Published: January 26, 2025
With a series of popping sounds, countless demonic energy tendrils surged from Mo Li's body, instantly piercing through the gigantic hand of the rules as if they were sharp blades, directly penetrating it.
Moreover, a terrifying devouring power was rapidly transmitted from those pitch-black tendrils. At that moment, the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor felt a surge of rage and disbelief as he realized that the primordial power within him was being gradually consumed.
"This... how is it possible?"
The Five Peaks Underworld Emperor's expression twisted with anger. This guy had only recently broken through to the emperor level; how could he penetrate his rules hand?
What terrified him even more was that the other party showed no discomfort while devouring his primordial rules, instead, it felt like a familiar practice.
There was no sense of incongruity at all!
What was happening?
A newly ascended emperor could actually devour his origin? What a joke! When did his origin become so easy to refine?
But at that moment, he had no time to ponder these thoughts.
"Damn it, get away from this seat!"
The Five Peaks Underworld Emperor roared, unleashing boundless terrifying primordial power from his body, aiming to send Mo Li flying.
But to his shock, the imperial aura crashing against Mo Li was withstood firmly by the latter, who seemed to be a madman, absorbing the full force of the attack like a sponge.
With a crunch, countless cracks appeared on Mo Li's body under such a violent impact, blood gushing out.
Yet he remained oblivious, staring at the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor with a crazed and sinister grin, and laughed, "Hahaha, Five Peaks Underworld Emperor, is that all you have? I've seen this move long ago."
"Seen it before?"
The Five Peaks Underworld Emperor's expression turned even angrier; the other party’s words were bizarre—when had he seen it?
But at that moment, he had no time to think about it, as the aura emanating from Mo Li was escalating in intensity.
"Hahaha, Five Peaks Underworld Emperor, you dare to call this emperor an ant? Then let me show you what self-destructive magic looks like!"
Mo Li's laughter turned frenzied as his demeanor shifted to that of a devil, abruptly activating his origin and igniting it.
Boom!
With Mo Li's furious roar, countless black demonic energy tendrils surged out again, wildly wrapping around and penetrating towards the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor. Mo Li was fully aware that although the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor had descended in only a fragment of his body, he was still the emperor of the four extremes, a peak emperor-level powerhouse. Simple tricks would be ineffective against him; the only option was to fight and grapple desperately, as that might provide a glimmer of hope to defeat him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Tendrils attacked the Five Peaks Underworld Emperor mercilessly, aiming to pierce his flesh.
"You madman!"
The Five Peaks Underworld Emperor's face was filled with rage. He quickly realized that Mo Li was burning his own origin; did he not fear the damage to it?
"Get lost!"
The Five Peaks Underworld Emperor could not spare another thought; he roared and unleashed a terrifying primordial power from his body, striking Mo Li with full force. With a loud bang, Mo Li's body trembled violently, the overwhelming power crashing down like a mountain, causing his rib cage to collapse. Even with his strength after breaking through, he struggled to endure it.
"Wow!" Mo Li opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, along with fragments of his internal organs, but he remained completely oblivious, grinning maniacally with blood on his face. "Hahaha, Five Peaks Underworld Emperor, is this all your power? Weak, too weak, utterly pathetic! Is this really the renowned Five Peaks Underworld Emperor?"
Mo Li laughed towards the heavens, blood and internal organ fragments continually spewing out.
Though he had transformed into the path after breaking through to emperor level, and his flesh was merely a manifestation of the path, the internal organ fragments he spat out indicated that he had indeed been wounded at his origin.