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Xiao Li knelt down, trembling all over, his face filled with disbelief as he stared at his severed hands. He let out a painful wail, his voice thick with despair and agony. Blood flowed continuously from his broken wrists, staining the ground red.
"This can't be happening... How could this be..." Xiao Li groaned in anguish, his eyes flickering with hopelessness and fear. His body shook uncontrollably, as if enduring unbearable pain.
Li Ming looked coldly at Xiao Li, a hint of disdain and disgust flashing in his eyes. He knew that Xiao Li's sinful hands had committed countless repulsive acts, and this moment of suffering was the punishment he truly deserved.
"Xiao Li, your sins have finally come due," Li Ming said coldly, gripping the hilt of his knife tightly, ready to deliver the final blow. His eyes shone with determination and resolve as he swung the blade without hesitation, prepared to end Xiao Li's life.
However, just as Li Ming's blade was about to descend, Xiao Li's body suddenly convulsed violently. A strange light flickered in his eyes as a plume of black ash-like smoke erupted from him.
"What..." Li Ming exclaimed in surprise, halting his movement as he fixed his gaze on Xiao Li's transformation. He sensed a strong aura of danger, an alarm ringing in his mind.
At that moment, Mo Shiu's voice echoed in Li Ming's head, filled with urgency and warning. "Get back! That is not ordinary smoke!"
Li Ming quickly retreated, keeping a wary eye on Xiao Li. He knew Mo Shiu's words were not to be taken lightly; this black smoke posed a significant threat.
The black smoke rapidly spread, enveloping Xiao Li's body. He trembled violently within the haze, emitting cries of pain. The smoke exuded a chilling and malevolent aura, as if it sought to consume everything.
"Ah—! What is this..." Xiao Li screamed in agony, his voice laced with terror and despair. His body convulsed within the black smoke, as if being eroded by some terrifying force.
Li Ming gripped the hilt of his knife tightly, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes. He knew he had to find an opportunity to eliminate Xiao Li completely to protect himself and those around him.
Xiao Li continued to wail in pain, his body writhing amid the black smoke, filled with despair and suffering. Just then, a deep and authoritative voice emerged from the darkness.
"Two useless fools, unable to kill even a lowly cultivator; I wasted my demonic blood on you!"
Li Ming's eyes widened in shock at the sound of that voice. He couldn't believe it was Qin Tian's voice. Clearly, both Xiao Li and Xiao Wang's mutations were caused by Qin Tian. This realization heightened Li Ming's vigilance; he understood that the enemy before him was far more dangerous than he had imagined.
“Qin Tian…” Li Ming whispered, a flicker of anger and determination flashing in his eyes. He knew that he had to completely defeat Xiao Li to stop Qin Tian's scheme.
At that moment, Xiao Li's body began to swell violently, his muscles and bones twisting grotesquely in the black smoke. His skin started to crack, flesh and blood oozing out, and suddenly his entire face exploded, blood splattering everywhere.
“Ah—!” Xiao Li let out a piercing scream, his body expanding in agony. His eyes turned blood red, emitting a low and sinister growl as he gradually transformed into a repulsive monster.
Li Ming gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, a cold and resolute glint in his eyes. He understood that this was Qin Tian's plot; he had to act quickly to prevent Xiao Li's mutation.
“Xiao Li, you are no longer human,” Li Ming said coldly, his gaze shining with unwavering resolve. “No matter what you become, I will defeat you.”
Xiao Li's body continued to swell dramatically, his muscles and skin stretching abnormally as bones pierced through the surface, revealing dirty and sharp white fragments. The hands that Li Ming had just severed grew back at an alarming rate, becoming even more robust and terrifying.
Suddenly, Xiao Li's head twisted at an unbelievable ninety-degree angle, as if some powerful force had contorted his neck, distorting his face into something grotesque. An evil flame ignited all over him, black fire exuding a strong stench, reminiscent of the infernal flames of hell.
“Ah—!” Xiao Li screamed again, his voice filled with pain and madness. His eyes were blood red, and he emitted a low and malevolent growl as he continued to transform into a revolting monster.
At that moment, Mo Shiu's voice resonated deeply in Li Ming's mind: “Be careful; he has completely lost control… The blood of the demon race is not meant for humans… Qin Tian intentionally weakened his control over Xiao Li, allowing him to spiral out of control.”
Hearing Mo Shiu's warning sent a shock through Li Ming; he fixed his gaze on Xiao Li, gripping the knife tightly. He realized that the enemy before him had completely lost his sanity and had become an uncontrollable monster.
The flames engulfing Xiao Li grew fiercer, the black fire radiating destructive power that made the surrounding air scorching hot. His eyes flickered with madness and hatred; he looked like a demon from hell.
“Li Ming… I will kill you!” Xiao Li roared, his voice brimming with immense rage and hatred. His body trembled in the black flames, exuding an incredibly evil aura.
Li Ming took a deep breath as he felt the Spiritual Energy within him rapidly gathering. He knew this battle would be one of life or death; he had to give it everything he had to utterly defeat Xiao Li and thwart Qin Tian's plot.
"Come on, Xiao Li," Li Ming whispered, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, ready to face Xiao Li's attack. "No matter what you become, I will defeat you. I will fight to the end for this world."
Xiao Li's body had completely transformed into a monster, his eyes gleaming with madness and evil. He lunged at Li Ming, his massive claws striking with devastating force.
Xiao Li charged at Li Ming, his arms growing thicker and more terrifying, like two giant whips engulfed in wicked flames, swinging violently towards him. Each strike was filled with destructive power, distorting the air as if it were burning.
Li Ming quickly sidestepped, narrowly avoiding Xiao Li's attack as it grazed past him, the searing flames causing a sharp sting. He tightened his grip on the hilt, a glint of calm determination flashing in his eyes; he knew this was a life-and-death battle that required all his strength.
"Buzz—!" Xiao Li's hands came crashing down like a torrential storm, and Li Ming barely managed to block with his sword, sparks flying everywhere. The immense force numbed his arms, forcing him to stagger back several steps.
"Hahaha, Li Ming, you're doomed!" Xiao Li laughed maniacally, his eyes flickering with madness and hatred. He swung his arms again with destructive power aimed directly at Li Ming's vital points.
Li Ming felt an overwhelming sense of pressure and quickly retreated, but Xiao Li's attacks were incredibly fast, each strike carrying immense weight. The space for him to dodge grew smaller and smaller as the pressure mounted.
"Bang—!" One of Xiao Li's strikes slammed into the ground, causing it to crack open and dust to fly everywhere. Li Ming barely evaded this blow, but the heat from the flames scorched him painfully.
"Xiao Li, you lunatic!" Li Ming gritted his teeth, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He knew he had to find an opportunity to counterattack against Xiao Li to escape this crisis.
"Ah—!" Xiao Li let out a piercing roar as he swung his flaming hands towards Li Ming. Li Ming rolled swiftly to avoid it, but Xiao Li's attacks followed closely behind, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
"Boom—!" Xiao Li's attack missed again, but the residual flames caused a sharp pain. He quickly got back on his feet, eyes locked on Xiao Li as he searched for an opportunity to strike back.
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