Seeing Xiang Yang's aura tower into the heavens, like a divine being descending into the mortal world, Heart Demon and Blood Demon's faces turned livid. Though they appeared as steady as Mount Tai, they were already considering how to escape alive from Xiang Yang's hands.
"So this is the Three Pass Martial Path—a transcendent realm utterly different from all that came before. From this point on, the power of heaven and earth will flow endlessly for my use; spirit reaches the flesh, and even the passage of time can scarcely shake my vitality. So powerful."
Only now did Xiang Yang truly understand how laughable some of his past notions had been. With merely one or two peerless divine arts, one might perhaps attain the combat strength of a Three Pass martial artist, but one could never possess such seemingly inexhaustible, endless endurance in battle.
When the difference in martial arts between two combatants was exceedingly slight, the ability to sustain combat became the crucial factor determining victory. And that was merely the superficial difference—the might of the Three Pass Martial Path went far beyond this.
"Everyone, Xiang Yang's momentum has already been established. If we do not fight with all our strength, I fear we will all become fish on his chopping block."
At this moment, Demon Sword had long ceased to care about his own life and death. Though his heart itched to make a move, he also knew that his own strength could never contend with Xiang Yang's. Thus, he wished to stir the fighting spirit of the other three demons. By joining the strength of all four, perhaps they could glimpse the splendor of the Three Pass Martial Path.
Having spoken, Demon Sword brought together the index and middle fingers of his lowered right hand. Demonic essence