Blood Demon True Body (Part 1)

Night Douluo looked at the blood staining his hand, then licked it clean the next second. The sight nearly made Ye Lei throw up his breakfast.

"I have to admit, it's no easy feat for someone your age—twenty-five—to have grown this far. But your existence before me is the greatest stumbling block on my path to success."

"If you had listened to those two old men from the Xiao Clan and joined my ranks, you would have everything you wanted now. What a pity, what a pity. You chose to oppose me, so death is your only end. I will make you watch as your companions die before your eyes, one after another. And I will make you watch as the Eight Soul Suppressors, which you poured so much effort into building, gradually perish at my hands!"

Night Douluo suddenly sprang forward, the dark-red halberd in his hand stabbing toward Ye Lei's chest like a soul-reaping blade.

The instant the sharp halberd blade was about to pierce his chest, Ye Lei released his Demon King True Body without hesitation. In that moment, his defenses and condition returned to their peak. His hands, hard and solid, instantly seized the Night Blood Demon Halberd that sought to take his life. He then yanked it fiercely to his right while raising his leg and kicking straight at Night Douluo's waist and abdomen.

Even Night Douluo did not dare take a kick imbued with the Demon King's power head-on. After all, Ye Lei's Flame Demon King Martial Soul controlled three attributes at once: fire, darkness, and earth. More importantly, this man possessed an extraordinary deadly poison. If a wound from that kick gave the poison an opening, even with his ninety-sixth-level Soul Power, Night Douluo could not be completely certain that he could purge