Moments later, a scorching heat wave instantly spread. Half of the originally stark white bones were baked to a withered yellow, and flames burst forth from the white bones, shooting into the sky.
A cheer erupted from the officers of various departments. It was indeed worthy of one of the six dukes of the Sheng Duo Dynasty; he truly had some skill.
For some reason, compared to the jubilant soldiers and officers far behind them, the three figures on the heights grew unusually grim.
The massive, terrifying demon slowly raised its head. Amidst the soldiers' jeers, it let out a roar, its enormous head opening its maw and charging towards Xiao Xun and the other two.
Simultaneously, Zhen Hun, standing atop the giant demon's head, waved his hands expressionlessly. As he moved, a strange, unseen force surged forward. The dark clouds in the sky gathered again, thick as ink, with lightning flashing in the turbulent skies, illuminating the layers of darkness.
The people on the ground were momentarily awestruck, unsure of what sorcery he was employing. However, since Zhen Hun's appearance, his every move had been grand and awe-inspiring, instilling a secret fear in everyone's hearts.
The area covered by the dark clouds reaching the ground spanned dozens of miles. The officers of each department led their subordinates in a retreat.
That massive mass of black energy slowly opened a small gap, facing Xiao Xun.
From the deepest, most profound darkness, a wild and piercing roar erupted!
The terrifying figure had transformed entirely into blood-red, leaping out from the deep, dark opening like a beast roaring at the heavens, charging towards Xiao Xun and the others.
This evil spirit was drenched in blood, ferocious and terrifying, but most crucially, its demonic power was soaring. The damage inflicted by Sang Qiu's pure fire flames earlier had vanished without a trace; in fact, it was even worse.
It was at this moment that a roar sounded. The water in the moat began to spin rapidly, faster and faster. The roaring sound, like a dragon's cry, grew louder. In the moat, the water column surged, blasting upwards in a straight line, reaching tens of meters high. It remained condensed, blooming like a wild flower, and Bosai Du'er stood upon the water column.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Bosai Du'er shook its head and tail, departed the water column, and flew forward, descending from the clouds.
The water column that had shot into the sky then crashed down with a thunderous roar, like a mountain flood, drenching everything around it with icy coldness.
Bosai Du'er's eyes blazed with anger, roaring incessantly, hovering in the air. A white figure slowly descended beside Bosai Du'er, facing forward. That was Zhen Hun, who now appeared almost invincible.
Zhen Hun's indifferent face remained unchanged. His gaze met Xiao Xun's across the distance. The giant evil demon at his feet, however, let out a furious roar at Bosai Du'er. Bosai Du'er clearly harbored no goodwill towards such a creature, intending to transform into its original form and swallow it whole later.
Zhen Hun waved a hand, and sword shadows filled the sky, becoming denser and denser. Infinite radiance covered the entire firmament. The shattered energy transformed into streaks of dagger light in the air, converging with the sword qi, which had once again formed sharp spikes, to densely envelop Xiao Xun.
Xiao Xun and Zhen Hun's pupils reflected the infinite sword shadows of the entire sky. After a long gaze, he nodded, his expression calm and peaceful.
With a flash of white light from his hands, he absorbed all the terrifying energy that filled the sky into his body.
Zhen Hun frowned slightly. "I didn't expect Saint Ti Luoman to have such a figure. Remarkable, truly remarkable."
Although he praised him, there was no trace of fear on his face. However, for someone of his caliber, did he still possess emotions of fear?
The two faced each other.
Xiao Xun said coldly, "If you are wise, order your subordinates to lay down their arms and surrender. I may spare your life."
Zhen Hun paused, then chuckled, ignoring Xiao Xun. He merely shook his head slightly, a hint of mockery on his face.
Seeing this, Xiao Xun said no more. Taking a deep breath, he spread his arms, and the sword qi that filled the sky whistled through the air, shooting towards Zhen Hun.
Zhen Hun's expression was indifferent. Black energy spontaneously generated before him, instantly solidifying into a black shield wall that forcefully blocked Xiao Xun's retaliatory attacks.
"Boom!"
The entire sky and earth were enveloped in a colossal roar.
Invisible sound waves, carried by the rushing wind, swept through Jietegou City. Everyone's ears buzzed, and their faces turned pale.
In mid-air, Xiao Xun and Zhen Hun faced each other, both with expressionless faces, showing no hint of surprise or astonishment.
The heavens and the earth were filled with a killing intent.
The black energy surrounding Zhen Hun suddenly surged, as dark as ink, flowing rapidly in the strong wind, resembling a black dragon baring its fangs and claws, surveying the world.
Xiao Xun's expression became even more solemn, but he showed no fear.
He mobilized all his demonic power, transforming qi into swords. Sword light flowed across the sky, radiating colorful brilliance. Countless colorful qi swords streaked across the firmament, whistling downwards.
However, this initial wave of qi swords, upon entering the black energy, forcefully suppressed it. But after only a moment, the black energy retaliated, rising up and swallowing the qi swords one by one.
Even so, before the black energy could recover, the second phalanx of qi swords arrived.
And the mass of black energy slowly dispersed, revealing the scene within.
Zhen Hun, within the black energy, no longer possessed his former casual composure. He appeared quite disheveled, especially his black cloak, which was now riddled with holes. As the strong wind blew, it turned into dust.
However, on his face, there seemed to be no trace of fear or disappointment. On the contrary, his eyes fixed on Xiao Xun ahead, and he clapped his hands, saying, "Remarkable, truly remarkable!"
Xiao Xun's expression changed. He clearly hadn't expected Zhen Hun to be so formidable, managing to withstand such an onslaught.
Zhen Hun sneered, his eyes flashing with a flame-like light. "Good, today I will let you witness the might of my undead!"
Countless dark clouds from all directions surged rapidly towards the sky, quickly gathering around Zhen Hun.
Xiao Xun's expression was solemn, his body on full alert, staring at the peculiar change occurring before him.
In mid-air, as the black energy intensified, a low roar suddenly erupted. Zhen Hun's entire body began to swell, and his skin started to crack, with strange light emanating from the fissures.
It was like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.
People's faces turned to horror, and they exchanged bewildered glances. Such bizarre and wondrous sorcery was not only unseen but utterly unheard of. Even in the countless tomes of the Saint Ti Luoman National Library, no one had ever recorded such soul-stirring sorcery. Even Xiao Xun, who had transmigrated from the modern world, couldn't help but gasp in the face of this scene, staring in astonishment at Zhen Hun, who had originally been in human form.
When Zhen Hun completed his metamorphosis, what appeared before everyone was a monster forty to fifty meters tall with a thousand hands and a hundred heads.
Xiao Xun's brow furrowed as he faced Zhen Hun, whose appearance was like an evil spirit from the Nine Nether Underworld.
The city dwellers were all dumbfounded. The monster in mid-air was as black as ink, its massive body bulging with muscles. Countless thick arms extended from its body, surely numbering no less than several hundred. Coupled with its enormous head, it was truly terrifying.