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Chapter 306 "Qiongqi Demon Body" A familiar feeling!
Wang An's face turned ashen, but he didn't have time to answer. Chen Zhan's verbal harassment was also part of the plan, to distract him.

"Hi!~"

Fang Sheng's hands were no longer human hands, but beast claws, with five fingers joined together and barbs covering the bones of his hands. When they swept across his chest, five bloody marks appeared on his chest.

Wang An's face was flushed; this minor injury was nothing to worry about.

But Chen Zhan was like a leech, only moving around and restraining him, repeatedly shooting out pale red energy, which did not seem like true energy, but could penetrate his Fiery True Energy defense.

Once hit, the force nearly knocked him to the ground. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Sheng would immediately attack and fight him to the death.

In just over ten rounds, Wang An had been struck three times by Fang Sheng, his python robe was torn to shreds, and his body was covered with several wounds of varying depths.

Fang Sheng fought with increasing ferocity, his body glowing with even more intense crimson light, the black liquid flowing more rapidly, and his physical strength seemingly constantly improving. When the Flame Rift Blade struck him, even the bloodstains became shallower and shallower.

"Why doesn't this ugly thing attack you!" Wang An roared, extremely frustrated.

At this point, there were hardly any survivors left in the square. The monks from the three sects who were still alive had all fled, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Eastern Depot had all withdrawn from the square of Guangyuan Temple.

All that remained were severed limbs and blood flowing like rivers.

But clearly, Chen Zhan intervened several times, and on two occasions, Fang Sheng was closer to Chen Zhan.

However, they never attacked Chen Zhan proactively. Instead, they would leap and dodge, flashing and maneuvering, to rush towards him again.

Actually, Chen Zhan didn't know the answer to this question either, and he had been wary of Fang Sheng from the beginning.

Because Fang Sheng became like this, he was the one who started it all.

He punched Fang Sheng's eye out of its socket, letting the black liquid seep in and unleashing his ferocious beastly nature, which overwhelmed his human instincts.

But Chen Zhan soon discovered that Fang Sheng, who looked like a ghost, hadn't even glanced at him.

They focused their attacks solely on Wang An, a master of profound knowledge.

"Once I've dealt with this wretched creature, I'll grind you to dust!" Wang An was furious, yet helpless.

He couldn't understand Chen Zhan's strength, but his movements were unpredictable and his timing was impeccable, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

Forced back once again by Fang Sheng's claws, Wang An suddenly floated back several feet, his red true energy abruptly contracting, no longer engaging Fang Sheng in a direct confrontation.

He stared at Fang Sheng's empty eye sockets, from which black liquid flowed, and at the black liquid constantly surging around his body, his mind racing.

This demonized body is impervious to blades and bullets, and possesses astonishing self-healing abilities, but it is impossible for it to be without weaknesses.

Chen Zhan
Seeing Wang An retreat, Fang Sheng roared and strode after him, his hands and feet on the ground, his four hooves working hard, leaving a long afterimage trailing blood behind him.

Chen Zhan's pale red blood and qi condensed again at his fingertips, transforming into a slender ribbon. Taking advantage of the moment when Wang An was forced into a dangerous situation by Fang Sheng, he went straight for Wang An's vital point in the lower back.

The timing of this attack was tricky, catching Wang An perfectly in the gap as he dodged Fang Sheng's sharp claws, leaving him with no way to avoid it.

Wang An caught a glimpse of the rushing blood and qi out of the corner of his eye. He cursed inwardly but dared not hesitate for a moment.

He twisted his body abruptly, forcibly turning half an inch, and a stream of blood grazed his waist, leaving a trail of blood. His python robe was torn with a long gash.

This sudden change of tactics, while avoiding the vital point, also slowed his forward momentum.

At that very moment, Fang Sheng's claws were already upon them!
The black and red claws gleamed with an eerie light, and blood, flesh, and black liquid remained in the crevices of the nails. A foul stench wafted over, almost choking one's breath.

The claw was extremely close, its menacing aura palpable, as if it would crush his head at any moment.

At the critical moment, a flash of inspiration struck Wang An.

He stopped dodging and instead suddenly lowered his waist and shoulders, his body surging with red true energy, like a blazing sun suddenly bursting forth.

"Burning Sun Burns Evil!" he shouted, and the true energy on his body instantly transformed into scorching flames, enveloping an area several feet around him.

