At that moment, Su Fan's figure hovered high in the sky, his entire body wrapped in an ethereal halo that seemed both divine and immortal.
Yet deep within that halo, a dark, somber demonic intent churned.
This was the final omen before he completely entered a demonic state. His terrifying might was like a dormant volcano, crazily lurking beneath his skin and brewing.
Before it had fully erupted, it had already caused the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy to ripple violently, as if even space were slightly twisting beneath that pressure.
At that moment, his mind had long since fallen into an extreme demonic trance.
His consciousness was swept along by an endless sense of power, as though plunging into a chaotic vortex. A single misstep would mean sinking into eternal damnation, never again escaping the demonic abyss.
"Cough... cough..."
At that moment, two faint yet exceptionally clear coughs exploded almost simultaneously deep within his sea of consciousness.
One came from Old Dragon Li Gao's remnant soul, while the other originated from the Yin God dormant within his body.
The coughs had been as quiet as mosquitoes, but when they fell into Su Fan's sea of consciousness, tainted by demonic intent, they were like the resounding toll of a great bell.
Every syllable carried penetrating power that shattered evil, instantly tearing apart the demonic barrier enveloping his mind.
Su Fan suddenly shuddered, every hair on his body standing on end. Like a drowning man clutching a lifeline, his mind abruptly awoke from that state of Gods and Devils.
He shook his dazed head, and his Spiritual Sense swept subconsciously in every direction.
When he sensed the nearly uncontrollable, violent demonic intent within his body, a bone-deep dread flooded him. Cold sweat poured down his back, soaking his robes.
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