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Death Grip
As Xing Chen stepped through the air, his Demonic Aura surged, and the dark Hate Demon Armor slowly emerged around him, revealing countless terrifying demonic faces that roared and howled, instilling fear in all who beheld it.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, a black magic sword instantly coalesced in his palm, shimmering with a deep, shadowy hue; it was the Hate Demon Sword.
At this moment, Xing Chen donned the Hate Demon Armor, wielded the Hate Demon Sword, and his Demonic Aura surged forth, unleashing an overwhelming presence that shot up into the air.
His gaze pierced through layers of space to a White-Clad Elder hundreds of miles away. This elder was a powerful member of the Liu Family, specifically a Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm expert dispatched for this occasion.
Just moments ago, those disciples of the Liu Family who had fled reported that there was a formidable expert from the Demon Gate within Thunder Mountain. This individual was none other than Kang Xiu Jie, the seventh elder of the Liu Family, who had been killed by Xing Chen, and he had shown no ability to counterattack when faced with Xing Chen.
This revelation instantly enraged the higher-ups of the Liu Family. Thus, they dispatched the renowned Elder of Demon Suppression, known for 'Sealing Demons'. This Elder of Demon Suppression had reached the Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm for many years and had honed his skills to perfection. Dealing with a mere evil spirit would surely be effortless for him.
The Elder of Demon Suppression believed this as well; hence, he came alone without bringing anyone else, prepared to challenge Xing Chen one-on-one.
However, as he approached within a hundred miles of Thunder Mountain, he suddenly sensed an astonishing surge of Demonic Aura. He felt an undeniable gaze fixated upon him.
"Is this the demon? It certainly has some strength, but compared to me, it falls far short," scoffed the Elder of Demon Suppression. With a sudden tremor in his body, powerful Vital Energy erupted forth, causing even the surrounding space to quiver slightly.
At that same moment, on the other side, Xing Chen also felt a jolt in his body. The black Demonic Flame flickering in his eyes seemed to wane slightly.
"The Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm is indeed formidable. However, you think you can subdue me? A mere Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm expert cannot accomplish that," said Xing Chen, retracting his probing gaze and standing quietly in mid-air, waiting for the approach of the White-Clad Elder.
"I thought it was some powerful expert from the Demon Gate, but it turns out to be just a young brat. Are you the one who killed my family's Yang Spirit Realm expert?" After a while, the Elder of Demon Suppression finally arrived at this location. His sharp gaze seemed capable of slicing through space itself as an aura emanated from him and descended upon Xing Chen.
"Elder of Demon Suppression? One of the three major Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm experts from the Liu Family?" said Xing Chen, licking his lips and showing no sign of being affected by his aura. The flickering black Demonic Flame in his eyes directed towards the Elder of Demon Suppression, evoking a sense of crisis within him.
"Oh? You have some insight after all. However, since you dare to oppose my Liu Family, you are undoubtedly doomed with no chance of survival," declared the Elder of Demon Suppression.
"I want to see what abilities you possess." Xing Chen smiled ominously, and then suddenly pointed out, it was the Hate Demon Finger.
As this finger pointed out, the air surged, and a fierce wind arose. The entire space was dominated by this enormous finger; apart from this gigantic Demonic Finger, there was nothing else in sight—this finger was... the only one!
Boom!
Accompanied by a thunderous sound, the Hate Demon Finger slowly extended from the void, pressing down fiercely towards the Elder of Demon Suppression below. This finger broke through layers of spatial barriers and instantly descended upon the Elder of Demon Suppression.
"Indeed impressive; no wonder Kang Xiu Jie had no means to counter you. However, if this is all you have, then you can end here." A cold light flickered in the Elder of Demon Suppression's eyes.
"Star Suppression!"
Then he raised his hand and violently grasped forward. The entire space seemed to shatter with his grasp, the surrounding mountains and rivers shook, and brilliant stars appeared in the sky. Huge Xing Chen emerged one after another, countless starlights cascading down, containing a powerful Seal the Demon force.
"Child, this Elder of Demon Suppression has some skills; be careful, or you might really fall into his hands," the Hate Emperor's voice echoed in Xing Chen's mind.
Xing Chen's expression remained unchanged as he allowed the starlight to pour down upon him. The Hate Demon Armor erupted with immense power once again, an endless Demonic Aura surged forth, seemingly containing powerful demons within. As these demons appeared, they opened their massive jaws and devoured the starlight cascading around them.
