The molten Demonic Fire was branded into the Spirit Devouring Saint King's vicious demonic eyes, now a hundred zhang wide. In an instant, a blood lotus suddenly bloomed in fury.
Yet just as that blood lotus bloomed to its limit, its sharply defined petals rapidly softened and rotted under the scorching fumes of the molten Demonic Fire, until they were melted, devoured by the Demonic Fire, and fused into one.
As the blood lotus deep in his eyes dissolved and decayed, merging with the Demonic Fire, a malicious blood wind instantly filled the entire world. Facing the two emperors who were about to kill their way to him, the Spirit Devouring Saint King was wrapped in blood wind, demonic lightning, and Demonic Fire, the three weaving together and making all things in the world tremble.
This sudden change in aura made their gazes tighten, yet neither of them had the slightest intention of weakening their attacks. Instead, they intensified the power condensed in their palms, determined to decide victory with one strike.
In the Spirit Devouring Saint King's eyes, molten flames replaced his original pupils, turning them into an empty, bizarre color. The overflowing Demonic Fire turned into glaring tear tracks.
In the blink of an eye, the aura of heaven and earth suddenly changed. That obscure intuition from moments ago, as though the temperature were gradually rising, as though an invisible flame were spreading through the air, came to an abrupt halt in this very instant.
That earthshaking battle between Dou Di drew countless people to watch with unease. Yet just as it seemed these two Dou Di were about to completely annihilate the chaotic, filthy Demonic Shadow before them, the scorching aura between heaven and earth vanished without a trace.
Brilliant yet eerie colors danced and rose, instantly