"Impossible!"
The Curse-Slaying Demon Saint had practically gone mad. How could it not realize that it had fallen victim to this detestable human's curse, causing inner demons to proliferate and dragging it into a hell of inner demons? The divine power within its body had fallen into disarray, showing signs of cultivation deviation.
It was raging with fury.
It considered itself a master of curse divine abilities, an immortal Demon Saint proficient in such bizarre secret arts—a terrifying existence akin to an ancestor. It had always been the one to plot against and curse others; no one had ever cursed it.
Yet now, this damned human was using its own methods against it, even trying to kill it with curse arts. This was arrogance beyond all bounds.
Never in its life had it seen such a detestable human. Endless fury surged within its heart. At this moment, more than anyone else, it wanted to kill this lowly human.
At the same time, a trace of dread rose in its heart. That black dagger was terrifying beyond measure, countless curse runes condensed together as though forming sin itself, containing a dreadful power of sharpness.
If the human before it had been an immortal Saint rather than a Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty one, that single strike would likely have been enough to obliterate its soul completely.
In other words, if this human continued to grow, he would surely become a great enemy of the Demon Race. Such an ability was simply not something a Lightning Tribulation Realm mortal could possess.
This brat was undoubtedly a peerless monster of the human race.
Boom!
At that thought, the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint formed seals with both hands. It actually chose to self-destruct, its entire body instantly shattering as all the power within it exploded.
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