Suppressing the Four Demons

The Eight-Eyed Spider was covered in wounds. Its entire body glowed as vast amounts of mana poured out continuously, yet the recovery was painfully slow. The immortality of the Divine Power Realm seemed to have lost its effect, and blood kept flowing.

The wounds inflicted by the Slaughter Immortal Sword intent continuously wore away at it, grinding down both its flesh and primordial spirit.

The most serious injuries were undoubtedly its severed forelegs. Both legs had been cut off, sword intent interweaving across the wounds. Rather than healing, its injuries were worsening.

Facing that terrifying sword intent, the Eight-Eyed Spider mobilized its mana and drove the innate scriptures within its body, continuously wearing it down and expelling it.

Only after quite a while did it manage to drive out Li Su's sword intent and restore its flesh.

"How could he be this strong?"

Its face was pale, shock spilling from its pupils. It had known this would not be an easy deal, that a careless step could capsize the boat in a gutter, but it had never expected its opponent to be this powerful!

Because of the ancient demon blood, it had begun to transform. Ten eyes had emerged atop its head, raising its strength by a full thirty percent or so compared to before—yet it had nearly been severely wounded by a single sword strike?

Indeed, a large part of that exchange had been because it had not expected him to possess spatial means, leaving it caught off guard.

But in terms of raw strength, there was no doubt that it had been surpassed. Especially that sword intent—what kind of sword intent was that? How could it be so terrifying? Even its eight-colored spider silk could not withstand it and had been ground away by the sword intent.

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