A surging Ancient Demon aura swept across the Crime Hall. Its cold, sinister power washed over everyone, tearing open the wounds of many Grand Academicians.
The Ancient Squid King's body was now two full sizes thicker. Black markings covered his entire body, and exceedingly faint black mist drifted from him. He was incomparably evil, like the lord of myriad demons descending.
"We're finished..."
Terror flashed across nearly every Grand Academician's face. Even when suppressed by bloodmang power, the Ancient Squid King had been at least equivalent to an ordinary Demon King at his peak. Now that he had absorbed ancestral emperor's power, he was likely far stronger than ordinary Demon Kings, reaching the level of a Sage-Son Demon King.
"This feels so good." The Ancient Squid King closed his eyes and tilted his head back, breathing deeply, an intoxicated expression spreading across his face.
The Grand Academicians looked toward Fang Yun and found that his head was still lowered. They had no idea what he was doing.
Wei Huangan keenly noticed that Fang Yun seemed somewhat different from before. Logically, however quickly Fang Yun recovered, he could not outpace the damage inflicted by the punishment. His injuries should have grown worse and worse, like those of the other Grand Academicians. Yet over the past few days, Fang Yun's injuries seemed to have returned to how they had been during his first few days in the Crime Hall.
"What a pity. Perhaps with a few more days, Void Sage Fang would find a way, but now... Ah..." Wei Huangan let out a long sigh. Then resolve flashed in his eyes, and he looked toward Mo Yao, killing intent surging.
"Ha ha ha..."
After laughing several times, the Ancient Squid King sent his ten tentacles toward the three Ancient Demon Kings. They