The Demon Eye Heavenly King's skin was not pitch-black, but bright crimson, every muscle fiber clearly defined.
Its savage, sinister aura was several times stronger than that of an ordinary Ancient War God.
The pupil of his left eye was golden. On closer inspection, it was composed of countless golden runes, while the sclera was blood-red, like a pool of blood.
It seemed to be the filthiest thing in the world; wherever its gaze fell, that place would be contaminated.
As this crimson, eight-armed demonic body was born, an overwhelming pressure swept in all directions like ocean tides.
"Is this the power the Demon God bestowed upon you?" Fear Heavenly King habitually touched his ear, though the silver earring was no longer there, and mocked, "You temporarily gained the power and laws of a demigod—a one-use consumable. It seems the gods merely see you as trash to be discarded after use."
Though this power and the authority of a demigod were on the same level, their natures were entirely different.
Like a porcelain cup and a paper cup: the former could be used repeatedly, while the latter was thrown away after one use.
Demon Eye Heavenly King stared at him coldly. "As long as it can kill you!"
His voice was harsh and coarse, carrying a powerful force of Bewitchment that sent the mind into chaos upon hearing it.
In the distance, Fu Qingyang, who was regenerating his body, immediately suffered a disruption in his aura. Streams of spiritual power turned into sword qi and scattered in every direction.
He had no choice but to retreat, widening the distance.
It was not that Demon Eye Heavenly King's rank or strength exceeded Fear Heavenly King's, but rather that "Bewitchment" was the rule power controlled by Demon Eye, while Fear controlled the