Fusion of Origin Demon Power

Demonic aura surged as Seventh King Hall stood on empty air. The savage Demon Emperor Armor covering his body gleamed with a cold metallic luster, while a bloodthirsty ferocity spread from him.

That terrifying pressure made everyone's hearts seem to race.

The Dragon Kun Phantom circled Lin Langtian's body as ancient dragon roars and kun howls rang out. Within his pupils, one black and one silver, there was an especially eerie sight.

Bang!

Lin Langtian shot forward once more. As he swung both fists, they transformed directly into enormous Golden Thunder Dragon Claws that smashed furiously toward Seventh King Hall.

Yet, in the face of Lin Langtian's ferocious assault, a trace of mockery flashed through Seventh King Hall's eyes.

He did not move in the slightest, allowing the dragon claw attack, powerful enough to flatten mountains, to crash heavily onto his body.

Clang! Clang!

Clear metallic rings erupted. Seventh King Hall remained utterly unmoved, and not even the slightest mark was left on the Demon Emperor Armor covering his body.

He looked at Lin Langtian with an indifferent smile, the mockery in his eyes growing stronger. Then, he extended a finger likewise covered in black armor and tapped through the air.

Whoosh.

A beam of demonic light shot directly from his fingertip and instantly tore apart the Golden Thunder Dragon Claws that contained all of Lin Langtian's strength.

"If this is all you can do..." Seventh King Hall smiled. Then, a figure suddenly shot toward him in his reflected gaze.

One of Lin Langtian's arms had turned liquid-like. Lightning flickered within the flowing liquid, space twisted, black radiance gathered, and three ancient runes could vaguely be seen rising and falling within it.

"How fascinating. Two people actually possess the exact same three Ancestral Talismans, and can even wield their power