The change came so abruptly that any other cultivator would have been thrown into utter confusion.
Yet Tian Xiaojian was a man who had weathered a hundred battles; losing his head in panic was something that could never happen to him.
Though he was greatly startled as well, the expression on his face remained calm.
With no time for further thought, billowing devilish Qi surfaced from behind him, then merged toward the center and transformed into a demonic beast with three heads and six arms.
It stood over several dozen zhang tall, its appearance hideously ferocious.
Although in terms of size, it was far from comparable to that majestic arm.
Yet a savage, primordial aura spread out from the demonic image.
Then its six arms shook and danced wildly, and dense black fist shadows emerged, like flowing light and fleeting images, like lightning and a Startling Rainbow, smashing furiously toward the arm reaching out from the Spatial Rift.
"Demonic Aspect Supernatural Power—you are an Ancient Demon?"
From overhead came a furious, startled shout.
Then a crackling sound erupted, and on the surface of that arm, runes drifted out in scattered fragments, after which rings of electric arcs spread forth one after another.
Demonic Path Supernatural Powers generally had a restraining effect against Ancient Demons. This was common knowledge in the Immortal Cultivation World, something everyone knew.
However, Tian Xiaojian possessed the True Demon Body, and the Supernatural Powers he cultivated were in the same lineage as those of the former Grand Commander of the Devil Race. How could they be measured by common sense?
A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Tian Xiaojian's mouth.
Without any extra movement from him, flickering Demon Fire rose from each of the demonic image's six fists.
Bright one moment and dim the