At this moment, he had already unleashed his strongest offensive technique, yet he still failed to break Demon Ancestor Mingsheng's defenses.
He was horrified. Demon Ancestor Mingsheng's strength exceeded all imagination.
"Ant!"
Demon Ancestor Mingsheng shouted coldly, extending his other hand to seize Dao Lord Taichu by the chest.
Then he yanked forward with force.
"Rip!"
He tore off one of Dao Lord Taichu's arms outright.
"Hiss!"
The crowd gasped sharply. Watching the brutal scene, they trembled with fear.
One of Dao Lord Taichu's arms had been violently torn off, blood dripping everywhere in a horrifying sight.
"You actually dared to destroy my arm!"
Dao Lord Taichu roared.
His left arm trembled, and the golden divine sword shone. As he activated his Magic Seal, his left arm became crystal-clear in an instant.
"Clang..."
A faint sword cry rang out, as though the golden divine sword possessed a spirit of its own.
"Buzz!"
A terrifying sword light burst forth and slashed toward Demon Ancestor Mingsheng.
"Ant, you're courting death!"
Demon Ancestor Mingsheng's gaze turned cold as he barked.
At the same time, he flashed away and evaded the sword light.
Although Dao Lord Taichu had injured Demon Ancestor Mingsheng, defeating him was simply impossible.
"Haha, good! This is exhilarating!"
Dao Lord Taichu's eyes gleamed brightly. He took a step forward and vanished from where he stood, charging at Demon Ancestor Mingsheng once more.
"Whoosh!"
Dao Lord Taichu swung his sword at Demon Ancestor Mingsheng again.
"Ant, you're courting death! Today, I'll refine you into a puppet!"
Demon Ancestor Mingsheng's eyes were ice-cold as terrifying demonic energy erupted from within him, sweeping across heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
Then an even more terrifying aura erupted from his body. His figure grew a thousand zhang taller, his muscles knotted, his head enormous, and armor