Demonic Flames flickered in Xing Chen's eyes as he absorbed this power, transforming it into strands of Demonic Aura. At that moment, the Hate Demon Finger had truly descended; however, suddenly a gigantic star appeared before the Elder of Demon Suppression, blocking the attack of the Hate Demon Finger.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, that star was instantly detonated by the Hate Demon Finger. The powerful shockwave spread out immediately, causing slight distortions in the space around the Elder of Demon Suppression, which mitigated this impact. Meanwhile, the Hate Demon Armor on Xing Chen absorbed the terrifying residual power as numerous demons emerged once again.
"Good child, Yang Po Fourfold can actually withstand a blow from me without losing ground. You are definitely the most talented person I have seen in my decades of experience," the Elder of Demon Suppression exclaimed in astonishment as he looked at the unscathed Xing Chen.
Having lived for nearly a hundred years, he had never encountered someone as monstrous as Xing Chen before. Despite being at the Yang Po Fourfold realm, he possessed such strength that he could contend with a Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm expert.
"Hmph, your strength also surprises me; however, in the end, it will definitely be you who dies here." Xing Chen's expression was cold and devoid of emotion as his Demonic Aura surged violently.
"Next, let me show you my ultimate move!" The Elder of Demon Suppression suddenly said with a fierce expression.
At the same time, he stepped forward, his aura surging violently, and the Vital Energy within him erupted wildly. Then, he formed hand seals, and powerful waves of energy continuously emanated from his palms.
"What immense power! Among the Martial Arts I know, there is probably nothing that can withstand this move of his." Xing Chen's expression finally changed. He could feel the tremendous force radiating from the Elder of Demon Suppression's palms, and this power was undoubtedly beyond the limits that could be controlled by someone at the Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm.
"This kind of high-powered Martial Arts requires a significant amount of time to refine. The Reprint you know should have a chance to clash with his move. After all, Reprint is also known for its strength. If it's purely a contest of power, Reprint is definitely among the top in Tier Martial Arts," said Hate Emperor.
"Reprint?" Xing Chen was taken aback for a moment, then quickly formed hand seals. The originally yellow Reprint now emitted a rich Black Light.
As countless Demonic Auras surged into Xing Chen's body, the Reprint gradually took shape, and a terrifying gravity began to radiate outward.
This terrifying gravity caused the Elder of Demon Suppression to tremble; the ground beneath him instantly cracked open, and half of his leg sank into the earth.
"What terrifying gravity! What kind of Martial Arts is this? It's incredibly powerful! It rivals my Eight Desolations Demon Suppression Seal." The Elder of Demon Suppression looked at Xing Chen in surprise, and his speed in forming hand seals increased.
"Reprint!"
At that moment, Xing Chen's Reprint had successfully condensed. He flipped his palm and thrust it forward; a black Blood Seal shot out instantly.
For some unknown reason, after his Vital Energy transformed into Demonic Aura, the attack speed of the condensed Reprint skyrocketed, no longer moving at its previous snail's pace.
The Reprint descended with an overwhelming force that seemed to crush everything beneath it, as if it would collapse the entire space with a single imprint.
At this moment, the Blood Seal in the Elder of Demon Suppression's hands was also completed. With a loud shout, he thrust both hands forward.
"Eight Desolations Demon Suppression Seal!"
As he pushed his palms forward, a Blood Seal shot out rapidly. This Blood Seal contained the power to shake the Earth; its dark mass seemed to condense all mountains and rivers, stars and seas, and the universe's Eight Desolations into this one imprint. When this imprint struck out, it carried unmatched divine power capable of suppressing all demons.
Boom!
Finally, the two identical black Blood Seals collided fiercely, causing cracks to appear in the space as if it could not withstand the force of the impact.
Both Xing Chen and the Elder of Demon Suppression were also violently pushed back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Indeed, you are at the Half-Step Soul-Searching Realm; your strength is truly formidable." Xing Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Demonic Flame in his eyes flickered even more intensely.
"Child, quickly leave this place. If you continue fighting, it will only lead to mutual destruction, and being in Snow Wind Island while facing an enemy in such a state is very unfavorable for you." The voice of Hate Emperor echoed in Xing Chen's mind.
In that last clash, both were evenly matched, with neither gaining an advantage. However, this was Snow Wind Island, the territory of the Liu Family. If Xing Chen fought to a standstill here, he would have no power to resist when faced with pursuit.
"No, I cannot leave." Xing Chen gritted his teeth and then straightened his posture again, the Demonic Flame burning fiercely in his eyes as he stepped forward.
"What time is it now? You are still concerned about that woman. If you don't leave soon, you might die here!" Hate Emperor sensed Xing Chen's thoughts again and roared angrily.
Xing Chen fell silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "I do not fight for anyone. There is no one in this world who can make me fight for them. The reason I fight is for myself."
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