Wu dong Qian Kun: I, Lin Langtian, Refuse to be a Supporting Character Chapter 535: Demon God Descends

"Is this the power of the Demon Seed? It truly is quite troubleso."

Lin Langtian stared at the monstrous, malevolent aura surging towards him and pursed his lips. However, his expression showed no surprise at Liu Zhuang's new tactic.

Because this was a technique he himself had mastered as well.

"It seems you know quite a lot," Liu Zhuang's blood-red eyes glared at Lin Langtian, endless hatred and venom swirling in his pupils. Then, with a vicious grin, he mocked, "Those earlier rounds of attacks should've drained more than half of your Yuan power already, haven't they?"

Lin Langtian's expression remained neutral. Indeed, his Yuan power was only at the initial stage of the Death Profound Realm, significantly inferior to Liu Zhuang's perfected stage. If not for his spiritual power aiding him, coupled with the Devouring Ancestral Symbol secretly replenishing his energy, he wouldn't have been able to endure this long.

"At this point, what can you possibly use to fight now?" Liu Zhuang sneered contemptuously, and added darkly, "Don't worry. After I defeat you, I'll tear off your limbs piece by piece."

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"It truly is the aura of the Yimo."

At the Fla God Temple, Mo Luo's scarlet gaze turned suddenly sharp as he stared into the Boundless Mirror at the dark energy surging within. Flas subtly ignited across his body.

"It indeed has the aura of the Yimo, but it's impure," Mu Lan appeared at Mo Luo's side at so unknown ti, furrowing his brows as he spoke. "Nevertheless, Liu Zhuang's strength has increased dramatically. Young friend Langtian might find it extrely difficult to resist further."

Lin Langtian's earlier assault had astonished even Mu Lan, a genuine Samsara Stage expert. The fact that Lin Langtian managed to sever one of Liu Zhuang's arms made him genuinely surprised and delighted.

Unfortunately, the advantage Lin Langtian painstakingly built earlier would now vanish.

These Yimo forces were genuinely challenging for younger generations like Lin Langtian.

Mo Luo's gaze turned sharply towards a slender youth reflected in the Boundless Mirror, who stared unflinchingly at Liu Zhuang's transformation. Suddenly, Mo Luo's expression changed to astonishnt as a similarly sinister aura began emanating from Lin Langtian.

"This is…"

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At the battlefield, Lin Langtian completely ignored Liu Zhuang's mocking smile. Astonishingly, the Yuan power surrounding his body began to slowly dissipate.

"The power of the Demon Seed, is it? In that case, let's fight this out thoroughly."

Lin Langtian raised his head, his dark eyes locking onto Liu Zhuang in the distance. Slowly, he opened his hands, forming strange hand seals.

Buzz!

Under countless gazes filled with uncertainty, the space around Lin Langtian began trembling faintly. Suddenly, eerie black flas erupted violently from within him.

Alongside these black flas, exclamations echoed throughout the battlefield as the temperature within thousands of miles rapidly grew scorching yet sinister.

"This is…"

Liu Zhuang's pupils shrank as an extrely familiar yet terrifying sensation filled his heart.

The strange black flas surged endlessly from Lin Langtian's body, dyeing the surrounding space into a dark inferno. With the black flas expanding, Lin Langtian's previously pure and stable Yuan power completely vanished, replaced by chilling evil!

Boom!

As the Demon Seed's power exploded, Lin Langtian's vanished aura suddenly erupted anew, this ti expanding at an even more terrifying rate than Liu Zhuang's earlier surge.

Not only this, Lin Langtian's body also trembled violently. Sticky black substances seeped out, eventually forming into a sinister, bloodied-black Demon Armor that covered his entire figure.

This armor exuded sharp, steel-like lines filled with dreadful malevolence. Upon its appearance, a terrifying wave of power spread slowly outward, resembling the descent of a foreign destroyer.

Wild winds howled across the skies. Enveloped in this monstrous armor and towering black flas, Lin Langtian now resembled a Demon God descending to the world. His handso features now held an added sinister charm.

