The moment the two five-horned aliens landed, Han Shuo immediately felt a heavy pressure bearing down on him. One of them soared into the air and flew towards Han Shuo. The five horns on his head shot out a cold, dark green light at the same time. From afar, the horns on his head looked like five emeralds.
Before Han Shuo could react, he suddenly felt five mysterious forces fiercely stabbing into his divine sense. The five forces were like sharp awls, immediately bringing an indescribable pain to Han Shuo.
It was as if his divine sense had suffered a heavy blow!
The spinning Demonic Blades in Han Shuo's hands suddenly came to a halt. The seven four-horned aliens who had been surrounding Han Shuo swiftly surrounded him. The horns on their heads also lit up with a dark green light. In an instant, twenty-eight mysterious forces frantically surged into Han Shuo's divine sense. Within Han Shuo's divine sense, there were suddenly another twenty-eight weaker soul attacks.
A splitting headache!
This was the most intuitive feeling. The intense pain even caused Han Shuo to temporarily feel dizzy and hallucinate. The mysterious soul attacks were very simple, but they brought a pain that felt like blades were twisting and turning in one's mind.
Many years of cultivation in demonic arts had caused Han Shuo's pain tolerance to reach a perverse level. The demonic arts had caused Han Shuo's soul to evolve into a high-level divine sense. This allowed his divine sense to possess unimaginable tenacity and miraculousness.
His daily frenzied tempering of his physical body and the unbearable pain torture caused the sudden burst of pain in his mind. The resulting dizziness only lasted for two seconds!
Two seconds later, the blood essence in his demonic infant suddenly boiled. Han Shuo's divine sense instantly obtained boundless power.
Suddenly, the divine sense in his mind strangely disintegrated into thousands of strands. The attack on Han Shuo's divine sense suddenly lost its target!
In the next moment, Han Shuo's divine sense that had been scattered into thousands of strands reassembled at the demonic infant. His divine sense reappeared!
Sensing the reappearance of the divine sense, a total of thirty-three soul attacks reacted. However, before they could attack again, the divine sense that had fused with the demonic infant suddenly formed an extremely fierce suction force!
The "Demonic Art of Assimilation" began to circulate wildly, and the all-devouring attribute of a demonic cultivator began to surge wildly with the demonic infant as the foundation.
All the attacks that were aimed at Han Shuo's divine sense didn't even have time to withdraw from Han Shuo's body before the twenty-eight mysterious forces were all trapped by the suction force!
Han Shuo's divine sense tightened. Like a whale sucking in water, the twenty-eight soul-attacking forces all entered the demonic infant's small mouth.
Before Han Shuo could cry out in joy, the five mysterious forces that had attacked Han Shuo's soul first seemed to have reacted one step ahead of him. Just as Han Shuo's divine sense returned to the demonic infant and formed the Demonic Art of Assimilation, the five mysterious forces seemed to sense danger and flew out of Han Shuo's body ahead of time.
"Roar!" Han Shuo let out a loud roar as he sensed the demonic infant analyzing and absorbing the new mysterious forces. The Demonic Blades in his hands began to spin again.
By the time the five horns on the head of the foreign tribe leader shone brightly, the seven four-horned foreign tribe experts had already charged over. Right now, there seemed to be a hint of fear in their icy green eyes as they stared at Han Shuo. The four horns on each of their heads seemed to have dimmed a little.
Only the five horns on the head of the foreign tribe leader who had descended from the altar remained unchanged. It seemed that the five mysterious forces that had left Han Shuo's body earlier had been retracted and returned to his body. Therefore, he wasn't affected at all.
Before he reached the Carnal Realm, Han Shuo understood that demonic arts that harmed others to benefit oneself had a miraculous effect of devouring. As Han Shuo's realm increased, the demonic infant's ability to devour energy for its own became more and more obvious.
However, perhaps because demonic cultivators belonged to the extreme evil alignment, the demonic infant's devouring ability seemed to reject all energy of the God Of Light, including some positive energy such as fighting aura. It seemed that the demonic infant was trying to preserve the pure evil energy within Han Shuo's body.
As for the chaotic negative energy that brought about evil and rage, no matter how strange and mysterious its origin, the demonic infant would always be able to miraculously absorb it once it entered the depths of Han Shuo's body and convert it into the purest energy suitable for the demonic infant's growth and evolution.
This was the case for the evil energy in Elizabeth's body, and the energy in the body of the foreign tribe leader who was clearly not a benevolent being.
Unknowingly, Han Shuo realized that he was the great heretic of the evil alignment. All evil energy seemed to be at his disposal!
I really am a bad person! And I'm a bad person who specializes in dealing with bad people!
Han Shuo thought self-deprecatingly. The Demonic Blades in his hands spun at high speed, and rays of light that were hard to see with the naked eye flashed past.
