A sinister sneer curled at the corner of Su Fan's mouth. His gaze suddenly sharpened as the Evil Spirit Origin Qi within him began churning wildly, like a volcano dormant for ten thousand years. Roars thundered through his meridians.
The second Yin God inside him suddenly shuddered, and endless gray-black Baleful Intent surged out of his body like a flood breaking through a breached dam.
Everywhere it passed, the surrounding air corroded with a sizzling sound.
In the blink of an eye, Su Fan was tightly wrapped in dense gray-black aura that seemed almost solid. It roiled without end, like ghostly mist from the netherworld, eager to devour the living.
His form twisted and mutated along with it, becoming ever more sinister and grotesque.
His eyes burned crimson like blood aflame. Countless hideous tentacles burst from his body as if breaking through the earth, each covered in barbs. They twisted and tore at the surrounding air, shrieking sharply.
The instant the thought arose, a massive sword, pitch-black from hilt to tip and radiating overwhelming murderous energy, appeared firmly in Su Fan's grasp. Gray-black aura coiled around its blade, causing the void to cave in faintly.
He suddenly raised the black sword high. His gaze turned sharp as a blade, while wisps of gray-black energy frantically gathered and compressed around his fingertips, emitting a deep hum.
"Boom..."
Amid thunderous roaring, a gray-black Sword Aura thousands of zhang long suddenly took shape, carrying the might to destroy heaven and earth as it shot into the sky.
Wherever the gray-black Sword Aura passed, space split open into fine black cracks.
"Bang..."
Su Fan stomped fiercely on the ground. The earth instantly split into enormous spiderweb-like fissures, while countless chunks of stone shot skyward.
Riding the momentum, he himself shot into the heavens like