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And everything unleashed a tremendous upheaval.
A hoarse growl squeezed out of Luo Ping's throat. "Supreme Demon Profound Art: Limit Break!"
Viscous demonic flames of black, purple, and silver erupted from deep within his marrow.
Rather than giving off light, the flames greedily devoured the surrounding illumination, becoming rings of dark fiend ripples that spread in silence.
At that moment, his soul power rose to Level 96.
"Profound Art: Rakshasa Soul-Splitting Slash!"
The Demon Scythe's shaft hummed violently between his palms. The phantom blade swelled at a tremendous speed, finally becoming a two-hundred-meter netherworld scythe wreathed in the ghostly flames of hell.
Where its edge pointed, space was stained through, warped, and dissolved like thin silk dipped in ink.
The phantom of the Rakshasa God stood silently amid the demonic flames.
His very existence blasphemed against the rules-the magnificent radiance flowing across the enormous scythe's phantom resembled both the compassionate glow of divinity and the gaping maw of the abyss itself.
As the descending blade's arc tore through the long night, its power no longer merely pierced armor. It was a sentence imposed by the laws themselves, annihilating souls!
The sky-blotting scythe was reflected in Zhu Hongzhen's eyes.
He planted his feet on the earth, and heavy scales like blood jade crystals burst into being around him.
His soul skill erupted like a volcano-
"Ninth Soul Skill-Blood Mountain Suppresses Heaven and Earth!"
Ochre light surged deep within the scales, granting them the steadfastness of ageless stone; deep-blue water patterns swirled across the crystals' surfaces, dispersing impacts layer by layer; crimson tongues of flame spewed from the gaps between the scales, scorching the netherworld aura that drew near.
The three attributes resonated perfectly across the Blood Crystal