The gaunt figure made his black robe appear excessively large, giving the impression of a desiccated tree scorched by the flas of purgatory. Yet, the aura emanating from him was strong and domineering, intimidating and chilling.
With a wave of his hand, a vast curtain of purgatory fire swept over, sealing the Yincha Demonic God.
This was the Purgatory Demon Tree, the demonic plant passed down through generations of the Shentu Clan!
Originally from the demonic world, the demon plant’s power was exceptionally formidable.
Of course, today it had already been renad as "Purgatory Demon Monarch."
Even though it had only recently ascended to the True Devil Realm, its combat power was nowhere near as weak as a newcor to the True Devil Realm would be, especially with the overwhelmingly powerful purgatory fla, holding its own against the Yincha Demonic God.
With threats all around, Yincha Demonic God was besieged by the Red Hell Demon Emperor, Immortal Monarch Dixiu, and Purgatory Demon Monarch, all three True Immortal realm powerhouses, plunging into a desperate encirclent.
With equal levels, three against one, unless for recklessness, Yincha Demonic God’s chance of escape was extrely low.
In comparison, the outco for the Demon God of Darkness and Kill wasn’t much better.
Its pursuer was none other than the strongest current human in the Divine Martial World, Immortal Emperor Muyun. Barely had it fled a short distance when two True Immortal level fighters erged ahead.
One of them was a middle-aged beautiful woman dressed in elegant palace attire.
The gown was embroidered with silver osmanthus, her spirit ethereal. Even though she appeared slightly aged, her graceful charm left a strong impression.
Her wide sleeves fluttered as she unleashed strands of moonlight-like immortal spirit power, akin to countless sharp blades, tearing through space with great lethality.
She was indeed the treasure of the Yun family’s clan, the Immortal Plant—[Cold Moon Immortal Osmanthus].
Originally, she was rely a Peak Level Twelve Half-Immortal Plant, but now she had truly evolved into a Level Thirteen Immortal Plant, titled [Osmanthus Immortal Monarch].
The other was a woman shrouded completely within a black robe, emitting a chilling cold presence.
The robe obscured her features, leaving her appearance a mystery, only the terrifying aura she exuded instilled fear.
With a wave of her hand, several fierce ghostly breathes attacked the Demon God of Darkness and Kill, entangling it tightly.
She excelled in divine soul attacks, occasionally unleashing a ghostly howl that reverberated through the Demon God of Darkness and Kill, shaking its divine soul, making it difficult to maintain control.
No need for additional words.
It was naturally the Real Demon Palace’s top demon plant [Netherworld Soul Tree].
Now she had smoothly advanced to Level Thirteen, titled [Nether Demon Monarch], boasting fierce combat power and extre cunning.
"Alright!"
The Demon God of Darkness and Kill felt thoroughly disheartened.
Was it truly about to fall here, a dignified demon god?
Fortunately, the three True Immortal combat powers besieging it didn’t seem intent on outright killing. Instead, they focused on encircling and gradually weakening it. This barely allowed the Demon God of Darkness and Kill to keep its life amidst extre embarrassnt.
"Boss, do you need my help?" Cai Youdao, having just exploded with Sacred Supre level strength, felt empowered all over.
It had been years, so many years since he felt this mighty.
Wang Shouzhe glanced at the "evolving" Dragon Blood Demon God Yun Xiayang, shook his head: "Old Cai, take a rest, teaming up with Little Immortal to heal you wasn’t easy."
Even Wang Shouzhe and Little Immortal’s combined "healing power" could barely control Cai Youdao’s injury, indicating how profound the damage from the backlash of the Cycle of Reincarnation was previously.
Managing to salvage a life back then truly spoke of great fortune.
Although Cai Youdao could barely erupt once with Sacred Supre level combat power now, his injuries would rapidly worsen. Each eruption would require Wang Shouzhe and Little Immortal to treat him anew, stabilizing for a period, with prolonged eruptions possibly reversing past treatnts.
In such circumstances, it’s naturally best not to erupt unless necessary.
The lack of genuine action opportunities left Cai Youdao regretful. However, at this point, he was utterly convinced and infinitely expectant of Wang Shouzhe, naturally not daring to act impulsively and displeasing Wang Shouzhe.
Ti passed slowly.
After over an hour, Yun Xiayang finally finished absorbing the power within the Spirit Remnant of Chi Long Devil Lord.
At this mont, his form differed noticeably from before; his already massive demonic god’s body expanded further, not to ntion the dragon horns turned a glittering gold, the originally blackish-red dragon scales beca gold-red, on the back grew several large bone spurs, exuding a peculiar sacred sense amid the grotesque grandeur.
Of course, what struck him deeply was the enhancent in strength and potential.
He could distinctly feel that his power was now close to superior demon gods, with potential vastly increased, anticipated to one day reach the Demonic Lord Realm.
Feeling brimd with earth-shattering power, Yun Xiayang proudly posed at Wang Shouzhe.
Wang Shouzhe frowned, dismissively: "Alright, hurry along, Your Highness, finish up, ti has been left for you long enough."
Heh, such a violent temper...
Influenced by the Demon Lord Bloodline Gene, Yun Xiayang was just about to burst briefly, but upon eting Wang Shouzhe’s gaze, instantly relented: "Yes, yes, right away, I’m going now!"
He wouldn’t dare spar with Wang Shouzhe; ignoring his seniority as Miaomiao’s elder brother, not ntioning the Sacred Supre level human guards under him, rely his incredible cloud-turning-hand-rain-reversing abilities left Yun Xiayang intimidated.
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