"The Nine Cauldrons descend upon the world!"
The great battle in Maijing Prefecture continued.
Young Master Buying and Feng Feishang's fierce clash had completely fallen into a tug-of-war, a contest of endurance and time.
First, Young Master Buying smashed half of Feng Feishang's skull with his bronze weight, caving in his entire head. Then Feng Feishang thrust out his long sword, which hummed and vibrated as it split into the flowing golden fragments of the Pride Demon Chisel.
The fragments fell like a torrential rain, washing away half of Young Master Buying's flesh.
Young Master Buying smiled. There were no organs within his open chest cavity; in their place were... rings of every size.
The rings meshed together and rotated, like a machine that would never stop.
At that moment, Young Master Buying's outward grace and nobility stood in stark contrast to the countless eerie rings within his body.
Feng Feishang's eyes widened. Was this still a living person? He was practically a monster.
"Don't be afraid. There's nothing strange about it."
Young Master Buying smiled as he comforted him. "Didn't you ask where my 'ring' was just now? Now you know?"
Young Master Buying's original name was Yin Hen. He had been the successor chosen by the previous Heart Demon Ring, so his demon weapon was rings rather than the bronze weight he had always used.
Feng Feishang bore the title Pride Demon Chisel, which he had transformed into a sword. It could likewise draw inferences from one instance to another.
But the difference between the bronze weight and those round rings was simply too great. It had always been a question that puzzled him, until now...
"So that's how it is!"
Feng Feishang sucked in a cold breath. "You actually replaced your flesh-and-blood body with demon weapons. No..."