"How could Lin Langtian wield the power of the Yimo? It looks even purer than those Yuan Gate bastards!" Inside the Fla God Temple, even Mo Luo's usually calm face now showed visible shock.

Beside him, Mu Lan also frowned, feeling astonishnt at the change in Lin Langtian. He sensed an undeniable threat from this demonic power.

"Could it be due to the Chaotic Devil Fla?" Mu Lan pondered, considering the ancient powerful fla's contamination by the Yimo's aura. It had been centuries since anyone had tad it.

Perhaps Lin Langtian managed to control the Yimo power precisely through the Chaotic Devil Fla?

"Maybe… but what about that Demon King Armor? Only high-ranking Yimo Kings who've accomplished significant deeds could wear it," Mo Luo added, frowning deeply as he examined Lin Langtian's black armor.

Mu Lan shook his head uncertainly. "It might be a spoil from the Yimo King who fell in the Devouring Temple. In any case, given young friend Langtian holds two Ancestral Symbols, we should trust him."

Mo Luo nodded, fully aware of the antagonism between the Ancestral Symbols and Yimo. Lin Langtian's possession of two Ancestral Symbols proved he wasn't like those Yuan Gate traitors.

"What a mysterious boy…" Mo Luo murmured quietly, staring at Lin Langtian's powerful yet frightening Yimo aura.

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"You… How can you possess the Yimo power? Do you also have a Demon Seed inside you?"

Atop Boundless Mountain, Liu Zhuang stared in disbelief at Lin Langtian, whose aura now exceeded even his own in evil and terror.

Suddenly recalling sothing, Liu Zhuang exclaid in shock, "It's the Chaotic Devil Fla's power?"

"Damn you! That fla belonged to Yuan Gate, yet you dare use it against us!" Liu Zhuang raged, visibly shaken. All previous contempt disappeared, replaced by genuine wariness.

However, Liu Zhuang quickly regained composure, his expression turning even more ferocious. Black seals appeared, a sinister black rune glowing at his forehead, intensifying the darkness enveloping the world.

Countless gazes watched in astonishnt as the battle escalated dramatically beyond their expectations. Such fierce confrontation surpassed even older generation experts' limits.

"Damn, Liu Zhuang's aura grew again…" Mu Lingshan bit her lip anxiously, worry coloring her expression.

"Not enough yet…"

Lin Langtian extended his palm slowly, then clenched it lightly. Imnse demonic power surged at his command, shaking even the space itself.

Right now, Lin Langtian felt confident that one punch could shatter the entire Boundless Mountain. However, sensing Liu Zhuang's continuously rising power, he knew his current state was still insufficient to end things decisively.

"In that case, let show you the true strength of the Demon Seed."

A low whisper passed through Lin Langtian's mind. Changing his hand seals, the vast demonic flas quickly condensed, forming a massive, blurry demonic shadow above him.

This shadow radiated terrifying, sinister power, instantly chilling the battlefield to freezing.

"What is this terrifying shadow…? Such a frightening attack!"

Witnesses gasped in horror, turning pale as the oppressive shadow made them feel powerless.

"Demonic Mirror… Demon God Descent!"

Boom!

Endless demonic flas rushed into the enormous shadow. Two eyes of black fla ignited, creating a pair of terrifying demonic eyes. Instantly, its evil aura skyrocketed further.

Lin Langtian's murderous intent peaked at this mont. Stretching out his palm, he aid distantly at Liu Zhuang, clenching it fiercely.

Crack!

Space cracked, and the gigantic Boundless Mountain quaked violently, as if ready to collapse.

Then, with a colossal stride, the massive Demon God's hand slamd down rcilessly.

Boom!

Boundless Mountain trembled, the earth shattering thousands of ters deep. Under Lin Langtian's crushing attack, mountains split apart instantly.

Liu Zhuang's pupils constricted sharply, sensing genuine danger from Lin Langtian's blow.

Despite his bitter rage, Liu Zhuang howled defiantly, drawing upon every ounce of power he possessed, violently clashing against Lin Langtian's overwhelming demonic palm.

At this mont, all the fighters and observers knew the clash of Demon Seeds had truly begun.

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