High up in the sky, the great battle had just begun. The two figures suddenly erupted with a series of heart-palpitating, peerlessly powerful attacks whose world-destroying energy fluctuations caused the entire Thunder Pool Divine Palace to tremble violently, as though it might shatter completely at any moment.
After a round of exchanges, although both had traded blows without a clear victor, they remained completely unscathed. They instinctively pulled back to stand on opposite sides, their gazes fixed on each other with vigilant intensity.
There was still a gap in strength between them, yet faced with the reckless, suicidal Demon Power of Demon Xiao Yan, the Dark Demon had no choice but to turn grave.
Although his own strength was formidable, the chaotic forces within his body were a grade inferior to the demonic power. If he wanted to completely slay this demon, he had no choice but to use his true trump card.
What kind of bizarre power is hidden inside this demon's body?
Why is it that even the chaotic forces within me cannot handle it?
The Seventh-fold Samsara Demonic Tribulation is still too strong. If I had succeeded in the tribulation, how could I have ended up in this wretched state?
A crazed and ferocious smile hung across the Dark Demon's face as he stared at Xiao Yan, his tongue flicking out slightly. His greed for the Demon Power knew no bounds.
The Demon Power was far too mysterious. Once he could devour it, the Seventh-fold Samsara Tribulation would no longer be a problem.
As long as he broke through the seventh-fold tribulation, he would be able to fuse the myriad chaotic forces within his body. When that time came, whether in raw strength or combat prowess, he would surge forward by a massive margin.
The Eighth Evil