Demon Master Kunpeng suddenly erupted, revealing his true form in full: his twin wings blotted out the sky, his body stretched ten thousand zhang long, towering like an ancient mountain range rising from the earth. His crushing aura rolled forth, bone-chilling cold, while dark green demonic clouds coiled around him, churning like an enraged sea. His baleful qi condensed into substance, whipping the void until it hummed and trembled.
An ink-black long sword hovered at his side. Lightning flashed across it as it suddenly slashed out—
Clang!
Metal crashed against metal, sparks scattering, yet the Demon God had not even lost a corner of his robe!
"This kind of fleshly shell... is actually no weaker than the ancient Witch Clan!"
Kunpeng was slightly awed, secretly astonished by the sturdiness of the other's body.
"Chi—"
He opened his mouth and spat out a faint green flame that quietly floated into the air. Its core was dim and shadowy, its edges shining with bone-eroding azure radiance—this was the "Bone-Corroding Flame," once used specifically to refine Witch bodies. It broke body-tempering arts and defiled one's Primordial Spirit.
The flame trembled lightly, as if possessed of intelligence. It drifted slowly through the void, then abruptly transformed into a jade streak, tearing through the sky, and pounced directly at a Demon God who stood dazed and distracted!
In an instant, before that Demon God could even cry out, his body collapsed like a tower of sand, rustling into ashes that scattered away with the wind.
"This flame is wicked!"
The pupils of the other Demon Gods locked in fierce battle Contracted. Killing intent surged within them as they all raised their heads, their gaze like knives fixing upon Kunpeng Above the Nine Heavens.
"Oh? Have I angered a pack of boors?"
The corner of Kunpeng's