Fusion of Primal Demonic Power

Demonic qi surged as Seventh King Hall stood upon the void. The savage Demon Emperor Armor on his body gleamed with a cold metallic luster, while a bloodthirsty ferocity spread from him.

That terrifying pressure made everyone's hearts seem to beat faster.

The Dragon Kun Phantom circled around Lin Langtian, ancient dragon roars and Kun cries resounding through the air. Within his pupils, one black and one silver, an especially eerie sight emerged.

Bang!

Lin Langtian shot forth once more, both fists swinging out and transforming directly into enormous golden thunder dragon claws that savagely blasted toward Seventh King Hall.

Yet, in the face of Lin Langtian's ferocious assault, a trace of mockery passed through Seventh King Hall's eyes.

His body did not move in the slightest, allowing the dragon claw attack, powerful enough to level mountains, to slam heavily against him.

Clang! Clang!

Clear metallic sounds erupted. Seventh King Hall's body remained perfectly still, and not even the slightest mark was left upon the Demon Emperor Armor covering his body.

He looked at Lin Langtian with an indifferent smile, the ridicule in his eyes growing increasingly intense. Then, he extended a finger likewise covered in Black Armor and pointed through the air.

Swoosh.

A beam of demonic light shot directly from his fingertip, instantly tearing apart the golden thunder dragon claw that contained all of Lin Langtian's strength.

"If this is all you can do..." Seventh King Hall said with a smile. Then, a figure suddenly shot toward him.

One of Lin Langtian's arms had taken on a liquid-like form. Thunder light flickered within the flowing liquid, Space Distortion twisted around it, black light condensed, and three Ancient Runes could faintly be seen rising and falling within.

"How fascinating. Two people actually possess the exact same three Ancestral Talismans,