"Zizzi-"

Fang Sheng's sharp claws pounced on the flames, instantly charring the black fur covering them and emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

The black liquid on the claw tip sizzled as it was burned by the scorching Yang energy, quickly drying and solidifying into a black scab, and in that instant, it stopped flowing and replenishing itself.

Fang Sheng roared as he was burned by the flames, and his attack paused slightly.

This is the meal!
Wang An's eyes flashed with murderous intent. His years of experience fighting in the martial arts world and the imperial court told him that no matter what kind of evil spirit it was, it had its own weaknesses.

He held back no longer, his Profound Realm True Qi surging wildly through his body, all rushing to his throat, his chest heaving violently, and then he suddenly opened his mouth, shooting out a stream of extremely condensed red True Qi.

This true energy was no longer in the form of flames, but transformed into a pillar, as hot as magma, carrying the power to incinerate everything, heading straight for Fang Sheng's empty eye socket!
"Roar!!!"

The most agonizing screams shook the heavens and the earth.

The magma-like true energy precisely struck Fang Sheng's eye socket, instantly evaporating the black liquid into thick black smoke, and a pungent, fishy stench filled the air.

Fang Sheng's head seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, his entire head jerked back, and the black and red fierce aura dissipated like a tide, the blood light dimming considerably.

The immense impact caused his massive body to lose its balance, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the broken beams and pillars of the main hall.

"Boom" a loud noise.

The already crumbling beams and pillars completely broke, and the remaining bricks and tiles on the roof collapsed with a roar, burying Fang Sheng's body in the ruins.

Intermittent roars could still be heard from within the ruins, but their intensity had clearly diminished by several times.

Wang An staggered back two steps, clutching the wound on his side, his face pale and his breathing somewhat disordered.

That attack just now almost exhausted most of his true energy.

Seeing this from a distance, Chen Zhan's gaze behind the mask flickered slightly.

Wang An was indeed cunning and shrewd. At the critical moment of life and death, he found Fang Sheng's weakness and decisively struck a fatal blow, breaking the vulnerability that existed before the Qiongqi Demon Body was fully formed.

To be able to cultivate to the Profound Realm on one's own, one's strength and temperament are not to be underestimated.

Before Han Tiange left, he told him that the technique Fang Sheng used should be the superior technique "Qiongqi Demon Body" in the "Hun Yuan Demon Scripture", which has been passed down for many years and is also known as "Four Blood Forged Qiongqi".

It is easy to cultivate, but extremely difficult to master. Moreover, before mastering it, there is always a risk of losing control. Over the past few hundred years, there have been many people in the demonic sect who have coveted this technique.

Without exception, they all went out of control, leaving no choice but to kill them, gouging out their eyes and killing them.

The Qiongqi Demon Body technique grants immense power almost immediately upon cultivation, allowing one to transform their internal energy or true qi into physical strength.

However, the price of gaining power in such a short time is that it is difficult to cultivate. Those with a resilient heart and a soul that is not easily corrupted can persist for ten or twenty years.

The vulnerable, like Fang Sheng, are corrupted into "Qiongqi Demons" within a few years.

The only way to achieve this is by using the power that the Holy Lord has hidden within the Buddha's relic.

Fang Sheng almost succeeded.

Wang An was panting for a long time before recovering some of his true energy. During this time, he remained on guard against Chen Zhan's sneak attacks.

But he suddenly discovered.

Chen Zhan, who was originally a hundred feet away, has disappeared!
"Um???"

He suddenly became alert, his mind racing as he sensed that Chen Zhan was indeed completely devoid of life and had vanished without a trace.

Wang An was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized that Chen Zhan was in the ruins of the Mahavira Hall!

His guess was indeed correct.

Amidst the ruins, piles of bricks and rubble lay like mountains, with broken wood and beams crisscrossing the landscape. The air was thick with the pungent smell of smoke, blood, and corrosive black liquid.

Chen Zhan moved through the ruins like a raccoon dog.

He quickly found the Qiongqi Demon buried deep inside.

Fang Sheng's body had been completely mutated; he was no longer a monk, but had transformed into a monster that was half-human and half-beast.
Its body swelled to over ten feet in length, its skin covered with fine, dark red scales, its limbs were as thick as pillars, its claws as sharp as knives, and a pair of tattered fleshy wings were faintly visible growing from its back.

