What method could be used to contend against an enemy whose vital energy had surged tenfold?
It seemed the only option was to come as close to the opponent as possible on the level of raw power.
Yet to gain more, one had to pay more—this was what it meant to take a desperate risk!
With a thought, Jiang Dali's expression hardened. His eyes swiftly darkened into pure black as he entered the absolutely rational and calm state of Absolute Ruthlessness.
Then, gripping the jade-green hilt of the Dali Fire Qilin Saber with both hands, one after the other, he abruptly raised its crimson, flame-like blade vertically before his brow.
As the sharp, scorching blade aligned before his eyes, Jiang Dali's gaze became as keen as swords. It stabbed toward Xiong Ba, while an immense and violent saber aura surged toward him like wind and thunder.
His breathing also swiftly became even and prolonged.
Each breath sounded like the howling wind, audible from near and far. In the blink of an eye, as the Dali Fire Qilin Saber flashed with an eerie light, a powerful Evil Qi assailed his heart, and his mind entered the realm of demons.
"Demon Luo."
Level 10 Demonic Intent rapidly condensed. Demonic qi surged wildly from the Fengfu acupoint, instantly coursing through the Ren and Du Meridians and climbing into his brain.
The world before Jiang Dali's eyes instantly turned gray.
Everything around him seemed to slow down. Even the flow of time appeared different from before, while frenzied, unruly, bloodthirsty, and cold demonic thoughts rapidly magnified within his heart.
Intense demonic nature surged and roared, driving the true qi within his body into a boiling frenzy and wildly amplifying it.
Purple light blazed from Jiang Dali's eyes. His tousled black hair drifted in the