Suddenly, one demonic shadow after another emerged from his body, savage and evil. An extremely violent demonic might spread wildly, and these demonic shadows seemed almost real.
In an instant, the space within several hundred zhang was filled with dense Demonic Intent, as if terrifying Demon Gods were roaring. The waves of sound rolled outward, making the void tremble faintly, as though it could no longer remain stable.
This sudden change left the crowd dumbfounded. One demonic shadow after another stepped out from behind Lin Taichu like a vast army. Their demonic might shook the heavens, and every shadow carried incomparably violent power, as if they could sweep aside all enemies and destroy everything.
"Hiss..." The crowd could not help drawing sharp breaths. They finally understood why Lin Taichu had been so confident.
He was a demonic cultivator himself, cultivating demonic arts. His strength had already reached the peak of the seventh level, only a step away from the eighth. Combined with the power of the demonic path, his attacks alone could rival the combined assault of several eighth-level experts. Even though Mu Qiushan was at the middle stage of the eighth level, he would likely still be at a great disadvantage.
Mu Qiushan's eyes twitched violently. At that moment, he truly understood what a sense of crisis was. This fellow's Soul Power was far too powerful. He even suspected that this demon had concealed his true strength.
Boom, boom, boom...
Deafening explosions rang out as boundless demonic might erupted from Lin Taichu's body. Countless demonic shadows appeared around him, densely packed and covering the sky, stretching endlessly into the distance. This world seemed to have become a kingdom of demons.
Mu Qiushan's gaze froze, his head trembling continuously. His lips parted slightly, and his face looked exceptionally pale.
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