"You wanted me to grow flesh and blood through this method, then devour me with a secret art! What a clever scheme!" The Corpse Demon King snorted coldly, and thick clouds of corpse qi immediately rose around him.
The corpse qi condensed into blades. They didn't attack Lu Yang—instead, they swooped down and struck the Corpse Demon King himself, one blade after another!
Shing, shing, shing!
Above the void, countless blades of Saber Qi rose and fell across the Corpse Demon King's body.
Moments later, all the flesh and sinew that had only recently grown over his lustrous bones had been shaved away by his own blades of corpse qi.
Without that flesh to support him, the Corpse Demon King's aura kept plummeting. His strength fell from the peak of the ninth rank of the King level to its early stage.
After doing all this, the Corpse Demon King grew terribly weak.
Yet at that moment, the overwhelming impulse in his heart, that desire to return to the womb, finally broke free the instant he destroyed the Blood Demon Scripture from within.
Though the gleaming skull blood crystal in the distant sky still filled him with an intense longing, it could no longer control his mind or sway his decisions.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
But the Red-Eyed Pig Demon King, who was fighting alongside him in the void against Lu Yang, wasn't so lucky.
The Corpse Demon King's true form was a skeleton. Though a secret art had allowed him to grow a little flesh, his own vital blood qi was still relatively thin. The Blood Demon Scripture had little effect on him, so he had been able to awaken to the danger and turn back before it was too late.
The Red-Eyed Pig Demon King, however, was the complete opposite.