4972: C4972 The Devil King

C4972 The Devil King

Chen Shaofeng withdrew the aura of death into his body.

"Now, it's my turn..."

After saying that, he turned his gaze towards Devil God Yang.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing that, Devil God Yang's expression immediately changed.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to absorb all the death Qi in your body!"

Chen Shaofeng said with a smile.

After saying that, Chen Shaofeng took three steps forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed towards Devil God Yang.

This was his strongest attack!

He was confident that this Devil God Yang would definitely be grabbed to death by him without any ability to resist.

When Devil God Yang saw Chen Shaofeng's actions, his expression immediately changed greatly: "I am the Great Commander of the Demon Clan. If you dare to hurt me, the entire Devil God world will not let you off..."

"You, the leader of the Devil God Realm, are nothing in my eyes, let alone not letting me off!"

Chen Shaofeng's voice was bone-piercingly cold.

"No!"

Devil God Yang shouted in fear, but it was useless.

Under the envelopment of Chen Shaofeng's aura of death, his body, soul, bloodline, and divine essence quickly withered and weakened. In the blink of an eye, he was on the verge of death.

Wherever Chen Shaofeng's aura of death passed, it disappeared without a trace without any resistance.

Seeing that, Chen Shaofeng's face could not help but reveal a satisfied expression. Following that, his aura of death enveloped Devil God Yang's body.

After the aura of death enveloped Devil God Yang, it crazily drilled into his body.

Not long after, Devil God Yang's blood, soul, Blood Essence, soul, bones, muscles... and so on were all absorbed.

It was the same for his primordial spirit.

Not long after, Chen Shaofeng had completely devoured his primordial spirit, soul, Blood Essence, Nascent Soul, Nascent Soul... Not a single trace was left.

"Haha, I never thought that this Death Possession would actually be a peerless martial skill of the Demon Clan. The heavens are really helping me. Now, I can finally fight against Death!"

Chen Shaofeng's face was full of smiles, and the lofty aspirations in his heart began to burn.

He knew that the effect of the Death God's possession would continue for another two years or so.

Now, he had to make good use of these two years to increase his strength.

"Now, it's your turn!"

An incomparably sinister smile appeared on Chen Shaofeng's face.

He clenched his fist tightly and smashed it towards Devil God Yang's broken body.

Following the crisp sound of bones breaking, Devil God Yang's body was smashed apart by Chen Shaofeng.

His huge body turned into countless fragments and flew in all directions.

These fragments turned into black mist and sank into the surrounding soil.

"Ah!"

Chen Shaofeng let out an angry roar.

He felt countless cells trembling in his head. It was the Devil God Yang's soul, Blood Essence, and soul, all entering his mind.

However, Chen Shaofeng had long since mastered the Death God's Tyrant Body. He refined it into the aura of death, absorbing and refining it.

Very quickly, five different colors of light flashed out from Chen Shaofeng's head. They were all different in shape, and every single one of them contained the endless profound meaning of death, causing one's heart to palpitate.

When Chen Shaofeng used it now, its power doubled, and he could attack and defend at the same time!

"Huff, huff..."

Chen Shaofeng let out a long breath and unleashed the Rage of the Death God.

A violent hurricane appeared out of nowhere and enveloped his body.

The hurricane formed a tornado that kept spinning.

An endless aura of Death filled the tornado.

Everything within a thousand-yard radius was turned into dust. Even the soil and sand were turned into nothing....

At this moment, the battle in the distance stopped.

Everyone saw Chen Shaofeng sitting cross-legged in the center of the tornado. His entire body was emitting a dazzling silver light, as if he was a god.

Three Demonic Armaments floated in front of him, each of them emitting a dazzling metallic light that flickered with a deep light.

The Hammer of Death was the ruler of Death, and it could turn one's body into a giant axe of Death that could kill enemies.

Chen Shaofeng's face was filled with ecstasy as he muttered to himself: "Right now, my strength has already reached the second level of the Dominating Realm. Even if I were to deal with an ordinary ruler, I would have the qualifications to contend against him, let alone this Devil God!"

The identity of Death had already been exposed, so there was no need for Chen Shaofeng to continue hiding.

Chen Shaofeng's face was filled with smiles.

He put the three Demonic Weapons into his storage ring, and then rushed towards the city of the Demon Clan.

What he urgently needed now was to buy materials and increase his cultivation!

Although his current combat power had already surpassed the eighth level of the God Realm, there was still a large gap between him and a true God. He needed to increase his strength as quickly as possible.

His current battle-power was comparable to an ordinary peak ninth-level God.

Soon, he returned to the Demon Clan's city.

Chen Shaofeng went straight to the Demon King Pavilion.

In the main hall of the Demon Clan, the Demon King was in seclusion to heal his injuries. Suddenly, a guard walked in, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, just now, Chen Shaofeng killed the High Priest of our Demon Clan in the square outside the city!"

"What?!!!"

Hearing this, the Demon King stood up from his seat in shock.

Boundless hatred flowed out from his eyes.2

This bastard had actually killed the High Priest of the Demon Clan!

He was extremely angry right now.

He decided to immediately bring his men and personally head to Chen Shaofeng's location to kill him on the spot.

"Someone, prepare a palanquin for me and immediately head to the Chen Family Village!"

The Demon King said in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir!"

The guard replied and left to arrange the palanquin.

The Demon King sat on the throne and waited quietly.

Time quietly passed. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.

The Demon King sat on his throne, waiting for Chen Shaofeng to come.

"Your Majesty, Chen Shaofeng is here. He is waiting for you in the courtyard!"

Not long after, another guard came to report.

Hearing that, the corner of the Demon King's mouth raised into a sinister smile. He stood up and walked out of the room.

"Hello, Your Majesty!"

When Chen Shaofeng saw the Demon King come out, he bowed and greeted him.

"Young Master Chen, we meet again!" The Demon King said coldly, "Even now, you still dare to appear in front of this king. You are really bold!"

Hearing that, Chen Shaofeng was not afraid of him.

After all, Chen Shaofeng's combat strength was comparable to that of a ruler!

Chen Shaofeng laughed lightly: "Your Majesty, didn't we agree long ago that we would each take what we needed? Now that you have given me the Death God's Blade, shouldn't you fulfill your promise?"

When the Demon King heard this, his eyes flashed with an extremely sinister killing intent.

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to mention this!" The Demon King said coldly, "How can your cultivation be so weak? You are obviously playing with me!"

"Hehe, playing with you?" Chen Shaofeng laughed in disdain.

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