Seven Star Island, True Person Tian Xiu

This demon's divine abilities were indeed no small matter; seven or eight treasures completely shielded his figure.

Not even water could splash in, nor oil or salt seep through.

Yet "Jialuo the Ancient Demon" acted as if he saw nothing at all, and those terrifying tentacles still came hurtling over.

Spiritual light erupted, demonic qi churned, and as if they had been fouled, the instant those treasures touched the tentacles, their radiance dimmed and their spiritual qi began to drain away.

The Pig Demon's face went pale, gooseflesh rising all over his body.

With life and death hanging by a thread, how could he still dare begrudge his true essence? He opened his mouth wide and spat out another stream of blood essence, but before he could even cast his spell, those tentacles had already knocked the treasures aside and pounced right before him.

"No..."

The demon let out a terrified shriek, unwilling to sit still and await death, but in that sliver of time, all he could do was put up a Spirit Power Shield.

What use was such a low-grade spell? Naturally, it was torn apart with ease, and the mouths at the tips of the tentacles bit savagely into his body.

Then they began to suck in great mouthfuls.

The Pig Demon wanted to struggle, but the demon power throughout his body seemed to have vanished. His flesh and blood flowed along the tentacles into the Ancient Demon's body.

Before long, he disappeared completely.

It sounded complicated, but in truth, from beginning to end it had taken no more than the time for a cup of tea. Two Transformation Realm members of the Demon Race had been utterly devoured by this thing that seemed like a Demon Monster yet was no Demon Monster.

Not even the slightest