157: Duan Yulong seriously injured

BOOM—!!!

A cross-shaped shockwave of Divine Demon Fury Flame, carrying a terrifying power capable of incinerating all things, slashed resolutely into the surging torrent of devilish shadows!

Sizzle—!

Those twisted devilish shadows, condensed from pure devilish essence and sky-high resentment, were enough to tear apart an ordinary Purple Mansion Realm Cultivator. The moment they touched the edge of the black-red fury flames, they let out an incredibly shrill, silent wail!

Their forms, composed of negative energy, simply could not withstand these terrifying dual-attribute flames.

The crimson-gold divine fire purified filth and incinerated devilish thoughts, while the deep devilish flames devoured energy and dismantled structures!

The hundreds of devilish shadows charging at the forefront were like bubbles in the sunlight; without causing even a ripple, they were completely turned into nothingness and forcibly erased!

The devilish shadows following closely behind also seemed to hit an invisible wall of destruction. Their forms twisted violently the instant they made contact, disintegrating and dissipating into wisps of black smoke!

Wherever the cross-shaped fury flames passed, they forcibly plowed a vacuum passage burning with the blazing flames of a god-demon through the sun-blotting torrent of devilish shadows!

At the end of the passage was Duan Yulong's face, twisted with horror!

"How is this possible?!" Duan Yulong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

The "Descent of Hell, Ten Thousand Demons Devouring the Heart" that he had activated with all his strength was enough to trap or even severely wound a Purple Mansion Realm Tenth Level existence. Yet, under the opponent's single strike, it was torn open like paper?!

The oncoming Aura of destruction made his very Soul tremble!

"Roar!"

Di Jintian's roar echoed in the vacuum passage like the roar of a god-demon.

Clad in the majestic and ferocious god-demon battle armor, he turned into a crimson-black stream of light that tore through space, his speed exploding as he followed the flame passage he had carved out!

Before he even arrived, that terrifying Aura that suppressed and crushed all evil pressed down like an ancient divine mountain, locking onto Duan Yulong with a death grip!

There was no way to retreat!

Duan Yulong's eyes were instantly filled with a frantic blood-red color. All horror was replaced by deeper resentment and a desperate ruthlessness. "You want to kill me? Di Jintian, you're not qualified! Open for me—Hell True Body!"

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of dark purple essence blood, containing pure Origin devilish essence, onto his palms, which were forming hand seals!

The eerie dharma seal in his palm was instantly dyed a bizarre purple-red, erupting with a piercing, sinister light!

Buzz—!

The space around Duan Yulong's body vibrated and twisted violently! The ink-colored long robes on his body exploded, revealing his lean upper body.

On the surface of his skin, countless dark purple devilish patterns, like living things, spread and bulged frantically like hideous blood vessels!

His body rapidly expanded and deformed under the coverage of the devilish patterns!

His bones let out tooth-aching cracks and pops, and his muscles swelled and bulged like they were being inflated!

In the blink of an eye, Duan Yulong's stature rose to over ten feet! His skin turned blue-black, covered with a scale-like horny layer, and sharp bone spurs grew at his joints.

His head became narrow and long, his mouth and nose protruded forward, his fangs turned outward, and his eyes completely turned into two pools of abyss burning with hellfire!

A pair of giant bat wings made of pure Devilish Qi, with thick black liquid flowing from the edges, suddenly tore open and extended from his back!

At this moment, how did Duan Yulong still look human? He was clearly a hideous demonic creature that had crawled out from the deepest part of the Nine Serenity Hell!

A terrifying Aura, far more ferocious, violent, and chaotic than before, erupted like a bursting flood from the River Styx!

The black broken stele beneath his feet could not withstand this sudden increase in pressure and completely crumbled into stone powder!

"Roar—!" The demonized Duan Yulong let out an inhuman roar, his voice filled with chaotic killing intent and pain.

Forcibly activating the "Hell True Body" came at a huge price; it not only burned his essence blood but was also overdrawing his potential and sanity!

But at this moment, to survive and to seize that damn Divine Demon Transformation, he had no choice!

Facing Di Jintian's terrifying punch, which carried the might of a god-demon and tore through the flame passage to kill him, the demonized Duan Yulong met it with a punch of his own!

That fist, which was no longer human, was now covered with a thick horny layer and bone spurs, surrounded by a dense, inseparable, and viscous Devilish Qi that seemed capable of defiling all things!

"Hell Demon Heaven-Render!"

The two fists collided!

It was like two stars violently crashing into each other in the Void Realm!

THUMP—!!!

An indescribable, terrifying shockwave, mixed with pure God-Demon Power and filthy Hell Demon Qi, swept out like a hurricane of destruction!

Wherever the shockwave passed, the earth was turned up as if by an invisible giant plow, and hard rocks were instantly turned to powder!

The ground was forcibly scraped down by three feet! The range of the circular crater expanded frantically once again! Several dilapidated palace ruins in the distance, already teetering on the brink of collapse, crumbled like sandcastles under the aftermath of this destructive force, kicking up dust that filled the sky!

At the center of the collision, a brief vortex of black, red, and purple energy storm frantically tore and annihilated everything around it!

Pfft!

Di Jintian's body shook violently, and the god-demon battle armor covering his entire body let out an overwhelmed hum. The light on its surface flickered intensely, as if it might disintegrate at any moment.

A violent, cold, and highly corrosive Hell Demon Power, like countless poisonous needles, pierced through the defensive gaps of the armor and stabbed ruthlessly into his Meridians!

He felt a sweetness in his throat as a mouthful of blood surged up, but he forcibly swallowed it back down.

His body slid back uncontrollably for dozens of feet, his feet plowing two deep furrows into the ground!

As for the demonized Duan Yulong, he was in even worse shape! The moment his giant demonic fist, covered in bone spurs and a horny layer, collided with Di Jintian's god-demon fist, the horny layer on the surface cracked inch by inch and flew apart!

The scales underneath were even more scorched, blackened and curled by that terrifying god-demon flame, emitting a pungent burnt smell!

His massive demonic body was like it had been hit by a high-speed flying divine mountain. A series of heart-wrenching bone cracks rang out, and his huge body was thrown backward like a broken sack, smashing ruthlessly into a pile of collapsed palace ruins behind him!

Rumble!

Broken stones and pillars fell like a rainstorm, burying him instantly.

Di Jintian stabilized his body. The light of the god-demon battle armor had dimmed considerably, but those eyes burning with god-demon flames remained cold and sharp, staring fixedly at the dust-filled ruins.

He could feel that beneath the ruins, although that violent and chaotic Aura had withered a lot, it had not disappeared!

Instead... it had become even more dangerous! Like a wounded Vicious Beast, it possessed the madness of being pushed to the brink!

"Roar!!!"

A roar full of endless pain and violence suddenly exploded from the depths of the ruins! The buried boulders blew apart! The figure of the demonized Duan Yulong soared into the sky!

His appearance at this moment was even more miserable and wretched. Half of his demonized cheek was a bloody mess, one demonic wing was mostly torn, and viscous demonic blood kept dripping down, corroding the rubble beneath him into pits.

A huge fist print was sunken into his chest and abdomen. At the edge of the charred wound, crimson-gold and dark god-demon flames were like maggots on a bone, stubbornly eroding his demonic body and preventing the wound from healing, bringing constant, intense pain.

However, this extreme pain instead completely ignited the ferocity in his bones!