Crimson beacon flames surged into the heavens, and scorching waves of blood energy tore through the cold darkness lingering in the valley.
The blood-colored flames entwining Shi Hao had already surpassed the bounds of ordinary Berserk Secret Arts. This was no mere surge in spiritual power, but the ultimate release of his ninth-level spirit-nurtured body, tempered through ten thousand bloody battles over three years and a thousand trials of his soul, as it broke free of every shackle.
The Berserk Art Shiheng had left behind was a secret killing art that used emotion as its catalyst, overdrawing blood energy to unleash latent potential.
But Shi Hao's transformation now was a heaven-defying ascension, his body nurturing spirit and his divine soul resonating with it!
His depleted meridians were forcibly stretched open by boiling blood energy. His ruptured flesh forcibly healed under the impetus of vitality pushed to its extreme. Every inch of his bones trembled like thunder, and the countless cells of his body awakened, unleashing terrifying brute strength far beyond a ninth-level warrior's limits-the strength of a half-step Saint's body.
He drew upon none of the world's spiritual energy and used no martial techniques or supernatural abilities.
Facing a veteran powerhouse who commanded the Great Way of Darkness and wielded the power of Saint Pinnacle laws, Shi Hao discarded every flourish. All that remained was the most primal, domineering, death-defying approach-bloody combat with his body alone!
Whoosh!
A crimson afterimage instantly tore across the sky.
He moved so fast that he left a long, blood-colored trail in the air, brutally smashing through all the surrounding dark currents and lingering waves of law power.
High in the air, the dark elder, still filled with shock after witnessing the boy withstand his killing blow, abruptly narrowed his eyes.
He could clearly sense