Consecutive Kills

At that moment, Xu Yi's body had become horrifying beyond compare, but the injuries within were just as severe.

The immense destructive force caused by repeatedly transforming with four Demon Transformation Pills had been repaired by Leaking Pills, Precious Medicine, and top-grade pills, but the restorative power had finally run out before the destructive force.

Now all the medicinal power had been exhausted. His second transformation was complete. His bones, flesh, hair, and organs had all become far stronger than any human could imagine, but the final wave of destructive force had burst all twelve meridians.

In other words, Xu Yi's sinews and meridians had been utterly destroyed.

And yet, even in this state, he had never before felt such an inexplicably surging power flowing through his entire body, as if a single punch could shatter the heavens and earth.

Just as Xu Yi stood proudly, the world changed once more. Vast banks of dark clouds formed in an instant, far denser than those that had appeared when the Nine Heavens True Dragon Sword was born.

Wang Xuanji had been staring at Xu Yi's terrifying demonic form in utter disbelief. Suddenly, he realized what was happening. When he looked at Xu Yi again, his eyes were filled with an even deeper incredulity.

The demonic form alone had stirred the heavens and produced a cloud tribulation even more terrifying than the one for the Nine Heavens True Dragon Sword. It was practically a challenge to everything Wang Xuanji knew.

His confidence, always as steady as a mountain breeze, suddenly crumbled. A thread of fear sprang up in his heart and rapidly spread. He steeled himself, slammed his left palm against his chest, and sent a streak of blood shooting toward the giant sword. Bathed in the thick blood, brimming with vitality,