To Luo Feng, it was clear that Mad Demon was about to unleash greater strength and end this fight.
That eerie, blood-red saber had likely grown through countless killings, just as Mad Demon's name suggested. And so it had. The weapon was called the Mad Demon Blade, while its wielder had risen to prominence over countless corpses. Those who had died beneath its edge were beyond counting.
If Luo Feng's will had not been stronger than Mad Demon's, that murderous aura might have brought him to his knees. A will that had only just undergone Saint Transformation could never have withstood it.
Watching Mad Demon now, Luo Feng realized that even after grasping the mysteries of the Time Origin, he was nowhere near a match for him.
"Is this his true strength? How terrifying!" Luo Feng sucked in a breath.
"Morosa!" Luo Feng called him out.
Luo Feng could have tried to end this fight with the Lie Yuan Technique. But he wanted to test Morosa's strength, and he also wanted to observe a battle between Saint Realm fighters.
Morosa appeared beside Luo Feng, looking stout and honest in Silver Battle Armor. At the moment, he was disguised as an ordinary Saint Realm fighter.
"Saint Realm?" Mad Demon noticed the tall, silver figure beside Luo Feng. So he's had a Saint Realm fighter with him all along. Is that his guard? What sort of background does this human Galaxy have to be assigned a Saint Realm guard?
Thoughts flashed through Mad Demon's mind one after another.
That sudden appearance was not teleportation. The fighter had clearly emerged from a World Ring.
Since when did I, Mad Demon, become so timid? He shook his head, a wild idea taking shape. If this human Galaxy really is some God King's disciple, he must have plenty of treasures. Even if I kill him, the God King behind him might never discover it was me. And if he does, the world is vast. Where couldn't I go? What would I have to fear?
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Mad Demon turned into a dazzling streak of blood-red light and charged at Luo Feng.
Morosa knew what to do. A staff appeared in his hand: Xiaotao, which Luo Feng had obtained from Evil Eye.
Morosa released his World Domain. It was much like a Saint Realm fighter's Chaos Domain, except that it carried a dense aura of destruction. It resembled the Chaos Domain of someone who had comprehended the Destruction Origin, only stronger.
"Come on." Morosa had been itching for a fight. Destruction was in his bones, and he was fiercely combative. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he watched Mad Demon.
Boom!
Morosa, now a streak of silver light, collided with the blood-red streak of Mad Demon.
Morosa's World Domain combined with Luo Feng's Chaos Sea. Together, they were no weaker than Mad Demon's Chaos Domain and even pushed it back a little.
Still, Mad Demon's strength as a Four-Origin Saint Realm fighter was undeniable. Though his domain was suppressed, he held the upper hand against Morosa.
Was he just playing with me earlier? Luo Feng watched Mad Demon fight. His strength was enough to drive Luo Feng to despair.
Morosa was almost entirely on the defensive.
Mad Demon is strong, but Morosa isn't weak either. He can fight him.
Without revealing his true form, Morosa should be at the Third-Origin Saint Realm level. If he fought with everything he had, he could probably climb another tier and reach at least Four-Origin Saint Realm strength. Watching them clash, Luo Feng formed a rough estimate.
Without exposing his true form as a World Beast King, Morosa had to maintain the guise of an ordinary Saint Realm fighter. Naturally, he could not use his full strength—perhaps only sixty to seventy percent of it.
But a World Beast King's defense was monstrously strong. Even Mad Demon, a Fourth Source fighter, would likely struggle to hurt Morosa.
Luo Feng had learned that firsthand long ago.
Back then, Luo Feng had been the strongest in the Universe Ocean. Even with the Star Tower suppressing Morosa and a God King Level Blade Embryo in his hand, he had barely managed to wound him. A World Beast's defense had likely become even more absurd after becoming a king. A Saint level World Beast King could not possibly be harmed by a mere Four-Origin Saint Realm fighter.
Morosa and Mad Demon continued to clash.
Morosa barely needed to spare any attention for defense, guarding himself only when he sensed a threat. His attacks were not much weaker than Mad Demon's, either. He kept trading blows for blows, leaving Mad Demon frustrated despite his advantage.
"Die!" Mad Demon's face twisted as his saber flashed crimson.
"Hmph!"
Morosa showed no fear. He did not even try to block, letting the blood-red blade strike his body. Yet that seemingly razor-sharp blow was like a cut into soft putty. It stretched his entire body to an incredible length but could not sever it.
At the same time, Morosa's staff struck Mad Demon, carrying boundless Destruction Origin Power.
The violent power of destruction seemed to ignore his armor, rapidly consuming Mad Demon's divine body.
They exchanged over ten thousand blows in an instant. Each time, Mad Demon's divine body was worn down a little more. He was nearly beside himself. Each loss was small, but he could not endure it forever.
Morosa clearly felt like a First-Origin Saint Realm fighter, yet his combat strength rivaled a High-tier Third Source fighter. Mad Demon could suppress him completely, but he could not hurt him at all.
