Lu Yang had coveted the Moonlit Night Seven Forms for a long time. Even the Blazing Demon God did not know this technique. In the entire otherworld, only a few ancient races that had inherited it through the ages possessed it, showing just how precious this spell was.
Within the Iron Blood Brotherhood, aside from Lu Yang and Zhuo Jiu, Bai Shi, Zhou Tianming, Xia Yuwei, Ku Ai Bansheng, Liu Ruohuai, and De Bu Chang Shi could all learn it.
A demigod could unleash the combat power of a peak lower god, while a mid-level god could even unleash the combat power of a God King. If all his brothers learned it, what would they have to fear from the otherworldly races' invasion?
Unfortunately, Lu Yang was no match for Young Lord Dark Moon, much less had any chance to meet members of the Silverglade Demon Clan. Now that he had finally encountered one—and one who had learned the Dark Moon Seven Forms, who had fought multiple battles and suffered a severe decline in strength—he would never let this opportunity slip away.
Boom
Boom
Boom
One Flame Avatar after another, each holding a golden Soul Core, slammed into the Silverglade Demon Clan expert. Faced with such a sudden assault and restricted by the Greater Gravity Art, the Silverglade Demon Clan expert could not escape at all and could only endure it with his body. This was the power of an early-stage lower god spell. Even though he was at the peak of the lower god level, the explosions still left him in unbearable pain.
"Lu Yang, you will pay for what you have done! You will pay for what you have done! Do you really think that having a remnant soul of the Blazing Demon God means you can