As the zombies spat out mouthfuls of bloody light that merged into the Devil Lord, the Corpse Puppets steadily shriveled, dissolving into black demonic qi...
Once the Devil Lord had gained a blood-red body, mysterious, profound black runes covered him. A pair of Flesh Wings grew from his back, cloaked in black demonic qi that quivered like electrical arcs.
Demonic flames writhed over his head like hair. His face bore only a pair of golden eyes, now bloodshot and blazing with fury.
The Devil Lord roared in rage, "Ye Han! I will kill you today!"
As he spoke, demonic qi erupted from the Flesh Wings on his back. With one violent flap, he shot into the air, pursuing Ye Han on the cliff face at a terrifying, breath-stealing speed!
Ye Han had exhausted the fruits of his decades of painstaking effort. Even if he killed Ye Han now and obtained the Heaven-Turning Treasure Pagoda, he could no longer carry out his plan.
This wisp of his primordial spirit did not have another few decades to start over.
That wretched Ye Han, that damnable Ye Han! I must tear out his bones, strip off his skin, and refine and torment his soul!
Now I can only kill Ye Han to vent my rage, seize the Heaven-Turning Treasure Pagoda, and leave this accursed place!
The Devil Lord's Flesh Wings fluttered repeatedly. His body became a streak of demonic qi as he pursued Ye Han on the cliff face...
Ye Han had barely caught his breath when he discovered that the Devil Lord had actually gained a physical body and was chasing him. With those Flesh Wings and the demonic qi supporting them, the creature's speed was far beyond anything he could match.
But Ye Han suddenly turned around and leaped down the