Worse, Morosa shamelessly relied on his terrifying defense to trade "injuries" with him.
Mad Demon still held a slight advantage and retained some control of the fight. But he found that he could not get past Morosa to kill Luo Feng.
Morosa stuck to him like glue. Mad Demon could suppress him, but he could not shake him off.
He was unwilling to give up. This human appeared to have quite a background and could withstand Saint Realm attacks, so he surely had many Supreme Treasures. Palace Master Lihua had made him a promise, too. When would he find another opportunity like this?
If only I had a Saint level sealing Palace-type Supreme Treasure. I can't kill him, but I could certainly suppress him. Mad Demon fumed. To him, the silver-armored Saint Realm fighter was like an incredibly elastic lump of putty: unless a blow crossed some threshold of power, it could not hurt him at all.
I'm leaving. Mad Demon did not want to keep fighting. He hated to give up, but there was nothing he could do.
Without looking back, Mad Demon flew in the opposite direction.
"Trying to leave?" Luo Feng was startled to see him turn and flee. His expression hardened. "Morosa, don't let him get away!"
Morosa understood and immediately turned into a streak of silver light in pursuit.
Under the combined suppression of Morosa's World Domain and the Chaos Sea, Mad Demon was a little slower than Morosa. Morosa caught up with ease.
"You want to leave now? Too late!" Morosa swung the Xiaotao staff, now millions of kilometers long, straight at Mad Demon.
"You're asking for death!" Mad Demon grew angrier still.
He could not kill Morosa, but he still held the initiative. Morosa could do nothing to him, either.
This time, he burned his divine power.
Morosa, of course, had also learned the Divine Power Burning Method.
There was a gap in their strength, but it was not enough for either to crush the other outright.
Morosa and Mad Demon clashed again, and this time Mad Demon fought even more ferociously. He could not kill an Eternal True God, and now he could not kill someone who had only comprehended the Destruction Origin. The frustration was eating at him.
Gorgeous blood-red saber light surged and rippled, like bright flowers blooming across the void. Morosa stood amid that sea of flowers. He was unharmed, but he looked somewhat battered.
Luo Feng watched their fight, his eyes shining.
He had comprehended the Destruction Origin, so every one of Morosa's attacks helped him. He also fought with a saber, making Mad Demon's strikes even more valuable to observe. Each cut held the mysteries of the Earth Origin, Wood Origin, and Time Origin, flowing without end yet carrying immense weight.
More importantly, Luo Feng could now understand the mysteries of the Time Origin within Mad Demon's saber art. His strikes were swift and uncanny, with a beauty that seemed to twist time itself.
Luo Feng suspected that without Morosa's abnormal defense, even a Third-Origin Saint Realm fighter of comparable strength would be no match for Mad Demon.
Morosa, keep forcing him to fight, Luo Feng told him through their soul connection.
An opportunity to watch a battle like this was rare. Luo Feng had no intention of letting it end so easily.
Yes, Master.
Morosa pressed the attack, and Mad Demon went utterly berserk, battering him under relentless pressure.
You want a battle of attrition? Let's see how long you last. Mad Demon sneered inwardly. He had learned his lesson. Morosa wanted to trade injuries? He would not oblige. He might be unable to hurt Morosa, but he could keep burning divine power alongside him.
When it came to divine power reserves, Mad Demon refused to believe a First-Origin Saint Realm fighter could outlast him, a Four-Origin Saint Realm fighter.
Besieged by endless saber light, Morosa was pinned down and frustrated. But without Luo Feng's permission, he could not use his full strength.
For now, he had only one priority: keep forcing Mad Demon to make his moves.
Morosa was a World Beast King, not a fool. He used the fight to absorb insights and gradually refine his combat system. Every World Beast King possessed a complete Destruction Origin, but their strength still varied. Only through continued insight and refinement could they grow stronger.
Though suppressed, Morosa kept attacking, never letting Mad Demon pause.
The fight remained deadlocked.
Hours passed, and even Mad Demon felt close to losing his mind.
"Human Galaxy, don't you want to know who wants you dead? I'll tell you if we stop fighting here. Agreed?" Mad Demon sent a voice transmission to Luo Feng. Suppressed by the two domains, he could not break free for the moment.
"Stop fighting?" Luo Feng smiled. "I was thinking the same thing. But I don't need you to tell me. I can find the answer myself."
"Because I'm going to kill you!"
Luo Feng looked at Mad Demon from afar, his eyes sharp as lightning.
"You?" Mad Demon almost laughed.
But then—
The moment a sense of dread stirred in Mad Demon's heart, everything around him seemed to freeze and vanish. Morosa disappeared. The surrounding domains disappeared. All that remained in his vision were the eyes of the human Galaxy, fixed on him.
Those eyes became an enormous planet. It spun rapidly, radiating hazy mist and boundless power.
In an instant, a razor-sharp force of incorporeal will shot from the planet like an arrow loosed from a bow, piercing straight into Mad Demon's will.
It was the supreme secret technique: the Lie Yuan Technique!