Published: December 25, 2024
The Chi Yan Demon Lord was completely flustered; he had never imagined that he would be put in such a precarious situation by a mere human brat.
The parasitic seed released terrifying auras, constantly shaking his soul, while the dreadful Qinglian Demon Fire kept burning his soul. He had a feeling that if this continued, he, the mid-level demon lord of the Demon Tribe, could truly die here.
The key was that Qin Chen's soul defense had firmly blocked his path.
Was there no justice left in the world?
Was this brat really just a mid-stage peak Human Level Martial King?
The Chi Yan Demon Lord was so frustrated he could almost spit blood. He was a mid-level demon lord in the Demon Tribe, and although he only had a remnant soul left, he was still a powerful figure from ancient times.
Let alone a mere Human Level Martial King; even if a Human Level Martial Emperor came, he could suppress them.
But now he was actually trapped by a human Martial King, which was a huge blow to his confidence.
Beside him, Mo Li was also shocked to the point of feeling dizzy.
He knew all too well how powerful the Chi Yan Demon Lord was; killing a Martial King was like chopping vegetables, completely effortless.
If it were him, even if the Chi Yan Demon Lord couldn't take over his body, injuring his soul wouldn't be difficult at all.
Not to mention that his strength was extremely terrifying, comparable to an Earth Level Martial Emperor.
So, did this mean that Qin Chen's strength was comparable to an Earth Level Martial Emperor?
There was no fear of not recognizing goods, only fear of comparing goods. He initially thought he could be considered a world-class prodigy, one of the continent's top geniuses, but now, compared to Qin Chen, he was simply far too lacking; calling him garbage wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"Soul Annihilation!"
Feeling his soul power continuously eroding, the Chi Yan Demon Lord could no longer restrain himself. With a roar, his soul power suddenly ignited, emitting an aura that seemed capable of shaking eternity.
He was desperate now.
It must be said that once the Chi Yan Demon Lord's soul burned, the aura was too terrifying. Even Qin Chen felt a wave of heart palpitations, and his mind sank inexplicably.
After all, the Chi Yan Demon Lord was still a mid-level demon lord of the Demon Tribe, and in ancient times, he had killed quite a few Nineth Level Martial Gods; how could he be simple when fighting desperately?
With a bang, the Chi Yan Demon Lord, despite being heavily injured, directly shook off the Qinglian Demon Fire. Then, with a puff, he broke through Qin Chen's soul defense and, like a turtle retracting into its shell, swiftly shrank into a jade vase.
However, as he tried to escape, outside, the Skeleton Helmsman was already waiting.
"Die!"
The long bone whip coiled around like chains, binding the void and immediately wrapping around the jade vase, locking it tightly in place.
"You bastard Yeyue, I won't let you off."
The Chi Yan Demon Lord yelled frantically from within the jade vase, black Great Dao runes appearing one after another on the vase. With a tremor, he broke through the white bone whip's blockade.
However, the aura of the jade vase immediately weakened, clearly indicating that casting this move had consumed a massive amount of the Chi Yan Demon Lord's soul energy.
"Magic Suppression Cauldron, go!"
Just as the jade vase managed to escape, Qin Chen, having regained his senses, once again urged the Magic Suppression Cauldron to smash down.
This consumption was brutal; Qin Chen's true essence nearly emptied in an instant, his complexion turned pale, and he was almost unsteady on his feet.
However, his gaze became ferocious; to suppress the Chi Yan Demon Lord, he was willing to risk his life.
As the Magic Suppression Cauldron was about to smash into the jade vase, a black demonic energy burst forth from within the vase. This demonic energy transformed into a black shield in an instant, with strange and evil Great Dao runes intertwining on it, blocking the Magic Suppression Cauldron.