Blackscale's serpentine head slammed into the snow. The scales on his forehead shattered and flew, blood streamed down, and demonic energy gushed from his broken horn.
"Impossible! Impossible!"
"You're only in the Half-Step Innate Realm! How could you possibly overpower me?!"
The enormous serpent went berserk, roaring hysterically as he writhed and struggled to pull free.
His massive tail swept in every direction. The nearby Demon Soldiers had no time to dodge.
Before the tail even reached them, its raging demonic energy swept over them and crushed them into a rain of blood.
Yet even that did nothing to quench Blackscale's fury.
He felt he had suffered an unbearable humiliation.
Even after revealing his true form, this brat had broken his horn with a single blow and forced him flat on the ground.
Only tearing the brat apart alive and grinding his bones between his teeth could vent his hatred.
Chen Mu's expression remained calm.
He stepped out of the dust, fire burning in his eyes and blood-colored clouds billowing behind him.
Everyone on the city tower was shaken.
"This..."
"Has Brother Chen staked his life on this too?"
They stared in horror. Before their very eyes, Chen Mu's physique underwent another transformation.
The fierce battle had completely destroyed the clothing on his upper body.
Now he emerged bare-chested, striding through wind and snow, his muscles stacked like mountain stone.
Beneath the lightning patterns, blazing red lines of fire flickered.
Countless streams of lava seemed to flow within him, winding around his body and weaving a net of flame.
He had just opened the second gate of the Tyrant Body Art!
Purgatory Demon Body!
With both gates open, Chen Mu's physique had long since surpassed that of ordinary men.
Now even his most casual step carried the might of lightning