Demonic Entity?

Chen Wang roared, and the blood qi throughout his body surged violently. His entire figure was shrouded in a dense crimson glow.

With a cold sneer, he charged at Situ Fang.

Situ Fang's eyes were likewise filled with madness. In truth, the two were somewhat alike.

Monk Shen Chan, who was dealing with several other experts, was startled again at the sight. His face turned slightly pale.

"Benefactor Chen was already steeped in demonic nature. Could he have been controlled as well?"

At that thought, Monk Shen Chan grew even more anxious.

Chen Wang roared as he charged toward Situ Fang.

Every collision between them carried incomparably violent force.

He and Situ Fang were now locked in a head-on close combat battle.

Situ Fang's divine abilities shifted and changed, and he used the force of his fists and feet to suppress Chen Wang.

Yet Chen Wang's attacks were exceptionally decisive. He seemed to have lost his former composure and strategic control, becoming a terrifying war machine.

Though this left him with far fewer variations, its advantage was that its simplicity made it powerful enough.

Chen Wang's fists grew even fiercer as they smashed into Situ Fang's body.

Situ Fang's body gradually began to fail under the blows, wisps of black qi seeping out.

The peculiar runes on his body could withstand ancient secret arts like those of the Blood God Son, yet they could not block Chen Wang's purest physical strength.

Chen Wang became more and more exhilarated in battle, his temperament turning increasingly vicious.

But... the strength within him was gradually running short. After all, he had already gone through many battles.

Chen Wang suddenly let out a low roar and began refining the Golden Immortal Grass within his body.

Under normal circumstances, he would never have refined Golden