"Crack!"
The Blood Marrow Sword snapped!
"Pfft!"
The Human Skin Drum burst!
"Clang!"
The Nether Lamp went dark!
In the blink of an eye, most of the nine supreme treasures had been destroyed. Only the Nether Ghost Seal had barely managed to block the axe blade.
But a web of cracks had already appeared across the seal. It clearly couldn't hold out much longer.
"Old ghost, you've lost!"
Qin Jiuxiao's beard and hair stood on end as he raised the giant axe again.
"Pfft..."
Old Ancestor Youming spat out a mouthful of black blood, his aura weakening in an instant.
He stared down in disbelief at the hideous wound torn open in his chest by the axe's shockwave. Black blood poured out like a spring, sizzling as it corroded the ground.
"You... You can actually see through the weak points in this old man's treasures?!"
For the first time, this demonic giant who had dominated the Southern Heaven Continent looked utterly incredulous.
"The Formation Dao glimpses Heaven's secrets; the Artifact Dao refines the myriad laws."
Qin Jiuxiao held the Chaos Thunder Axe, lightning patterns swimming around his body like living creatures. "No matter how powerful your treasures are, they can't escape the constraints of Heaven and Earth's laws!"
"Good! Good! Good!"
Old Ancestor Youming suddenly burst into mad laughter. He slammed the battered Nether Ghost Seal into his own chest. "Then let's die together!"
"Boom..."
His body suddenly swelled, transforming into a ten-thousand-zhang-tall flesh-and-blood demon idol. Nine hearts throbbed wildly across its surface.
The demon idol opened its mouth and sucked in. The deathly aura and blood mist on the battlefield, even the shattered fragments of magical treasures, were all swallowed whole!
"Nine Nether Heaven Devouring Art!"
"He's going to detonate his Spirit Transformation Dao Fruit!"
Li Cangqiong's face changed