Chapter 1647: Chapter 1744: Overpowering the Ancient Demon
At this mont, Fang Lin faced the threat of two Ancient Monsters of Eight Changes and had no choice but to reveal his true strength.
Eight-change Monster Beasts were naturally powerful, let alone these two Ancient Demons who had lived for over ten thousand years. Facing four or five Great Longevity Martial Artists at the sa ti was not a problem for them.
In other words, the two Ancient Monsters of Eight Changes that Fang Lin was up against now were equivalent to battling ten Great Longevity Martial Artists.
The Tentacle Ancient Demon and the Wind Thunder Hawk both sensed that Fang Lin was far from ordinary, his aura much stronger than it had been monts earlier.
Especially the overwhelming True Dragon aura emanating from him, which caused the blood within the two Ancient Demons to tremble with fear.
This fear, rooted deep in their bloodlines, ca from the True Dragon avatar fused within Fang Lin, and also from Fang Lin’s current physique, which was as imposing as a True Dragon’s.
What shocked the two Ancient Demons even more was the presence of the Demon Clan’s Sacred Tree’s power within Fang Lin.
As Ancient Demons who had lived for over ten thousand years, they naturally understood the power of the Sacred Tree, having once received Sacred Qi Body Refining under its branches.
Even now, as beings who had reached the Eight-Change Realm, they still revered the Sacred Tree and its power.
But a mber of the Human Clan wielding the power of the Sacred Tree—power that seed as vast and boundless as an ocean—was beyond belief.
The two Ancient Demons both recalled a figure, or rather, a renowned figure from tens of thousands of years ago: a Demon Saint who, as a mber of the Human Clan, had acquired the Sacred Tree’s power. Using their human strength to transform it into demon strength, they beca the first Human Clan Demon Saint in the history of the Demon Beast Clan.
Both the Tentacle Ancient Demon and the Wind Thunder Hawk had once followed this Demon Saint, fighting for the Demon Beast Clan and nearly obliterating the then-frail Human Clan.
Unfortunately, a great upheaval occurred later, and the Demon Saint disappeared. The Demon Beast Clan’s golden opportunity to dominate the world was thus thwarted.
Countless powerful demon beasts, disillusioned, retreated to this vast expanse of mountains to slumber, and their slumber has lasted several tens of thousands of years.
Now, seeing another Human Clan individual bearing the power of the Sacred Tree, how could the Tentacle Ancient Demon and the Wind Thunder Hawk not be completely shocked?
“Why do you possess the supre power of my clan?” the Wind Thunder Hawk screeched sharply, questioning him.
Fang Lin grinned coldly. “I’ve t the two generations of Demon Saints from your Demon Beast Clan and received Sacred Qi Refining from the Sacred Tree. Why do you think I possess the power of the Sacred Tree?”
Upon hearing this, the Wind Thunder Hawk and the Tentacle Ancient Demon were utterly stunned. This brat had t two generations of Demon Saints? How was that even possible?
Even more unfathomable was the fact that he had undergone Sacred Qi Refining of the Sacred Tree. Although the Wind Thunder Hawk and the Tentacle Ancient Demon had not worshiped the Sacred Tree for countless years, they still understood the age-old principle that “they who are not of our kind are not to be trusted.” Allowing a Human Clan mber to receive Sacred Qi Refining? Was this a foolish mistake by the current Demon Saint? Or had the Demon Beast Clan fallen so far that even a re human could gain the favor of the Sacred Tree?
“If you seek the power of the True Dragon from , then co and take it!” Fang Lin roared furiously. Flas erupted around him as he shot toward the Tentacle Ancient Demon like an arrow loosed from the bow.
The Tentacle Ancient Demon imdiately sent over a dozen tentacles hurtling toward Fang Lin. Each tentacle, now black in color, was vastly different from before.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
The dozen black tentacles, as hard as steel whips, struck Fang Lin, but they failed to harm him at all. Instead, they were tainted by the Skyfire.
The Tentacle Ancient Demon, horrified, watched as Fang Lin closed the distance. With a sudden thrust, the ancient spear in Fang Lin’s hand pierced into the Tentacle Ancient Demon’s body.
With a “pfft” sound, the ancient spear plunged completely into the Tentacle Ancient Demon’s body. A surge of foul-slling fluid sprayed out, but it did not touch Fang Lin; the Skyfire on Fang Lin’s body evaporated it instantly.
The Tentacle Ancient Demon let out continuous shrieks of agony, all its tentacles trembling violently as if enduring unbearable pain.
The ancient spear, which had once pinned down the calamitous ancient magic tree, was naturally capable of subduing an Ancient Monster of Eight Changes.
However, Fang Lin was not the ancient powerhouse of eras past who had wielded this spear. Therefore, in Fang Lin’s hands, the spear could not unleash the power it once displayed when it pinned the ancient magic tree.
Grievously wounded, the Tentacle Ancient Demon turned all of its tentacles black and struck Fang Lin fiercely, sending him flying.
Yet Fang Lin erged unhard. His current physical resilience was so formidable that even Immortal-level experts could not compare, leaving the Tentacle Ancient Demon incapable of harming him.
Severely injured, the Tentacle Ancient Demon dared not continue fighting Fang Lin, nor did it covet the power of the True Dragon anymore. It dove into a nearby pool, refusing to surface again.
Fang Lin paid it no more mind and shifted his gaze to the Wind Thunder Hawk circling in the sky above.
Boom!
In the next instant, Fang Lin leapt into the air, activating the Nine Heavens Step Skill underfoot. In the blink of an eye, he was upon the Wind Thunder Hawk.
Thunderclouds gathered, countless fine bolts of lightning descending from the heavens to strike Fang Lin, trying to block his approach.
Fang Lin, however, did not even glance at the falling lightning. He activated all eight Ancient Lamps of the Fla God within him, and flas surged skyward, instantly dispersing the clustered thunderclouds.
Even the Wind Thunder Hawk was engulfed by the flas, and Skyfire clung to its body once more.
The Wind Thunder Hawk fled in panic, a gale roaring as it sped away faster than ever before. Not even Fang Lin could catch up, even with the Nine Heavens Step Skill.
Hovering mid-air, Fang Lin sneered as he watched the Wind Thunder Hawk disappear into the distance. He cursed, “That filthy feathered beast sure runs fast!”
Then, Fang Lin turned his gaze to the pool below, his expression tinged with amusent.
“Do you really think hiding in this pool will help?” Fang Lin sneered coldly.
A voice arose from the pool. “I do not wish to be your enemy.”
Fang Lin snorted. “When you attacked earlier, why didn’t you say that? Now that you can’t handle , you plead and act weak?”
The Tentacle Ancient Demon remained silent, not daring to surface, shrinking further into the pool.
Just as Fang Lin prepared to pull the creature out, eight figures suddenly appeared around him, cutting off all possible escape routes.
These eight were dressed in dark red robes, each carrying a famous sword, their aura imposing and their cultivation profound. They were the Eight Swordsn who had previously dragged Fang Lin into the Tang Capital.
The leading woman was among them; she had briefly battled Fang Lin before, and neither had gained the upper hand against the other.
But now, with all Eight Swordsn present, it was an incredibly formidable lineup, capable of even challenging true Immortal-level experts.
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