Under the Wolf God’s observation, Zheng Yichen’s attack pattern had completely fallen into disarray; what had been orderly strikes were now utterly chaotic.
As Zheng Yichen landed and leaped up again, he hacked at the cracked bull horn. Amidst the Bull God’s roaring, the horn was completely severed, crashing heavily onto the ground. The pain stimulated the Bull God, who tilted its head and, with its remaining curved horn, stabbed toward the airborne Zheng Yichen.
Facing this attack, Zheng Yichen wielded his saber head-on, his Blood Sacrifice Burst causing the black giant saber’s Blood Asura inner force to boil like demon flas. In the intense collision, the demon flas dissipated, and a portion of the Bull God’s remaining sharp horn was also chopped off.
The weapon in Zheng Yichen’s hand was shattered, reverting back to a fishing rod—
Now was the ti!
In the instant when the energy film around Zheng Yichen weakened, the Wolf God’s figure vanished from its spot, reappearing behind Zheng Yichen, its claws tearing through the energy film on his body.
Boom—
Two distinct noises followed: one was a loud crash, and the other was the sound of gunfire from afar. A black bullet rapidly approached the Wolf God. Small and fast as it was, the Wolf God, being a Supre Demon, still detected the bullet.
Beyond the stench of Hell, the bullet conveyed a very dangerous sensation, but at this mont, the Wolf God could no longer restrain its attack. The first sound of impact erupted from behind Zheng Yichen, not because his body was steel and iron, able to resiliently take the long-preditated attack from the Wolf God.
It was a pair of cat claws that collided head-on with the attack, scattering directly. Accompanied by a painful, piercing scream, the cat spirit was injured in the strike yet succeeded in intercepting the attack for Zheng Yichen.
The corner of the Wolf God’s eye twitched slightly. The energy film around Zheng Yichen not only insulated him from external harm but also blocked out so of the Wolf God’s senses, preventing it from noticing the special nature of the short cloak on Zheng Yichen.
The black bullet lodged inside the Wolf God’s arm, causing the wolf’s face to involuntarily twitch. It was one thing for a mortal weapon to penetrate a Supre Demon’s defenses, but the lingering effects the bullet had on it sparked a weakness that began spreading from its arm.
But this sense of weakness was soon suppressed. Before the deford black bullet could be expelled, the Wolf God felt a threat of death, leading it to howl involuntarily. Its claws swept through the air, creating a slight distortion ahead.
The uncovered fishing rod slamd against the distortion, fiercely colliding and shattering it, before striking the Wolf God on the head.
The destructive power of the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills erupted, the attack laced with a potent aura of death.
"You—" The Wolf God, stunned, tried to say sothing, but its entire head was shattered by the blow. Although the fishing rod was not a Supre Demon Weapon, its material and multiple enhancents granted the weapon lethal power. The Wolf God had been observing Zheng Yichen’s battles all along, seeking an opportunity to kill him.
Zheng Yichen was also looking for his chance. It didn’t matter whether it was the Wolf God or the Bull God; he was waiting for his demonic thoughts to reach the level where he could unleash the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills.
Engaging the Bull God head-on, he seed injured, but that was a choice Zheng Yichen made to stimulate his own ntal state by receiving damage. He had long wanted to attempt this use of Demonic Abyss Seven Kills with his body, but the conditions had always been hard to et.
After seeing the native ’genius youth’ undergo demonization in the last world, he felt he could give it a try.
Although the impact on him was significant, Zheng Yichen now felt as though his mind was on the brink of losing control. This wasn’t the usual indifference when using the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills but a proper, full-blown Demonization frenzy.
Yet, in this state, he reached the minimum threshold to use the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills. He provided a massive amount of demonic thoughts himself, and the Asura Battle Intent provoked the furious Bull God, which provided additional demonic thoughts, those from a Supre Demon were stronger.
He would have targeted the Wolf God if there was no chance with the Bull God; either one would eventually be hit. The Wolf God took the bait, so the blow naturally hamred onto the Wolf God.
Although his ntal state was tumultuous, Zheng Yichen still revealed a ferocious smile influenced by his demonic thoughts. This was the first ti he used the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills without falling into a ’psychotic’ state.
Throughout the process, his thoughts remained clear, with only the killing intent within difficult to contain. This definitely wasn’t a ’switching personalities’ feeling.
The life force of a Supre Demon was incredibly tenacious. That strike had only severely wounded the Wolf God, not killed it outright. As Zheng Yichen impaled the struggling Wolf God’s thorax with the fishing rod and lifted it up, black matter covered the fishing rod.
The Wolf God didn’t die instantly, but after the blow to the head from the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills, it was practically as good as dead, the struggle rely an instinctual reflex for survival. After being skewered by Zheng Yichen, the Wolf God lost all strength to struggle, its body convulsing mid-air.
Zheng Yichen sought the complete annihilation of the Supre Demon, and how to annihilate a Supre Demon was naturally to use death to cover the immortality of the demon!
