With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 114 - 105: Indestructible Body, Fierce Battle Agains

At this mont, from the ground behind him, the silhouette of the Shadow Demon silently erged, and its two sharp claws thrust fiercely towards ng Chuan’s back.

Feeling a chill at the first instant, ng Chuan forcefully resisted taking any action.

Just as he sensed the heat on the back of his protective suit, ng Chuan twisted his body and turned, forcing the Heavy Cannon Fist, full of killing intent, straight through it!

The Shadow Demon let out a shrill cry of unwillingness upon being struck and then began to struggle violently.

A corrosive power spread from its body, invading along ng Chuan’s arm towards his body.

If it were an ordinary person hit by this, their brain would have already shut down at this mont.

But ng Chuan possessed the Qi Nourishing Armor Technique, and the inner mbrane ford within blocked the corrosion power.

"Die!"

ng Chuan roared, his voice echoing around.

While ng Chuan was in a standoff with the Shadow Demon, two mbers of the team guarded the explosives, their eyes locked tightly on the surroundings, not daring to slacken, fearing the enemy might seize the chance to ignite them.

The stronger team mbers surrounded Xu Qi, assisting him in suppressing the sorcerer capable of launching fireballs.

The slightly weaker ones, like Old Wu, hid knowingly in the shadows to snipe.

Hearing ng Chuan’s roar, everyone finally noticed his fierce performance.

A team mber, full of shock, couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice.

"What Hard Skills has Xiaong mastered, even able to resist the Celestial Demon invasion inside himself."

"No idea, but powerful it is."

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ng Chuan’s arm was like an iron shackle, holding the Shadow Demon tightly in restraint.

The corrosive power emanating from the Shadow Demon’s body tried to break through ng Chuan’s defenses and invade his body.

However, no matter how fiercely the Shadow Demon attacked, ng Chuan’s hands pressed firmly, not daring to relax for even a mont.

He knew very well that once this creature escaped, capturing it again would be as hard as reaching the sky.

anwhile, killing intent, like a black undertow, slowly gathered in ng Chuan’s palms, then like fine sharp edges, continuously seeped into the Shadow Demon’s mind.

The two sides stood like sculptures, locked in a stalemate, vying to see who would collapse first.

Ti flew by quickly, and under the corrosive force, the luster of ng Chuan’s protective suit gradually dimd.

anwhile, the Shadow Demon’s head swelled unbearably due to the invasion of killing intent, its originally hideous face becoming more distorted.

A mont later, a terrified wail escaped from the Shadow Demon’s mouth.

Ultimately, it couldn’t support itself and fell to defeat.

ng Chuan quickly seized the mont to condense the killing intent into sothing walnut-sized and ruthlessly drove it into the Shadow Demon’s skull.

The Shadow Demon let out another cry of pain and anguish; however, its vitality was exceedingly strong, and despite suffering severe damage, it continued to struggle incessantly.

ng Chuan thought to himself.

"The strength of this Shadow Demon isn’t actually stronger than the venom that possessed Liu Ru, yet these void-like Celestial Demons are so elusive and troubleso."

With no other choice, ng Chuan could only strike with great force, letting the killing intent, like rapidly spinning gears, continuously coalesce at his fist’s edge, keeping on striking at the Shadow Demon’s head relentlessly.

After another mont, the Shadow Demon finally couldn’t hold on any longer, its figure gradually dimming, as if about to ld into the darkness.

Subsequently, a circular disc-shaped object atop its head grew increasingly bright.

Upon careful inspection, it was indeed the unique treasure of the void-type Celestial Demons—the Celestial Demon Core!

ng Chuan couldn’t help but feel a touch of joy; he had heard Master Luo ntion that this thing was very valuable.

Thinking of this, his hands rose like sharp blades, aiming to slice towards the Shadow Demon’s skull to extract the core.

Just at that mont!

A strong sense of danger suddenly engulfed his mind like a dark cloud, and a gust of palm wind blew at the back of his head.

That familiar, terrifying malice also rushed forward like a raging tide.

A tall, pitch-black figure erged quietly from the shadows.

Around its form erged nurous tentacles, sticky like asphalt.

Every tentacle glimred with a ghostly light, their clanging sound like a steel whip swinging, accompanying a giant black hand viciously attacking the back of ng Chuan’s head.

Venom surged again!