Fang Chen's Dharma Form struggled within the net, beset by danger on every side.
The Savage Bull Demon Emperor's Giant Hammer smashed into its left shoulder, crushing it inward. The phantoms of the Spacetime Chains shattered, and Fang Chen's left arm fell limp. His Dharma Form's movements slowed at once.
The Lizard Mountain Demon Emperor seized the opening. His Demonic Spear pierced the Dharma Form from behind, its Spear Tip emerging through the chest and puncturing the core of its energy. Fang Chen's body jolted. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and the Dharma Form's light flickered as though it might collapse at any moment.
The Colorful-Wing Demon Emperor swept her Demonic Sword across its back, shearing away half the phantom Nine-Colored Wings. The Dharma Form's mobility plunged; it could no longer dodge as nimbly as before.
Fang Chen's Dharma Form was a lone skiff amid towering waves, liable to capsize at any moment.
But he would not fall.
Whenever the Dharma Form neared collapse, the Floating Immortal Sword unleashed an even fiercer Devouring Power, forcibly plundering energy from the Demonic Shadow's attacks to repair the Dharma Form and heal Fang Chen.
Through that cycle of grave injury and recovery, his aura climbed slowly but steadily.
"He's toying with us!"
The Savage Bull Demon Emperor roared in his booming voice, Demonic Qi seething around his four horns.
The Colorful-Wing Demon Emperor's expression was grim as well.
She was a master of Illusion Arts, and her greatest skill was disrupting an enemy's senses until they could no longer tell where an attack was truly coming from.
Yet her Illusion Arts had no effect on Fang Chen.
The moment her Illusion Arts motes approached his Dharma Form, an invisible field warped and deflected them, even sending them rebounding toward her.
He had not