True Form Appears, Heart Demon's Demand

"The power of tribulation is useless against me!" Ren Xiantian's body shuddered, and a tombstone emerged above him, pressing down in suppression.

"My origins stretch far into antiquity. I have endured layer upon layer of tribulations, neither living nor dying. How could you possibly be my opponent?"

He suddenly struck with his palm, pushing through the air. In an instant, vast, epic demonic qi billowed forth like an ocean.

Boundless azure qi filled heaven and earth, transforming into an endless river of Daoist arts that bore down upon him. At this moment, he seemed less like a demon and more like a scholar who commanded literary brilliance.

The protective astral qi around Ling Xiao's body shook violently under the pressure and soon shattered into fragments.

Under the crushing weight, Ling Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood.

"War God Pillar! War God Holds Up Heaven!"

With a wild roar, a pillar of light shot up from Ling Xiao's body. The long-accumulated War God Pillar suddenly appeared, like a ray of sacred evolution, enveloping him.

At once, boundless power flooded into his body. Ling Xiao slowly straightened his back and threw a punch, shattering the river of righteous qi.

Immediately afterward, a golden beam shot out from between his brows. He had mobilized his spiritual power, intending to catch his enemy off guard.

Ren Xiantian seemed to have anticipated this long ago. A supreme treasure flew from between his brows and blocked the soul attack.

"You are... that madman, Ling Xiao?"

Watching his opponent's endlessly varied methods of attack, linking them together, and recalling the rumors from before, Ren Xiantian suddenly had a flash of insight. Everything became clear, and he finally recognized Ling Xiao's identity.

"What? Ling Xiao!"

When the demons who had rushed over heard those words, their faces