Fuck your ancestors!
You were a fucking venomous snake!
That thought stayed with the Crimson Yao King until death. He truly never let it go.
The only blame lay with how well that sneaky bastard, the Azure Yao King, had hidden it. Through battles spanning a hundred thousand li, through countless fights, he had never once used a poison attack. Who could have imagined that someone who seemed fire-aligned and excelled at wielding demonic fire was actually a venomous snake?
What an utterly humiliating death.
In fact, never mind him-even among the many demons of the Black Mountain Demon Stockade, that sneaky bastard Su Changsheng had never exposed his identity as a venomous snake, despite changing identities several times.
All one could say was that he had hidden it too deeply, too well.
Layer upon layer of trump cards emerged without end, too many to count. You thought he stood on the third level, when he was actually on the seventh.
This seemingly unstoppable battle had been under his control all along.
Now, as the Crimson Yao King perished, even more essence surged in. Together with his previous Essence Points, the total reached ten in an instant. Moreover, the Crimson Yao King and the Blood Calamity Yao King were still being refined, with more Essence Points yet to pour in continuously.
But this was already enough!
As his bloodline stirred ever more intensely, having absorbed enough battle intent, Su Changsheng unhesitatingly poured all his Essence Points into it.
Ten points of essence, power obtained by devouring countless demons-the potency of that power was unimaginable.
The next moment, it flooded into his Bloodline Space, and a demon-startling transformation abruptly began.
Immeasurable Bloodline Power surged out of his Bloodline Space like a rolling tide, gathering within him, almost replacing all his qi