Even though Su Changkong’s Wind Thunder Archery was only at the 10th realm, not reaching the level of Pseudo Divine Skills, the might unleashed under the boost of an entire droplet of Mysterious Turtle True Essence had completely surpassed this boundary!

“Roar!”

The Wind-Thunder Arrows burst forth, and the Blade Soul power contained within locked onto Pang Shengwu, making it difficult for him to dodge. Realizing this, Pang Shengwu let out a desperate roar from his throat and could only turn around to slap at the three arrows shooting towards him.

“Boom!”

In the instant the arrows and palm collided, two forces exploded, creating a storm that roared within a several dozen zhang radius, accompanied by flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder, filling the air with an aura of destruction.

Amidst the chaotic thunderstorm, Pang Shengwu’s pained groans could be heard. His entire left hand was blown apart, his body-protecting demon power torn asunder, his five fingers snapped and dislodged, with the Blade Soul strength inflicting a deep, soul-piercing pain that darkened his vision almost to the point of losing consciousness.

“Pang Shengwu… could barely fight back? Is this the divine power of the Divine Seed?” the Heavenly Corpse Old Man watched from afar as Pang Shengwu, injured by an arrow, escaped in a sorry state, his dim eyes also filled with deep wariness.

It was far too terrifying! A casual strike from Su Changkong possessed a formidable might surpassing that of an ordinary Pseudo Divine Skill!

“Crack, crack, crack!”

As the stormy sky had yet to clear and the severed fingers and palm had not yet hit the ground, the space around erupted with a series of twisting and shattering noises.

Su Changkong once again used a droplet of Mysterious Turtle True Essence, casting Demon Ape Capturing Space, twisting and warping the space around Pang Shengwu, causing a tremendous oppressive force that made Pang Shengwu’s bones crack and pop.

What made Pang Shengwu break out in a cold sweat was that Su Changkong was rapidly approaching like a swooping bird, looking down from above, with an azure-colored blade in his hand that had earthly flames burning fiercely.

“Pang Shengwu… Prepare to die!”

Su Changkong held the blade with both hands, his eyes flashing with an icy chill. The Blade Soul in his Sea of Consciousness buzzed as a power originated from the soul concentrated on this blade, with the cold Blade Qi intertwining with the scorching earth fire, furiously chopping downwards!

This blade, also enhanced with Mysterious Turtle True Essence, was filled with True Yuan and whistled with Gang Wind, like a cleaving blade that could split the heavens and earth, unstoppable.

“Block… Block it!”

In a life or death moment, Pang Shengwu roared internally, forcing his power to concentrate and placing a sturdy arm in front of him, determined to block Su Changkong’s blade.

“Puff!”

The blade, with its irresistible force, cut through Pang Shengwu’s sturdy arm, severing it along with the bones, and penetrated into his hard skull before its force finally dissipated.

Pang Shengwu, filled with demonic power and tempered by the blood of Demon Monster Kings, could not withstand the dual burst of Su Changkong’s impregnable Blade Soul and the Mysterious Turtle True Essence!

“Scram!”

A glare flashed in Su Changkong’s eyes. Seeing Pang Shengwu in a life-or-death crisis, several Monster Warriors gritted their teeth and pounced over, attempting to secure an opportunity for Pang Shengwu to counterattack.

These Monster Warriors were elites of the Innate realm, but in Su Changkong’s eyes, they were pitifully fragile and insignificant.

Swoosh!

With a swing of his blade, the Blade Soul amplified the rampaging Blade Qi like a storm sweeping through, the Monster Warriors’ bodies were torn apart like thin paper, their screams not even able to sound before they were left dismembered on the spot.

“Is this Dao Wufeng… a true Martial Saint? Even the Vice Master is no match for him!”

He Yuchen and a few other Elders of the Life Extinguishing Association were chilled to the bone. They wanted to help Pang Shengwu but reason held them back, knowing that any attempt to intervene would likely result in their own demise!

“Die!”

Having casually slain several reckless Monster Warriors, Su Changkong’s Flame Prison Blade’s Blade Soul gathered, preparing to deliver the final blow to Pang Shengwu, killing him with a single strike as revenge for Hong Zhenxiang and to help release him.

“Huh?”

However, as Su Changkong’s blade was halfway through the swing, it abruptly stopped. A look of shock and disbelief appeared on Su Changkong’s face.

All because at that moment, the aura of Pang Shengwu had changed. The formerly rampant and domineering presence, like that of a Demon God incarnate, rapidly diminished, and in its place emerged a hint of humanity. This aura was somewhat familiar to Su Changkong—it was Hong Zhenxiang’s!

Thus, Su Changkong’s killing blow meant for Pang Shengwu came to an abrupt halt.

The face that Pang Shengwu had stained red with blood, filled with ferocity and madness, now shifted to weakness and confusion. When he saw Su Changkong standing still in the air with a long blade in hand, and sensed Su Changkong’s aura, he spoke with a hoarse and strained voice, “Su… Younger Brother Su?”

“Commander Hong?”

Su Changkong’s expression changed as well.

It seemed that the Pang Shengwu before him now had Hong Zhenxiang’s consciousness in control! The aura had changed!

“Kill… kill me…” Hong Zhenxiang spoke with difficulty, his face twisted in pain.

But soon, his expression turned crazed and ferocious as he roared in a low growl, “Su Tailai… if you kill me, Hong Zhenxiang must be accompanying me in death!”

“Hong Zhenxiang’s soul and consciousness were not completely dissipated, but were suppressed by Pang Shengwu. Facing a life and death crisis, Pang Shengwu loosened the suppression on Hong Zhenxiang, wanting to deter me from acting rashly…”

Su Changkong seemed to understand the situation.

Pang Shengwu’s demon art ’Reincarnation’, similar to soul possession but requiring time to erase and devour the original owner’s soul and consciousness.

Pang Shengwu had undergone several Reincarnations, his soul damaged each time, and when he took over Hong Zhenxiang’s body, his soul was already severely injured. Furthermore, given Hong Zhenxiang’s steadfast will and resistance, it would take Pang Shengwu some time to completely erode and devour him.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Madara Web Novel