Su Fan took a deep breath. Sneaking in was impossible now.
He had already destroyed four Starry Sky Gates in the Netherworld Realm in succession. They had long since figured him out.
There was no chance of taking any more shortcuts.
So now, Su Fan could only fight head-on. He would charge straight in—using a method with absolutely no technical finesse.
With that thought, Su Fan sent a thought to that Big Shot from the Witchcraft School Upper Realm.
"Senior, let's begin..."
The moment his thought was sent out, a Blood-red Light Pillar descended from the sky and enveloped him.
Dense blood aura immediately spread around Su Fan, while countless blood-red witch patterns surfaced all over his body,
Then came a booming bang.
Centered around him, a blood-red witch formation spanning several hundred zhang took shape.
The aura around Su Fan began to surge rapidly as well. In the blink of an eye, his cultivation had risen to the late Void Refining Stage.
Thick black mist boiled up and spread around him. His body gradually grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached several hundred zhang in height.
Countless fine black scales surged madly from his Demonic Body, continuously drilling out from every corner and erupting with terrifying power.
"Crack... crack..."
Jagged bone spurs forced their way out from every joint, while plates of rough armor formed over his vital areas.
The thick strands of hair on his enormous, hideous head—originally splayed out like steel wires, each as thick as a finger—also transformed into strands as thick as barrels, dangling wildly like vines.
The densely packed vines nearly reached the ground, making it look as though his Demonic Body were wearing a cloak.
"Ao Wu..."
Su Fan threw back his head and let out a