Deep in the collapsed pit, the Cloud-Treading Beast had returned to his original form, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Who exactly are you?" the Cloud-Treading Beast demanded, unwilling to accept defeat.
"The man who'll send you on your way..." Shen Luo chuckled, finally giving him an answer.
With that, he plunged downward, thrusting the Zhenhai Refined Iron Rod straight down like a spear.
"Since you've driven me this far, we'll die together!" A vicious gleam flashed in the Cloud-Treading Beast's eyes as he roared.
He turned his hand over and produced an oval fruit, pitch-black and radiating dense demonic aura. He stuffed it into his mouth and bit through it, black juice instantly flooding his teeth and cheeks.
The next moment, he shot up from the ground. His skin seemed to split, fissures like cracks in a tortoise shell appearing all over his body. Dense demonic aura poured from them, spreading into the surroundings and staining even the earth pitch-black.
Shen Luo abruptly halted his thrust. Looking closely, he discovered that all the Cloud-Treading Beast's wounds had healed, and his aura had surged, becoming far stronger than before.
While he was still wondering in alarm, the fully demonized Cloud-Treading Beast suddenly threw back his head and roared. A torrent of dense black light gushed from his mouth and reached Shen Luo in an instant.
Unable to dodge in time, Shen Luo could only raise the Zhenhai Refined Iron Rod to block it.
With a bang, Shen Luo's arm went numb. When he looked at the spot where the Zhenhai Refined Iron Rod had been struck, he found it stained a deep black.
What powerful corrosive force...
Slightly startled, Shen Luo gripped the rod in one hand and gave it a fierce shake. Golden light blazed from the weapon, scattering the