Lin Xuan could not help being overjoyed.
This was a golden opportunity bestowed by the heavens.
If he missed it, he would deserve to be struck by lightning.
As the thought flashed through his mind, a terrifying killing intent also erupted from every inch of Lin Xuan's body.
Take his life while he was down—with things as they were, how could Lin Xuan still worry about showing mercy? A dazzling mass of radiance shot explosively from the Heaven Phoenix Divine Claw.
After the other party's strength had greatly declined, he could no longer withstand the corrosion of the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire.
A soft tearing sound entered his ears. The Ancient Demon's right hand began to be sealed in profound ice. At first, it was only his fist, but that cold was incomparably dreadful, spreading upward without pause along his meridians.
Along with it came deadly poison.
The Ancient Demon's skin had been black to begin with, but his scales had been bright. Now, under the effects of the poison, the scales began to lose their luster.
But this was still not the most frightening part. The Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire was divided into three colors, and the gray, deathly stillness in its innermost layer contained an extremely yin, extremely cold corrosive power.
It could devour the aura of life.
Once touched by it, all things would slowly lose their vitality.
No matter what Devil Ancestor you were, as long as you had no divine ability to resist it, in the end you would weather away into insignificant grains of sand.
The Ancient Demon's eyes were filled with terror. Even in his dreams, he would never have imagined things would end up like this. Originally, he had wanted to defeat them one by one, but who could have known that