Bifrons's Demon God Transformation had already begun to fade. His dark-blood skin was turning deep black again, and his swollen muscles were withering.
Marchosias was not in much better shape. Two of his four wings were badly injured, and the tears in the wing membranes were still oozing blood. The whirlpools of wind and darkness around him were almost invisible now.
"Again! Again!"
There was a trace of impatience in Situ Xuan's voice.
"We're just getting started!"
Before his words had even fallen, his figure vanished from where he stood.
Violent Foot was driven to its limit. The ground beneath his feet exploded into a deep crater, and broken stones and dust sprayed backward. He was so fast that not even an afterimage could be seen; only a piercing sonic boom remained in the air.
Marchosias's purple eyes suddenly contracted. He could sense Situ Xuan approaching, but his eyes could not keep up with that speed at all. His body instinctively took a step back, and he held the Wind Demon Spear across in front of him. At the spear tip, a shield woven from wind and darkness condensed.
Too slow.
Situ Xuan's figure appeared above Marchosias's head. His right palm was raised high overhead, and black Malevolent Qi gathered madly in his palm. That Malevolent Qi spun, compressed, and swelled in his palm, finally transforming into a lifelike black tiger.
The black tiger's eyes were dark red. Its mouth was wide open, revealing a full set of sharp teeth, and a tiger's roar exploded from his palm, shaking the surrounding air until it trembled.
Tiger Palm Suppresses the World.
The second form of the Black Heart Evil Palm. Both palms struck together, crashing down like Mount Tai, capable of shattering mountains.
That palm descended from the sky, its palm