Chapter 82: The Great Art of Demonic Life (1/2)
Chapter 82: The Great Art of Deiant face appeared seven ancient-looking oil lauished A massive and ancient aura emanated out in all directions The exquisite aura seemed to contain the essence of heaven and earth
When the giant face appeared, the State of Zhao Cultivators all looked shocked, and some of them made to flee
“Don’t panic,” said Lord Revelation, his voice boo that Patriarch Reliance wasn’t dead He’s incredibly weak, and we are of the Core Fore If we join hands, we can easily wipe hi
A laugh rang out froiant face, hoarse and potent Filled with crazed excitement, it pierced the ears and hearts of everyone present
As the laughter echoed out, the faces of the floating Cultivators changed Without saying a word, the dignified old wo
Even as she attempted to fly away, anext to her and wrapped itself around her body A boo shriek, as the hand crushed her to death Everything shook Meng Hao looked on in shock
The giant hand opened, and inside could be seen a three-coloredmotion, and the Core shot toward the first of the seven la the Core as fuel and e firelight eht
“We cannot flee!” barked Lord Revelation, his face growing pale “Kill what is left of Patriarch Reliance, and our spoils of victory will be immense!” The other Cultivators had looks of astonish the miserable fate of the old wo sound could be heard The area around the iant face suddenly collapsed, and a black, shadowy figure e out in the Immortal’s Cave
“Patriarch Reliance!” The echo of the laughter thundered out, and the Ihed up blood
Amidst the blackness, Patriarch Reliance could be seen His body was gaunt, al but skin and bones, as if he had just clirave His eyes were dim and dark, yet seemed to be filled with ferocity and power
Up above them, clouds roiled, and around Patriarch Reliance’s body, ripples began to e on top of the world His power, arrogance, and thirst for blood struck fear into the hearts of the other Cultivators
“Patriarch Reliance…” The red-faced old man from the Cold Wind Sect suddenly looked pale, and his body tre Patriarch Reliance, he was as powerless as a cricket The only reason he had dared to come to this place for the Sublime Spirit Scripture was because Lord Revelation had divined that the Patriarch eak to the point of death At thebut weak
“Revelation, things aren’t settled between us!” he said, spinning and rushi+ng toward the exit The others with him moved to follow, one by one Their bodies transfor Hao stood down below staring up at thehed, and it was filled with both excitement and bloodlust His body flickered, and suddenly he was floating insound filled the air A massive pressure pushed doards, and the red-faced old round, their bodies no longer under their own control
Patriarch Reliance’s body flickered again, and then he was standing in front of the red-faced old man The old man’s pupils shrank in astonishment as Patriarch Reliance’s body suddenly fused with his own
A blood-curdling screao nuan to wither His hair fell out as his flesh and blood dried up A blackness appeared that see all blood and life In the blink of an eye, it had corew as thin as paper, and his bones began to crumble Soon, his entire person had turned into a ure; Patriarch Reliance Except now, he was not as gaunt as he had been ht death aura radiated out from him It seemed as if some of his life force had been restored In his hand, he held the red-faced old man’s three-colored mixed Core He flicked his sleeve, and it shot into the second oil lamp