As the formidable saber move known as Demonic Path Dominance was unleashed, the Supreme that had been lurking within his body—splitting into countless minute forces to wreak havoc and destroy his flesh—was completely dispersed by this saber momentum. Instead, it transformed into rippling violet halos that slowly faded into his flesh and blood, mending his grievous wounds.
This move, Demonic Path Dominance, was likewise driven with the Demonic Saber projection as its core. Its saber momentum took the form of a tornado—eight times eight, sixty-four saber strikes, yet capable of evolving endlessly thereafter. It was a terrifying saber art that crushed opponents with overwhelming, tyrannical force.
Especially with the Demonic Saber projection's blessing, this resplendent Saber Light transformed, after leaving his body, into an incomparably ferocious Black Tiger that pounced toward Meng Zhao.
The Black Tiger was thirty meters long, as massive as a mountain. A horizontal marking resembling the character for king emerged upon its brow, while two black flesh wings sprouted from either side of its waist and abdomen.
It did not seem to have been formed from condensed true qi or True Essence at all, but rather appeared to possess genuine flesh, blood, and soul.
It radiated boundless savagery. When it opened its great maw, its roar became tangible black ripples that battered the void. Then, as it inhaled, an infinite devouring force erupted from its mouth, as if it could swallow heaven and seize earth.
Light flashed in Meng Zhao's eyes. His body swayed, and he directly transformed into an ink-black dragon. With a Divine Dragon Tail Sweep, he charged toward the Black Tiger.
For a time, the mountain-sized Black Tiger and black dragon battled until heaven and earth darkened, the sun and moon lost their light. Across the vast surface of Jade Lake, apart from