Blessing in disguise, God-Demon Hegemonic Body

Although he was in a spirit state, the palm strike that Hua Qiang delivered was still earth-shattering.

[Blockade • Cage]

In order not to harm his son's fragile soul, and not to let the aftershocks of the fight damage his brain.

Hua Qiang first used his ultimate move to seal off this entire area.

Even if the fighting continues unabated, the son will remain unharmed.

Of course, he had another purpose: since God had given his son such a great gift, he naturally wanted to accept it on his son's behalf.

The Demon Ancestor felt a chill run down his spine, for he sensed that this world had been sealed off.

Given his weakened state of spirit, it would be difficult for him to escape this prison.

What does the other party want? Do they want me to imprison and kill myself?

You're overthinking it.

He rushed towards Hua Qiang, simultaneously forming a hand seal, and instantly a dark spear appeared in his hands, which he thrust towards Hua Qiang's outstretched hand.

Hehehehe!

The Demon Ancestor let out a chilling laugh, and the dark spear in his hand suddenly erupted with an extremely evil aura.

On the gun, eerie runes appeared and disappeared, as if countless wronged souls were struggling and roaring within them.

"Boy, taste the power of my [Bone-Adhering Candle-Heart Stab]!"

With a furious roar from the Demon Ancestor, the spear, like a black venomous snake, pierced towards Hua Qiang's outstretched hand with incredible speed.

Wherever the spear tip passed, the air seemed to be sliced by a sharp blade, making a "sizzling" sound, and black vortexes of airflow were created in the process.

Hua Qiang's expression was solemn. Although the opponent's Soul Power was weak, he was still Immortal Venerable Realm cultivator, and he dared not underestimate him.

Since they were able to cultivate to such a high level, they must not be easy to associate with, and they must have their own unique methods.

Golden Spiritual Power surged around his palm, forming a huge golden palm print that rushed towards the spear with overwhelming force.

Just as the two were about to collide, the entire space seemed to freeze.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar erupted, like a bomb exploding between the two.

A powerful airflow spread wildly outwards from the point of impact, creating layers of ripples and vibrations, and Xun Wind suddenly arose, raging and howling.

Hua Qiang turned to look at the place where his son's soul was located, and seeing that it had not been affected in the slightest, he felt much more at ease.

The Demon Ancestor's spear and Hua Qiang's golden palm print were locked in a stalemate, with the black evil energy and golden Spiritual Power eroding and fighting each other.

The power of the [Bone-Adhering Candle-Heart Stab] was indeed extraordinary; the spear trembled continuously, attempting to break through the golden palm print's defense.

That chilling power seemed to be drilling into Hua Qiang's bones through his arm.

Hua Qiang shouted, channeling his Spiritual Power to its limit. The golden palm print shone brightly, suppressing the black runes on the spear until they were dull and lifeless.

Upon seeing this, the Demon Ancestor's eyes flashed with panic. He tried to pull back his spear, but found that it seemed to be tightly locked by a powerful force.

Hua Qiang smiled faintly and said, "It's only polite to reciprocate. You stabbed me with a gun, so you'll take a palm strike in return!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his palm, and the golden palm print, carrying the power of the spear, pushed back towards the Demon Ancestor like a surging wave.

Unable to withstand the powerful backlash, the Demon Ancestor was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Hua Qiang pressed his advantage, his figure following closely behind the flying Demon Ancestor like a ghost. His speed was so fast that the strong wind he generated howled, and the surrounding air was thrown into chaos.

His eyes burned with a fierce fighting spirit, and every step he took seemed to shatter the earth.

Before the Demon Ancestor even landed, Hua Qiang's attacks poured down like a torrential rain.

Hua Qiang raised his palm high, golden Spiritual Power gathering in his palm, its light dazzling. Then he slammed it out, compressing the air instantly and making a series of loud "bang" sounds.

This palm strike, carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, rushed towards the chest of the Ancestor Yuan Mo.

The Ancestor Yuan Mo was flustered, knowing the power of this palm strike, and dared not relax in the slightest.

He strained to hold the dark spear horizontally in front of him, the runes on the spear lighting up again, releasing black evil energy in an attempt to block Hua Qiang's attack.

"Boom!"

The two collided violently, and the enormous impact sent the already unstable body of the Ancestor Yuan Mo flying backward once more.

But Hua Qiang's offensive continued, and his left palm struck out immediately. The golden palm print drew an arc in the air and crashed towards Ancestor Yuan Mo like a golden meteor.

Ancestor Yuan Mo gritted his teeth, his spear moving rapidly to form a black defensive barrier in front of him.

The black evil energy and the golden Spiritual Power collided, producing a sharp friction sound and sparks flying everywhere.

With each block, the Ancestor Yuan Mo felt a sharp pain in his arm, and his tiger's mouth was also cracked, with blood flowing down the spear.

However, Hua Qiang remained relentless. With a light step, he pressed forward again, striking out with alternating palm strikes, his attacks as fierce and relentless as a storm.

The Ancestor Yuan Mo could only retreat while desperately blocking with his spear.

His body felt unsteady and his breathing became rapid, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

The two figures moved swiftly across the battlefield, sometimes intersecting, sometimes separating.

Bang bang bang!

Hua Qiang's attacks became faster and stronger, while the Ancestor Yuan Mo's defensive strength gradually weakened, making him appear extremely strained.

That already fragile soul became increasingly faint, like a candle flickering in the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment.

The more Ancestor Yuan Mo fought, the more alarmed he became. This opponent seemed to be on steroids, growing stronger with each battle.

Both are in a spirit state, so why is there such a big difference between them?

This is truly bizarre!

Where did this freak come from?

How could such a being be allowed in the Lower Realm?

What about the Heavenly Dao Will? Is it blind?

Or was this guy neglecting his duties at work and wandering off somewhere?

Yuanmo Laozu was caught off guard and was hit squarely by Hua Qiang, suffering a sudden injury and falling to the ground.

Hua Qiang followed closely, grabbed him in one go, and then pulled hard.

They crushed him to pieces.

Before the Ancestor Yuan Mo could even utter a miserable cry, he was turned into energy particles and scattered in Hua Xiaoyao's mind.

Hua Qiang made a hand seal, grabbing the Life God Tree and having it absorb all the energy emitted by the Ancestor Yuan Mo, which was then fed back into Hua Xiaoyao's small soul body.

The next moment, Hua Xiaoyao's soul figure seemed to be irrigated by rain, desperately absorbing and growing stronger, and faintly emitting black and golden light.

The black and gold light gradually merged together, creating an extreme and chilling aura.

After that, the powerful force spread throughout his body.

His veins, bones, flesh, skin, and everything else were all nourished by this force.

In the end, his entire body emitted a blackish-golden glow.

After all of these were absorbed by the body, Hua Qiang was pleasantly surprised to find that his son had actually achieved the God-Demon Hegemonic Body.