"Bang bang bang!"
The battle high above the sky continued, with the flames of war raging like a peerless, incomparable battlefield. Countless angry roars, accompanied by waves of unusually bloody scents, swept outward.
"Plop!"
"Thump!!"
"Plump!!!"
Demon Xiao Yan was protected by the halo of the clan mark and temporarily unaffected by any force, but the bones all over Xiao Yan's body hummed. With two completely different forces carried on his hands, he brought them closer toward his own chest.
Only Xiao Yan himself knew that this fusion was not like the one previously when fighting Mekal; the power and crisis faced in this fusion were exceptionally heavy!
"Am I going to die..."
"But there are still so many things left unfinished."
"Having worked so hard for so long, clearly able to succeed just one step further, how can I fall down at a time like this!"
"Undying and Immortal!"
"As long as the will in my heart does not perish, I shall be everlasting and immortal!"
"Come back to life for me!"
A fierce, angry roar, magnificent in momentum, gradually burst forth from within the unconscious Demon Xiao Yan. Instantly, Xiao Yan came to his senses once more, and in his hands, the distance between the two completely different forces was now merely a single fist away from being thoroughly fused!
"Holy See... let me show you what true power is."
Having spoken, Xiao Yan paid no heed to the countless scars of all sizes on his body. His figure rose slightly, and within the halo cast backward from the clan mark between his brows, his hands suddenly clenched and drew close. Demon Power and the Holy Flame Soul began to make contact, initiating the fusion!
"Crack!"
"Thump!"
With the intersection of his hands, the dark green Demon Power