Like many savage beasts, members of the Giant Demon Race could only unleash their full strength after revealing their true forms. And using Demonic Flame consumed a tremendous amount of energy, so Mo Ye had not done so. Forced into a corner, he had instead brought out his divine artifact armor.
But the armor couldn't cover Mo Ye's entire body. Mo Yu used his movement technique to keep striking him, wounding him all the same. Blood streamed from Mo Ye's body, soaking his armor. The sight was utterly brutal.
Even after bringing out the armor, Mo Ye still had little to show for it. He roared in fury, finally realizing that those wounds were no ordinary injuries. As he felt his strength ebbing away, shock and rage surged through him.
"By my estimate, in another half an hour to an hour, Mo Ye will be exhausted from losing too much blood. Then Big Brother will be able to capture him alive." Mo Yan's eyes glittered with excitement. "Winning the contest between our realms is one thing, but defeating the Giant Demon Race is an even greater honor for the Mo Family. Grandfather will be overjoyed when he hears about this."
"Hee-hee, Father is amazing, just like Little Uncle." Mo Lei smiled brightly, gazing at Mo Yu with undisguised admiration.
Perhaps realizing that he was bound to lose if things continued this way, Mo Ye clenched his teeth. With a thought, thick flames billowed around his entire body. They were pitch-black, much like Li Yang's Dark Flame after his breakthrough. What was shocking was that wherever the flames passed, the void seemed to warp, as if it were about to catch fire.
"T-this flame seems to be based on the essence of his blood, unleashed through a natural secret art." Golden