Only one of the four divine beast powers could be active at a time, but he could switch between them whenever he wanted.
This gave Wan Jiang's head-on combat capabilities an enormous boost!
The instant the image of a roaring White Tiger appeared behind Wan Jiang, his speed multiplied several times over!
With the lightning power of the Tribulation-Annihilating Thunder Bone, he reached Malik in a flash, sweeping his spear in a silvery-white arc!
Clang!
Slash-!
Malik instinctively brought his Spectral Blade around to block, but the burst damage granted by White Tiger snapped the blade outright. The spear swept across his chest, carving a blood-red arc.
"Ugh..."
Blood soaked his clothes. Malik clutched his chest, his face full of disbelief.
"This fucker... is Level 50!?"
Malik had never imagined that, in the blink of an eye, his opponent would not only neutralize his all-out strike but even turn the tables on him!
"You!" Malik stared fixedly at Wan Jiang, unable to contain the fury in his eyes. The blow had only severely wounded him; he still had room to fight back.
Yet Malik seemed to give up on staying alive of his own accord. A cruel smile spread across his lips, and his pupils began to lose focus. "You... must die today!"
"You must die!!!"
As his words fell, black mist rose, and Malik's pupils turned grayish-black!
It was a sign that he was about to undergo demonic transformation!
"Oh?" Watching the fight, Yi Tian idly rubbed his chin. "Feeding the Evil God's corrupting power with your own life force?"
"You bastard..."
Wan Jiang coldly watched Malik, who stood on the verge of demonic transformation, without a trace of fear.
He switched the phantom behind him again. A cry pierced the heavens, and the phantom of a blazing divine