The war between humans and demons was about to break out.
In the next second, there was a loud boom as the body of the Heavenly Centipede King suddenly exploded, turning into a huge wave of demonic blood light that engulfed Zhao Sheng and the other two.
Chen Guang was startled and was about to dodge, but his eyes suddenly reflected a layer of demonic blood light. His body froze, and he was swept up by the incoming blood light.
At the sa ti, Zhao Sheng felt the blood light fill the sky before him, and an inexplicable fear arose in his mind. His body was invaded by so strange power, but it was imdiately shattered by the Purple Cloud Thunder Elent in his body.
His figure flashed, transforming into a streak of thunder light, shooting out from the spot and narrowly escaping the calamity.
As for "Jiu Fanling", he was also ambushed but remained unhard. He simply punched, directly dissipating the attacking blood light.
A strange cry was heard as the bursting demonic blood light coalesced into "Bull Head Centipedes" hundreds of zhang long, once again besieging "Jiu Fanling".
Not far away, in the mid-air, a mass of demonic blood light was continuously expanding and contracting, revealing "Heavenly Centipede Monster Shadows" that transford back and forth between flesh and blood light.
It was imaginable that while the Heavenly Centipede King split its attention to "suppress" Chen Guang, it also drove many avatars to besiege "Jiu Fanling".
If nothing unexpected happened, with the cultivation of the Heavenly Centipede King, it was enough to capture these two newly advanced Nascent Souls, but this ti it encountered an "unexpected of unexpected".
Even Dragon King Ao Yu did not realize the hidden Returning to Void Divine Thought within this Jiu Fanling’s body.
Ao Yu rely sneered coldly, his body suddenly expanding countless tis over, transforming into a mighty Five-clawed Green Dragon, swooping towards the flesh cocoon below, intending to truly not intervene in the battle.
The Mirage Woman licked her lips, looking at the receding thunder light, suddenly smiling enchantingly, her body collapsing into a mass of gray fog, rging into the surrounding space.
The next second, the space slightly twisted and blurred, a large plu of gray fog appeared out of nowhere, engulfing the void around Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng felt a shock in his heart, abruptly halting the tunneling light, layers of thunder light shielding his whole body, while the Black Abyss Sword ford strands of dark Sword Light, wandering around, ready to unleash a terrifying strike on the enemy at any mont.
When he managed to see the scene before him clearly, he found himself enclosed in a space teeming with turbulent gray fog, nearly a thousand zhang in size.
Deep in the gray fog, huge, pale "Dead Fish Eyes" rotated, erging and disappearing, continually emitting waves of malice.
"Human Clan brat, will you surrender yourself, or shall I act personally? If I take action, I will make you suffer, crush your flesh slowly, tornt your living soul, making you wish you were dead. Only then can I slightly ease the hatred in my heart," a sharp and resentful voice suddenly erged from the gray fog.
Hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s gaze turned cold, and he suddenly retreated several zhang.
The next mont, the spot he occupied just prior saw the sudden appearance of an invisible "black line" over a zhang long.
This invisible "black line" was actually a Space Rift.
This Nascent Soul-level Shadow Mirage surprisingly had the talent to create "unbreakable" Space Rifts.
Zhao Sheng was nearly frightened into a cold sweat, fortunately, he could tily sense a trace of space-ti fluctuation, or else he would have been sliced in half by the Space Rift.
"Hehe, dodged quite fast! Now I’ve got sothing to toy with. Better dodge quickly, or you’ll be chopped into bits," the Mirage Woman’s true form hid within the gray fog, speaking leisurely and leisurely.
Zhao Sheng, feeling lazy to respond, not only had his curiosity skyrocketed but his fighting spirit also surged instantly. After all, this was the first ti he had encountered a demon capable of manipulating space, truly too rare to miss!
Amidst this, Zhao Sheng uttered a low shout, from which a torrent of Sword Intent burst forth in an instant. Then, piercing thunder light erupted from his body, transforming into an endless surge of lightning, expanding in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the entire gray fog space was filled by dazzling thunder light, innurable purple thunders roared into the surrounding fog, causing violent explosions one after another.
