Zhou Xuan Shi

"Looks like, with my current strength, dealing with a second-rank perfected demon beast was still somewhat difficult."

Zhang Tie muttered to himself. Before his words had faded, the Blackwater Poison Toad, whose body was like a small mountain, suddenly shuddered violently. Its lantern-sized eyes instantly lost focus, turning as dull and scattered as gray-glazed glass.

The next moment, before it could even let out one last croak, it crashed to the ground, sending fallen leaves flying and dust billowing in every direction.

At the critical moment, Zhang Tie had activated the Soul Piercing Thorn, using his formidable divine sense to crush the demon beast's soul directly.

Though his cultivation was only at Mid Foundation Establishment, the strength of his divine sense had already crossed several realms, reaching a level that only Late Core Formation cultivators could hope to attain—his deepest and most carefully concealed trump card.

Three claw wounds deep enough to expose bone on one side of his neck were still oozing pitch-black poisonous blood, while the surrounding flesh had turned a horrifying bluish-purple. Zhang Tie did not even glance at them. He merely wiped away the blood and strode toward the now-silent poison toad.

Zhang Tie slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, his face turning slightly paler. The Soul Piercing Thorn was incomparably powerful, but it also consumed an enormous amount of divine sense.

He walked up to the still-warm corpse of the Blackwater Poison Toad and rapidly formed a strange hand seal. The aura around him suddenly became deep and gloomy, carrying a greedy intent that seemed to devour everything.

Heaven Devouring Demonic Art!

As the technique began to circulate, his robes around his dantian stirred without wind, and the air nearby twisted faintly. Immediately after, a vague black maw phantom filled with boundless ferocity emerged