Who Says a Spiritless Can't Cultivate?
Chapter 938

The Fall of the East Sea Dragon King

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But the moment Fang Chen struck, his sword plunged into the Silver Sea Demon Saint's body. Gravely wounded, the Silver Sea Demon Saint writhed in pain.

Fang Chen called to Ao Xuan, "Senior Ao Xuan, leave this one to me. Go deal with the other devils!"

"All right!"

With Fang Chen taking on the Silver Sea Demon Saint, Ao Xuan could rest easy. He immediately broke away to fight the other Devil Race experts.

The hilt of the Floating Immortal Sword had latched onto the Silver Sea Demon Saint's right hand. He could neither pull his hand free nor draw the sword from his body.

The Floating Immortal Sword was like a bottomless pit, ravenously devouring the Silver Sea Demon Saint's power.

Fang Chen watched from a distance. Even if the Silver Sea Demon Saint wanted to blow himself up, he had no chance of getting close.

Despair gripped the Silver Sea Demon Saint. He had never imagined this human would be so terrifyingly strong. Not only had their Heavenly Demon Seven Kill Formation failed to trap Fang Chen, but the sword in the human's hand was so strange that, once it pierced his body, he could not pull it out.

"Bzz, bzz, bzz..."

The Floating Immortal Sword trembled without cease. Its Devouring Power grew stronger, and the Sword Intent it unleashed grew ever more domineering. Under its assault, the Silver Sea Demon Saint's soul suffered wound after wound.

"Argh! Bastard! I refuse to die like this!"

The Silver Sea Demon Saint roared and beat the silver wings on his back. The terrifying energy they unleashed whipped up a violent storm around him.

Fang Chen sent the Heaven Refining Furnace hurtling toward the Silver Sea Demon Saint.

Boom!

Unable to dodge, the Silver Sea Demon Saint took the full blow

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