Chapter 1689: Endless Fight (1/2)

The terrifying devil figure, which transcended all of the other Devil grand monarchs in their Ancestral Awakening form, seemed to be a condensation of pure devil power.

While he remained where he was, towering over the other Devils, his enormous devil hand seemed to defy space and press down from above Fan Tianze.

The giant hand descended like a blackish-violet celestial curtain with innumerable rays of light interweaving in it, manifesting thousands of bloodline wonders that were unique to the Devils!

At the same time, numerous devilish beasts and insects seemed to be born in the palm of the descending hand. Then, as time passed bit by bit, the strong ones devoured the weak ones, and grew even stronger.

Fanatic looks filled the eyes of every Devil as they watched the enormous devil hand press down.

While watching the wondrous changes within the descending blackish-violet palm, some of them, whose bloodlines were at low grades, even roared feverishly as their bloodlines seemed to be somehow stimulated, and advanced to new heights.

Some eighth grade Devils even managed to derive brand new bloodline magics from it. Ecstasy was written across their faces.

All of the Devils and devilish creatures that knew what was happening stared unblinkingly at the enormous hand, lest they miss even the slightest changes, and therefore let this unearthly opportunity slip through their fingers!

“Great Devil Hand!”

A deep voice sounded like a thunderclap, and rumbled through the minds of everyone present.

The glowing stream of limpid sword light from Fan Tianze’s Limpid Cyan Sword was pressed down towards the Realm of Shadow Devil where it had come from by the gigantic blackish-violet hand.

Numerous wisps of sword intent that were swimming swiftly in the limpid stream like fish perished one after another, giving rise to poofs.

As this happened, countless wisps of sword light shot out of the limpid stream, but were quickly engulfed by the devil light that had filled that area of the starry river, the incomparably fierce sword intent within them eliminated in an imperceptible manner.

BOOM!

Fan Tianze, in his dharma idol form, was pressed back to the Realm of Shadow Devil, as if the entire heavens had collapsed on him.

An illusory divine sword could be seen floating over the head of Fan Tianze’s brilliant dharma idol. It was the Limpid Cyan Sword’s soul manifested in the outside world. Right now, under the overwhelming pressure from the Great Devil Hand, it suddenly grew twisted, as if it was on the verge of exploding.

At the same time, Fan Tianze’s dharma idol seemed to be infiltrated by countless rays of sparkling purple light. With numerous purple fissures appearing in it, it looked like porcelain ware that had been broken and put back together.

BOOM!

Purple bolts of lightning shot out of the widening cracks, and Fan Tianze’s dharma idol exploded violently.

Resuming his regular form, he let out a muffled groan and coughed up a mouthful of blood before falling towards the Realm of Shadow Devil.

“Senior Fan!”

At that point, Nie Tian happened to charge out of the realm in his enlarged form, and instantly flew to his side.

Nie Tian reached out, and Fan Tianze, who was covered in blood, fell into his enormous palm.

FIZZ!

Wisps of refined flesh power swirled out of Nie Tian’s giant palm and disappeared into Fan Tianze’s tiny body.

The gashes that covered his whole body healed at a visible speed.

Humans had the most fragile fleshly bodies. It didn’t require much life power to heal their bodies. In contrast, the injuries they sustained to their souls and spiritual seas were much harder to heal.

Sitting in Nie Tian’s palm, Fan Tianze looked up at him. Brilliant light still shone in his eyes as he wiped the blood off his face with a quick move of his hand. “Nie Tian, it was a mere doppelgänger of Grand Monarch Heaven Devil that injured me. But as you can see, it’s still stronger than any other Devil grand monarch you’ve met.

“Don’t worry about me. I can still fight. All I need is a bit of recuperation.

“You should go help Mo Heng...”

Before he could finish, a figure flew past Nie Tian and him and shot up against the blackish-violet Great Devil Hand.

It was Yin Xingtian.

SPLASH!