquiring so fragntary information about the Blood Demon Cult.
Monts later, the head completely turned to ashes, Qin Tian released his palm, looking at the residual ashes, his tense body slowly relaxing, the black flas fully retracted into his body.
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