"Kill~!"
More than twenty-eight thousand Iron Blood Brotherhood warriors with Desolate Celestial Race bloodlines charged into the Earth Demon region.
Countless Earth Demons lingered around the cave entrances. Seeing Pan Yuhang and the others rushing toward them, they assumed food had delivered itself and spat out the Earth Demon Swords from their mouths.
Pan Yuhang only felt that the Earth Demon Swords were moving incredibly slowly. After dodging in an instant, he tried ramming one with the horn on his arm.
A crisp clang of metal against stone rang out. The Earth Demon Sword left only a shallow scratch on the horn.
The Earth Demon assumed it had missed and withdrew its sword before spitting it out again. This time, Pan Yuhang did not dodge. During the more than ten days Lu Yang had spent refining the Celestial Punisher, he had already become familiar with his body.
The skin on his chest was only slightly softer than the horns growing from his arms. When divine power gathered on his skin, its toughness was no different from those horns.
Pan Yuhang used the skin-hardening spell he had learned from the Ancient God Race in the Arctic Wasteland. The Battle Form Art flowed extremely smoothly through the Desolate Celestial Race body. In an instant, the skin on his chest hardened like a horn.
"Clang!"
A crisp collision rang out as the long sword spat from the Earth Demon's mouth struck Pan Yuhang squarely in the chest. It failed to pierce even a fraction of an inch.
The Earth Demon was stunned, and Pan Yuhang was equally shocked. Though he had known the result in theory, seeing it truly happen left him utterly shaken.
"The Ancient God Race's Battle Form Art combined with Desolate Celestial Race bloodlines is truly too powerful!" Pan Yuhang