The Dark Beast King, constrained at every turn and nearly mad with Rage, suddenly threw a punch at the staff shadows in midair.
A black fist shadow the size of a palace collided with the mountain-like staff shadows. Yet the expected earth-shattering crash never came. The instant the staff shadows met the black fist shadow, both vanished as though swallowed by the sea.
"The fist shadow also possesses that strange devouring power?" Shen Luo revealed a hint of surprise. Purple lightning flickered around his feet, and he transformed into a bolt of violet lightning once more, darting to the Dark Beast King's side in the next instant.
But the beast abruptly turned to look at him and let out a piercing howl.
A murky black soundwave surged from its mouth. The moment it left its lips, it erupted with a roaring hum like crashing waves and swept toward Shen Luo.
Shen Luo had not expected the beast to react so swiftly, but he did not panic. He reached out and grasped at the air with one hand.
Red light flashed, and a crimson longsword immediately appeared, a Vermilion Bird phantom flickering across its surface. It was the Pure Yang Sword of the Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit.
He gripped the sword with all five fingers and gave his wrist a slight shake. A vast sheet of crimson sword qi poured downward like a mountain of swords, slashing viciously into the black soundwaves...
Yet those black soundwaves, like the earlier fist shadow, possessed a powerful devouring ability. The moment they met the crimson sword qi, great swaths of it vanished at once.
However, the Pure Yang Sword had previously absorbed a massive amount of true magma fire, greatly increasing its power. It released far too much crimson sword qi for the black