Previously, Han Shuo could only use the Demonic Blades to leave bloody marks on the bodies of the four-horned foreign tribe members who were too close to him to retreat. However, Han Shuo suddenly realized that under the rays of the Demonic Blades, the seven foreign tribe experts around him were once again inflicted with wounds that were so deep that their bones could be seen!
The green eyes of the seven foreign tribe experts surrounding him turned from fear to dread. All of a sudden, the seven foreign tribe experts moved away from Han Shuo in unison! Their bodies were covered in wounds, and the foul green blood flowed endlessly!
Han Shuo was also stunned. He looked at the meter long Demonic Blades with some astonishment. He couldn't understand why the Demonic Blades were suddenly able to inflict more damage on the seven foreign tribe members.
After thinking about it carefully, Han Shuo realized that the only difference between this attack and the previous one was that the demon infant had absorbed the strange energy from the seven foreign tribe members' soul attacks. Could it be because the demon infant had absorbed the twenty-eight mysterious energies of the foreign tribe members?
Without waiting for Han Shuo to ponder deeply, the old monster Statholme's shout came from not far away, "Hey … Big Sister Tiana, can you hurry up!"
Han Shuo turned his head to look and suddenly discovered that Statholme's body was slithering like a snake among the foreign tribe members. The lily embroidered at the corner of his robe, which was holding a longsword, was stained with green blood. Statholme seemed to be a germaphobe, and he seemed extremely dissatisfied with the green blood splattered on the lily embroidery on his robe.
As he slithered through the group of foreign tribe members, he brandished his sword and cut off the corner of his robe that was stained with green blood from time to time. At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't forget to keep his robe clean. Han Shuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
However, although Statholme seemed to be in a flurry, it was only because he was worried about the filth of the green-skinned foreign tribe members. After a careful look, Han Shuo couldn't help but sigh at how experienced and powerful the old monster Statholme was. He didn't allow the five-horned foreign tribe leader to get close to him. Instead, he circled around the four-horned foreign tribe members that surrounded him, walking in a wondrous manner. From time to time, he would brandish his sword and strike, and a bloody hole would appear on the body of a foreign tribe member.
The older, the wiser! This old monster is a cunning and seasoned opponent! Han Shuo inwardly judged Statholme.
"Alright!" Tiana, the upper-class woman, who was hiding somewhere in the distance, shouted softly.
Soon after, the bone-piercing coldness multiplied in the area. Strands of bone-piercing cold air swam like long dragons. Even the four-horned foreign tribe members were immediately turned into ice sculptures when they were swept by the strands of cold air. Among them, four of the thickest cold air took shape in a flash, and fiercely enveloped the four five-horned foreign tribe leaders on the island.
Two of them were on the altar, and the other two were below it. They were shrouded by four thick, bone-piercing cold air that Tiana had specially prepared for them. The four leaders, who were nearly a head taller than the average foreign tribe member, did not immediately turn into ice sculptures even under the four strands of cold air that could freeze space.
However, they were still affected by the frightening cold air. Their bodies rapidly froze at a speed visible to the naked eye. The body of the foreign tribe leader that was chasing the old monster Statholme creaked as it flew at high speed. His speed slowed down little by little, until he became as slow as a snail. It was obvious that his bodily functions had been largely frozen by the absolute cold air.
Tiana unleashed a spell, and the world turned into a world of ice. The entire lake was completely frozen. The cold wind, the air, and the human figures seemed to all come to a standstill! Apart from the old monster Statholme and Han Shuo, there was not a single living human figure, wind, or air!
Han Shuo shuddered as well. He cursed inwardly, "It's so damn cold!" Looking at the five-horned foreign tribe member in front of him, who was slowly twisting his body like a robot, Han Shuo could finally be sure that Tiana was a water divine magus. Otherwise, the bone-piercing cold air would not have been able to freeze this demigod-level foreign tribe member.
"Now! Go get the thing!" A loud shout suddenly came from Tiana's mouth. Her voice was mixed with a hint of unconcealable excitement!
The Origin Crystal of Water!
Even though this water divine magus had lived for an unknown number of years, and had hidden in the shadows of the continent for an unknown number of years, it still held an irresistible allure for her!
"Go!" The old monster Statholme roared. A new set of silver-gray robes embroidered with lilies replaced his original tattered robes. His eyes were filled with fervor as he stared at the orb that was endlessly circulating with the light of fighting aura. His body shot forward like a bolt of lightning.
Han Shuo was not to be left behind. For the first time, he unleashed the Art of the Demonic Ninth Heavens at full force. Renault and Tiana could not see his flight trajectory at all. When he reached the top of the altar, the illusory figure that was originally standing below the altar had yet to disappear from their eyes.
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