Meng Zhao grasped the Demonic Script in his hand. At first, it was quite easy, but as time passed, the force exerted by the Demonic Script grew ever more immense, and the pressure he faced steadily climbed. He could even faintly sense that this Demonic Script was tending toward dissolving into his flesh.
With a thought, violet divine radiance spread across his entire body. He was like violet divine gold, possessing an Indestructible Diamond Body, impervious to a hundred evils.
He stared at the Demonic Script for a moment. Seemingly understanding the confusion in the two men's hearts, he advised them, "War God Xing Tian cultivated the Divine Demon Dao Fruit. The demonic nature inscriptions recorded upon the Emperor Stele are in truth also a manifestation of his Dao Fruit's demonic art. Thus, they possess their own spirituality and are not ordinary dead objects.
"If all the demonic nature on that Emperor Stele were to merge into one body, then even if Xing Tian himself were not alive, it would still possess fifty percent of his might.
"Fortunately, this demonic nature is weak, and the Xing Tian Dao Fruit it contains is exceedingly faint—not even a hair from nine oxen.
"That is why I can seize it with my bare hands. Yet I can only bind it temporarily; I cannot eliminate it."
As he said this, he turned his gaze toward Gan Mingfeng and Lu Hou'er.
Lu Hou'er already had a demonic nature inscription within his body. If the two were superimposed, they would inevitably have a tremendous effect on him, causing Lu Hou'er to fall into the Demonic Path and become unable to pull himself free. It might even trigger some unforeseen calamity.
Meng Zhao was not worried for the man's safety. Rather, he feared that Xing Tian might