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As the Demon Lord's imposing hand shot out with great force, the heavens and earth seemed to respond to his will. Suddenly, the winds and clouds changed color, and the clouds were ruthlessly torn apart like paper, transforming into countless fragments that surged toward Su Chen with overwhelming pressure, showcasing unparalleled might.
As a Wang Jingqiang, every move he made could trigger celestial phenomena. Such colossal power was an insurmountable chasm for any spirit speaker who had yet to step through the gates of Wang Jing, let alone resist it.
In the cold gaze of the Demon Lord, Su Chen appeared to have been sentenced to death; the flame of his life was about to extinguish, destined to become nothing more than a speck of dust in history.
Even among the most dazzling top ten Shenzi of the Alien Race, facing the gulf between a Grandmaster and Wang Jing left them powerless.
"Ruyi Jingu Bang, go!"
A flash of brilliance sparked in Su Chen's eyes as he unleashed the Ruyi Jingu Bang. It sliced through the air like a dragon playing in water, instantly piercing through a gaping hole in the massive hand formed from pure Demonic Energy. The ferocity of this strike caused the celestial phenomena around them to cease, as if everything had returned to tranquility.
This is impossible! What kind of treasure is this? Could it be the legendary Shen Lan manifesting in this world?
With his attack thwarted, confusion flickered in the Demon Lord's eyes. He stared incredulously at Su Chen's hand, which held the Ruyi Jingu Bang shimmering with strange light, his mind swirling with doubts.
Why would humanity place such importance on Su Chen, even bestowing such a significant treasure upon him? Could he truly be the extraordinary Tian Jiao that humanity had high hopes for?
If that is so, then I cannot spare you! A resolute killing intent flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes.
Initially, he did not wish to provoke the Human Sovereign; however, since humanity valued Su Chen so highly as to offer Shen Lan as a gift, then Su Chen's worth had far exceeded his expectations.
Today, he must eliminate this potential threat at all costs while it was still in its cradle.
"Ten-Thousand swords return to their origin, activate!"
Su Chen's eyes gleamed with determination as he decisively activated the hidden Xianjian Talisman. In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by the intent of ten thousand swords. Countless illusory sword shadows coalesced around him, their ringing echoing through the heavens with immense momentum.
"Jian Lai!" He shouted with undeniable authority. In that moment, over ten thousand swords responded to his call like a torrent from the galaxy, carrying destructive power as they all struck toward the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord's massive form could not withstand this onslaught; a shocking blood hole appeared in his chest as demonic blood splattered everywhere, staining the air around him.
Damn it! The Demon Lord roared in fury; how could he have anticipated that he—an esteemed giant of the demon realm—would be injured at the hands of a Grandmaster? It was an utter humiliation.
With a surge of overwhelming Demonic Energy erupting forth, the Demon Lord fully unleashed his power. His form rapidly expanded until he transformed into a towering Thousand-Hand Demon Lord, standing thousands of feet high. Ten enormous arms spread out like fans, blocking out the sun and exuding terrifying might.
Su Chen marveled inwardly at this transformation.
Even though this Thousand-Hand Demon Lord had not fully awakened yet, just those ten colossal arms were enough to demonstrate its terrifying strength—one that should not be underestimated.
After reverting to his true form, the Demon Lord's Spirit Value surged dramatically!
In an instant, it had surpassed one hundred billion!
The Thousand-Hand Demon Lord Form.
One Star King Realm.
Level:
Health Points: One Hundred Billion.
Spirit Value: One Billion.
This power was truly astonishing! Su Chen felt a chill in his heart, yet there was not a trace of retreat in his expression; instead, his resolve to fight grew even stronger.
He waved his hand once more, and the Ten-Thousand Swords unleashed, transforming into a torrential rain of swords that thundered toward Mo Kui.
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