"Demon manifestation!"
Blazing Li Fire radiance surged and erupted in an instant, weaving itself into a net that swept down from the sky. Vermilion light burst like a riot of fireworks, enveloping the withering light that had come to assassinate him.
The royal prince at the Purple Mansion late stage had eyes like lightning. In a flash, he saw his assailant's face clearly, yet showed little surprise, only the look of someone whose expectations had been confirmed.
"Le Yu... just as I thought. You mean to devour every last scrap of fortune left after Calamity-Splitting's fall."
The King of Misty Mountain held his Li axe, his eyes gleaming, though he had already guessed the truth. With a Sword Immortal of the Altar Thunder lineage alive in this age, how could Le Yu forgo making use of him?
Since he could not possess him directly, he would establish the truth in reverse and replace the real with the false. This was precisely the manifestation of withering!
He merely clenched one hand. His divine ability blazed, and the vermilion Netting blanketed heaven and earth before swiftly contracting, binding the ever-changing demonic body within and preventing its escape.
Li was the fire of the heart!
Successive radiances joined, the two lights shining together. Fierce Li Fire surged up, burning through this formless thing, yet the demon struggled desperately within the Netting, revealing a terrifying demon mouth.
Within that demon mouth were yet more demon mouths, nested layer upon layer, seemingly without end. From within came a voice almost like a roar, stirring vicious winds throughout heaven and earth as blood rain drifted down.
"I am the ruin of all arts."
Blue-black demons, large and small, had somehow fastened themselves to the King of Misty Mountain's hands. They gnawed incessantly, greatly weakening his divine