Soon, the overwhelming thunder and lightning light cloud "drowned" the surrounding fog, with a tendency to break free from the cage.
Yet, at this mont, several Space Rifts silently and seamlessly intercrossed, unfortunately hitting only a shadow, as the true form had long transford into Electric Light, escaping to a distant spot.
"Ha, no matter what you do, you cannot escape this mistress’ cage!"
In a blink of an eye, another and another Ti-space Rift erged consecutively, but Zhao Sheng dodged them all.
During this ti, he tried several tis to fly out of this layer of gray fog space, but no matter how fast he flew, the fog in front always seed unattainable.
It was evident that the Mirage Woman had profound knowledge on the Space Avenue, far exceeding his expectations.
A few breaths later, Zhao Sheng suddenly let out a muffled groan, his left arm below the elbow disappeared without a trace, with a significant quantity of blood spraying out.
He had just mistakenly got his left arm sliced by a Space Rift while trying to sense the Mirage Woman’s location, instantly swallowing his hand.
The next mont, countless flesh sprouts burst from the severed arm, frantically squirming and growing. Within monts, the forearm quickly ford an outline, visibly healing and regenerating.
"Keekee!"
Suddenly, an eerie, spine-chilling sinister laugh resounded through the surrounding void!
"Good, very good! This extraordinarily talented flesh body has finally t . Seems like fortune truly favors you at the end of extres! Boy, obediently beco this mistress’ new host!"
Before the words fell, gray fog continuously surged from the depths of the void, forcibly beginning to compress the surrounding space step by step; even with more thunder light explosions couldn’t halt this trend.
anwhile, Space Rifts no longer rotated and vanished, but were clearly fixed at the edges of the gray fog, and their numbers increased continuously, like a swiftly woven "big net", with Zhao Sheng as the fish caught in the center.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng’s pupils shrank, he tossed out the Black Abyss Sword from his hand, forming a Black Hole that expanded continuously, rolling and crushing forward.
With a "boom", the Black Abyss Sword Domain pulverized dozens of Space Rifts before collapsing and dissipating.
The Black Abyss Sword wailed, suddenly flashing back to Zhao Sheng’s head, its spirit light becoming significantly dimr, with thin scratches appearing on its surface, though fortunately the Sword Spirit was not lost, it could gradually recover over ti.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng showed a hint of astonishnt on his face, though inwardly he felt the opponent seed sowhat "more bark than bite", not as formidable as its tone suggested.
Without another word, Zhao Sheng flicked his sleeve, and a three-inch tall wooden doll flew out from his sleeve, spinning around then rapidly swelling in size, instantly transforming into an austere old man with a wooden sword and clad in green armor.
The old man’s face was identical to Zhao Sheng’s, emitting a massive, imposing aura, solidly above a Nascent Soul.
This entity was a Nascent Soul-level wooden puppet, its combat strength less than a mid-stage Nascent Soul but still surpassing most early-stage Nascent Souls.
This item was acquired from the Burial Immortal Ruins, serving as one of Zhao Sheng’s trump cards.
The Nascent Soul wooden puppet erged, needing no word from Zhao Sheng, imdiately rging with its sword, sweeping up countless strands of azure Sword Light like a sword forest, crashing into the gray fog.
In the blink of an eye, large swathes of gray fog were annihilated by the azure Sword Light, while several Space Rifts collapsed in succession, with the wooden puppet rampaging through the fog, swiftly clearing a large open space.
Zhao Sheng snorted softly, lightly tapping the Black Abyss Sword, causing its spirit light to flare brightly, then following a sword whistle, the Black Abyss Sword Domain erged once more, concealing its owner as it moved forward.
"A Nascent Soul-level War Puppet, Spiritual Treasure Flying Sword? Impossible, how could a re Lower Realm brat possess treasures of this level? This mistress absolutely does not believe it!" The gray fog’s depths suddenly echoed with an enraged and astonished voice.
In that instant, Zhao Sheng’s eyes glead with unprecedented radiance, inwardly murmuring, "I’ve found you!"
In a flash, his figure vanished from the spot without a trace.
The next mont, Zhao Sheng appeared sowhere seven or eight li away in the void,
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