Qiongqi Demon!
Its appearance bears a striking resemblance to Qiongqi, one of the four legendary ferocious beasts.

However, it was now barely breathing, and the eye sockets on its head, where black liquid had been flowing, were now charred black.

Wang An's magma-like true energy not only incinerated the black liquid but also pierced its core vital point, the "Heavenly Eye."

As Han Tiange said, the power of the Qiongqi Demon comes from the Heavenly Eye in its head. It needs to constantly convert the blood of three kinds of strange beasts, human blood and its own true energy into Qiongqi blood in order to maintain its demonic body.

However, before the demonic body is fully formed, the Heavenly Eye cannot be closed, which is both the source of power and a fatal weakness.

Now that the Heavenly Eye has been broken, the transformation of Qiongqi's blood has been completely interrupted. This monster, half-human and half-demon, is at its last gasp.

Fang Sheng's consciousness had already been completely devoured by the ferocious aura of Qiongqi.

At this moment, the monster was acting on instinct, curled up in the ruins, its chest heaving violently. The Buddha relic within its body was continuously radiating immense power, which it greedily absorbed in an attempt to repair its Heavenly Eye and reunite the Qiongqi blood.

Chen Zhan stood quietly three zhang away, his gaze behind the mask fixed on the monster's chest, where he sensed a faint red light flickering—the location of the relic.

That familiar feeling brought a knowing smile to his lips.

My suspicions grew stronger.

But right now, there are still many things he doesn't understand; perhaps the timeline has become disordered.

Without further hesitation, Chen Zhan's pale red aura suddenly erupted, spreading along the ground and silently entangling the Qiongqi Demon's body.

With hands forming a mudra, using his own vital energy as a guide, he condensed an extremely refined energy finger force at his fingertips and pointed it in mid-air!
"Om-"

A strange fluctuation spread out, and the relic inside the Qiongqi demon suddenly stopped leaking power, as if it had been shut off by an invisible valve.

The monster, which had been frantically absorbing power, suddenly froze, hissing angrily. It instinctively tried to activate the relic, but found that the power was locked tightly, and no matter how it struggled, it could not draw out even a fraction of it.

Qiongqi Demon also sensed Chen Zhan's presence, but as soon as it looked up, it saw a pale red finger strike shooting towards it like lightning, so fast that it couldn't react at all.

"puff!"

With a soft sound, the finger strike precisely pierced through the scales on the Qiongqi Demon's chest, creating a bloody hole.

A flash of red light appeared in the cave, and the Buddha relic that Fang Sheng had hidden in his body, absorbing countless amounts of blood energy and internal force, was drawn by an invisible force and transformed into a red stream of light, breaking through the shackles of flesh and blood, and flying straight towards Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan raised his hand to catch it. The relic was scalding hot to the touch, and the warm blood flowed into his body through his palm, mingling with the blood and energy throughout his body without any rejection.

He could clearly feel the pure internal energy and boundless blood energy contained within the relic. The two forces were intertwined, yet maintained in balance by a strange rule.

Chen Zhan was very curious. This relic material seemed to be very unusual, allowing internal energy and blood qi to coexist without interfering with each other.

He probed the inside with his own vital energy and found that there was nothing else sealed inside the relic.

There was only a massive amount of essence blood, similar to the origin of life, and internal energy, but the internal energy had been completely exhausted, with less than 10% remaining.

This essence and blood should be the key to prolonging life.

Using this level of essence and blood to nourish the body would easily extend one's life by more than ten years.

However, according to Han Tiange, the relic also contains two secret scriptures and sacred techniques, and the inheritance of the Holy Teachings.

Chen Zhan confirmed that there was indeed no such thing.
Will Han Tiange suspect him of stealing the cultivation technique?
"Roar!!!"

Without the relic, the Qiongqi Demon's aura instantly weakened to the extreme. Its massive body swayed precariously, and it let out a desperate roar, unable to move any further.

It could only watch helplessly as Chen Zhan took away its last chance of survival.

Chen Zhan gripped the relic tightly, his qi and blood receded, and he turned to leave the ruins.

He had only taken two steps when he paused slightly, glanced back at the dying monster, and once again condensed a burst of qi and blood into his fingertip, which he then lightly shot out, striking the monster squarely between the eyebrows.

With a "poof" sound,
The Qiongqi Demon's head was pierced, and its massive body crashed to the ground, falling completely silent.

(End of this chapter)