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Death Grip
Xing Chen stepped down, and an endless Demonic Aura surged forth, overwhelming and tumultuous. The mountains and rivers below trembled, the earth cracked, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
Several powerful beings from the Yang Spirit Realm felt the immense force pressing down on them, their expressions changed in unison. Then, they all shouted out loudly, and subsequently, these individuals unleashed powerful attacks.
There were a total of four Yang Po Fourfold experts, three Yang Po Sixth Level experts, and one Yang Po Sevenfold expert. This kind of formation was enough to ensure their survival even when facing a Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm expert.
However, facing Xing Chen at this moment, they felt a deep sense of danger—a tremor that came from their very souls.
“Thunderous Hand!” The Yang Po Sevenfold expert suddenly reached forward with a massive hand that radiated Purple Lightning, colliding instantly with the foot that Xing Chen had just stomped down.
At the same time, several other powerful attacks also struck at the same moment against Xing Chen's descending foot, producing a violent explosion that echoed for dozens of miles.
Several attacks comparable to Tier Martial Arts were crushed into powder beneath Xing Chen's foot. With a slight movement of his palm, the Hate Demon Sword hummed, and the immense Demonic Aura rolled again, shrouding the air. An endless Demon Wind swept through accompanied by relentless snow, making everyone feel as if they were in the realm of the Underworld.
Hate Demon Finger!
Xing Chen pointed forward, and a massive black Demonic Finger tore through space and descended in an instant. A powerful pressure immediately bore down upon the eight Yang Spirit Realm experts below, causing their defenses to collapse one after another under this overwhelming force.
Then, that enormous Demonic Finger, which obscured the sun, pointed down from the sky. A strong sense of hatred surged forth, directly affecting their mental and spiritual states.
Under this single finger, it seemed as though the void itself would shatter. The falling Snowflakes emitted a dark and profound glow as they coalesced around the Demonic Finger, crashing down towards the eight Yang Po experts below.
“Who on earth is this person? How can he be so powerful? Just a mere Yang Po Fourfold! How could he possibly be this strong?”
“With such strength, he could probably crush a Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm expert. Why is he targeting us?”
“When did our Liu Family offend such a powerful being from the Demon Gate?”
Eight strong warriors from the Liu Family were horrified as they watched the giant finger descending towards them, and they all retreated in panic.
However, under the lock of Xing Chen's Hate Demon Finger, how could they possibly escape?
"Ice Soul Divine Fist!" shouted a warrior at the Yang Po Sevenfold level. Vital Energy surged around him, and he suddenly unleashed a powerful punch.
This punch contained an endless icy aura, as if it could freeze even space itself. Within this icy atmosphere, the power of his Ice Soul Divine Fist was further enhanced.
"Ice Soul Divine Fist from the Ice Snow Sect?" Xing Chen observed the punch with slightly flickering eyes. Because he had searched the memories of that Liu Family fat man, he had some understanding of the supreme techniques of certain major forces on Snow Wind Island.
The Ice Soul Divine Fist was one of the top martial arts of the Ice Snow Sect, boasting immense power. A single punch could freeze the ground; however, compared to Xing Chen's Hate Demon Finger, it was still vastly inferior.
Boom!
When Xing Chen's Hate Demon Finger collided with the Ice Soul Divine Fist, the Liu Family's Yang Po Sevenfold warrior turned pale instantly. Then, with a 'wow,' he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The expressions of the others also changed dramatically, their eyes filled with fear that they could not conceal. Most importantly, Xing Chen's strength was simply terrifying; even when combined, they were no match for him, and none could withstand a single blow.
"Who exactly are you? Why do you have to go against my Liu Family?" The Yang Po Sevenfold warrior asked Xing Chen after spitting out another mouthful of blood.
He simply couldn't understand why Xing Chen would attack them. If the Liu Family had offended him in the past, it would make sense for him to retaliate; however, he did not recall any past grievances with such a powerful Demon Gate warrior!
Moreover, it was impossible for their family to have offended such a potentially limitless strong presence from the Demon Gate.
The only remaining explanation was that this person was an accomplice of Meng Xiner. The reason for his furious attack on them must be because they had previously hunted down Meng Xiner.
But upon further thought, that seemed unlikely. First of all, Meng Xiner did not practice demonic arts; how could she possibly have such a powerful friend from the Demon Gate? Furthermore, if she truly had such a formidable ally, would she have been pursued so mercilessly?
"When you die, I will let you know why," Xing Chen said coldly, his gaze devoid of emotion as a strange light flickered in his eyes.
He once again used the 'Soul Devouring' from the Soul Devouring Refinement Technique. A powerful suction force instantly emanated from his eyes, and the soul of a Yang Po Fivefold expert he was gazing at trembled, causing that person to lose all vitality in their eyes as their soul was absorbed by Xing Chen.
Back when the Soul Devourer used this technique, anyone who had not reached the level of a monarch would almost certainly be killed with just one glance. Although Xing Chen had not yet reached the level of the Soul Devourer, his current Soul Power was already comparable to that of a Yang Po Sevenfold expert. Those below Yang Po Sevenfold could definitely not withstand his gaze.
However, after absorbing a soul, it needed to be digested. At this moment, Xing Chen had completely mastered the first layer of the Soul Devouring Refinement Technique. Due to the absence of a second layer of Cultivation Method, he could not continue his cultivation.
No matter how many souls he absorbed, his Soul Power would not increase any further. The most important point was that every time he devoured a soul, he needed to digest it; if he consumed too many at once, his own soul could burst from the strain.
With his current cultivation and Soul Power, he could absorb at most three souls from a Yang Po Fivefold individual at once, two from a Yang Po Sixth Level expert, and whether he could absorb from a Yang Po Sevenfold was still questionable.
However, since he had the Hate Emperor residing within him, if his Soul Power ever exceeded what he could digest, he could transfer all that excess power into the soul of the Hate Emperor. Given the original cultivation level of the Hate Emperor, who was known as the Emperor of Thunder Punishment, the amount of Soul Power he could absorb was absolutely astonishing. Therefore, he hardly needed to worry about the quantity of absorption; it posed no threat to him, Xing Chen.
"Not good! Everyone run! This child can devour souls with evil techniques! We must leave quickly!" The Yang Po Sevenfold expert shouted in horror upon seeing that just one glance from Xing Chen at the nearby Yang Po Fivefold expert resulted in that person's soul being devoured.
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