The breath of death from the fishing rod tightly entwined the Wolf God, who lacked the strength to struggle, solidifying into a tangible breath of death that seed to bind sothing. At this mont, Zheng Yichen felt additional pressure.
With a feeling similar to tug-of-war, Zheng Yichen did not hesitate to transform all the life source accumulated from bloodsucking through the fishing rod into the Power of Death.
A substantial shadow erged within the dense Power of Death; it was the soul of the Wolf God... or perhaps the Supre Demon’s Soul.
The soul of the Supre Demon was bound by the heavy Power of Death. After it revealed itself, its body completely disintegrated into ash, leaving only a part of its wolf claw with fine cracks. Without any resistance, even a Supre Demon could not withstand the drain of life force by Zheng Yichen’s extraordinary abilities.
The Bull God watched as Zheng Yichen used the Demonic Abyss Seven Kills to blow up the Wolf God’s head, its bull eyes wide with shock. Even in their weakened state, their power not fully realized, they shouldn’t be killed off so easily.
The Demonic Abyss Seven Kills unleashed by Zheng Yichen posed a greater threat than those of the Battle Maniac Asura, or at least, the latter didn’t carry such an intense aura of death.
The Bull God wanted to lend a hand to the Wolf God, alard by the threat Zheng Yichen posed, but Zheng Yichen acted too quickly, draining the Wolf God’s blood and reducing its body to dust. Normally, this would not constitute true death for a Supre Demon.
The immortality of the Supre Demons was not just talk. Their bodies could be destroyed, but after so ti, they would still coalesce and regenerate. eting Zheng Yichen might just prolong the duration of their coalescence—usually not a matter of concern. But the Supre Demon Weapon, the black spear in Zheng Yichen’s hand with the Supre Demon’s Soul hooked on it, left the Bull God astonished.
That was not any human race’s thod of sealing, nor was it any soul-binding spell, yet the soul of the Wolf God could not escape its bonds.
The soul of a Supre Demon was even harder to kill than its body. Even if dispersed beyond perception, it would re-form. The Supre Demons knew this very well; otherwise, they would not have tried every ans to weaken the soul of the battle-state Asura after his death in battle.
To erase its self, to let the Origin of Supre Demon be shrouded in dust, the way to kill a Supre Demon was to let it be forgotten, to make it forget itself. In such a case, while still a Supre Demon, it would no more be a normal Supre Demon.
Retaining their immortality, they would only infinitely experience the cycle of life and death in their weakest form. Perhaps after countless cycles, a Supre Demon would completely lose its distinctive characteristics and debase into true mortality. Whether this would work, other Supre Demons were unsure. To be certain would take a very, very long ti, even by their protracted standards.
However, the Bull God was now witnessing sothing else; the Wolf God’s soul was aging and nearing death. They had never cared about lifespans before as immortality was innate for them.
They never aged, yet now the soul of the Wolf God was truly beginning to age and approached death, weakening even the Origin of Supre Demon. This gave the Bull God an inconceivable feeling.
In their ho world, Supre Demons indeed could not be killed, even by fratricide. But what if the unkillable Supre Demons were to die of old age?
That intense and pure Power of Death forcibly covered the immortality of the Supre Demon, rapidly bringing the Wolf God’s soul closer to true death. The Bull God had a feeling that in such a state, if the Wolf God indeed died, that would be the ultimate death.
"Moo—" The Bull God’s bellow erupted from behind Zheng Yichen, as a giant ax flew at him. Simultaneously, there was a violent explosion on the Bull God’s head, like a miniature sun.
Liu Hongzhao, sniper positioned at a distance, did not miss this opportunity. The Black Death bullet had little effect on Supre Demons, so she switched to the Red Star bullet instead. The shot made the Bull God stagger, charring its head fur and skin to reveal a grotesque eyeball.
Yet, the Bull God paid no mind to such an attack. Such damage would heal quickly. Its goal was to kill Zheng Yichen outright!
The opponent held the power to truly slay Supre Demons. If he could kill the Wolf God now, then he could later kill the Bull God, along with other Supre Demons!
Amidst the turmoil, the Bull God’s eyes turned blood red, utterly influenced by Zheng Yichen’s Asura Battle Intent. At this mont, It harbored no thoughts of escape, but only the desire to eliminate this outsider who threatened all Supre Demons!
The second Red Star bullet hit the Bull God’s forehoof, slowing its movents. The intense burning pain in its leg made the Bull God turn its head towards Liu Hongzhao and bellow angrily.
The Supre Demon Power tore through the earth, spreading towards her. Liu Hongzhao imdiately abandoned her sniper rifle, grabbed a weapon next to her, and leapt from the vehicle, sword in hand, to et the oncoming assault. The gale blade she encountered held for a mont before being shattered.
Liu Hongzhao used her weapon to block but was still blasted away. Looking at the wound on her arm, her face was as cold as frost. Once again, she felt discontent with the slow pace of her own strength gain, unable to even directly break through the attack of a Supre Demon.
And this was a Supre Demon not at its peak. How then could she aspire to challenge or even kill the Battle Maniac Asura, who had knocked all Supre Demons off their peak?
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