God of Pets-Chapter 638: Blade Breaks Blade

On the palm of the Night King, there wasn't an intimidating presence, and even the Primordial Energy fluctuations were minimal.

Yet in the center of his palm, there was a bizarre Primordial Energy vortex, like a demon's eye, spinning continuously.

The power of the Frosty Cotton Hand struck that vortex, and it was surprisingly absorbed by it.

After the vortex absorbed the Primordial Energy of the Frosty Cotton Hand, it swiftly expanded, transforming into a massive Primordial Energy vortex in front of the Night King's palm.

"Isn't that the Night King's exclusive Secret Skill, the Abyss Demon Hand? Seeing it today, its reputation is indeed well-deserved," Mr. Xiao, having long heard of the fearsome Abyss Demon Hand, now saw it and felt it was even stronger than in legends.

The Abyss Demon Hand can use the Primordial Energy vortex to engulf the opponent's Primordial Energy and turn it to one's own advantage.

In such a situation now, it's clear the Abyss Demon Hand has already enveloped the Primordial Energy unleashed by Zi Donglai, and next, Zi Donglai has to face a counterattack even more terrifying than his own strike.

Both humans and demons who knew the power of the Abyss Demon Hand shared the same thought.

However, the situation did not develop as they had envisioned. The Primordial Energy vortex in front of the Night King grew larger, but seemed to show no signs of stopping, and therefore no potential for a counterattack.

Everyone thought the more Primordial Energy that was engulfed, the stronger the Night King's counterattack would be.

But they soon discovered that not only was the Primordial Energy vortex still expanding, but it was also slowing down.

The Night King wanted to swing the Primordial Energy vortex toward Chen Guan but couldn't. The vortex seemed to be stuck in the mud, impossible to move no matter how hard he tried.

The frost color extended from the vortex, quickly freezing it in the air, forming a frosty vortex like an eye made of frost in the sky.

The frosty power spread along the vortex towards the Night King's palm.

The Night King forcibly shook off his Abyss Demon Hand, while his other hand formed a fist, punching towards the encroaching Frosty Cotton power.

Crack!

The frost eye shattered into countless fragments that fell to the ground, as the Night King punched through the frost power in front of him. Yet, in the next second, he suddenly retreated, throwing another punch.

One step back, another step back.

He continuously retreated, continuously threw punches.

The Night King delivered seventeen punches, retreated seventeen times, yet was still unable to directly dispel the power of the Frosty Cotton Hand. He had to sidestep to evade the endless icy Primordial Energy.

A deathly silence enveloped all, demons and humans alike were left agape.

Unbelievably, Zi Donglai with just one strike not only broke the Abyss Demon Hand but also forced the Night King into retreat, making him deliver seventeen punches in vain, eventually having to dodge.

That was the Night King, how could he be made so embarrassed?

At this moment, the majestic figure in the sky appeared terrifyingly strong.

Even the four brothers of the Demon Clan and other demon leaders felt somewhat uneasy in their hearts.

"A single ordinary strike with such might—perhaps the legendary city-destroying strike truly exists."

The Night King paused in the air, staring at Chen Guan with an even more intense gaze: "Excellent, this is what it takes to be a worthy opponent for me, the Night King."

As he spoke, the wings behind the Night King fluttered slightly, and he flew toward Chen Guan again, saying, "The same technique won't work on me a second time; you'd better try a different one."

Paying no heed to his words, Chen Guan unleashed another Frosty Cotton Hand, wanting to see what other tricks the Night King had up his sleeve.

Faced once more with the Frosty Cotton Hand, the Night King again did not choose to dodge, opting for a direct confrontation instead.

But this time, the Night King didn't use the Abyss Demon Hand.

With his hands pressed together, like catching a blade with bare hands, he clamped down on the Frosty Cotton power, then rubbed it vigorously, causing it to spin.

With a pull and a lead, the endless Frosty Cotton power transformed into a spiraling whirlwind, turning back toward Chen Guan.

Though this act of rubbing, pulling, and leading seemed effortless, it was hidden with many miraculous Secret Skills and techniques, otherwise, how could it easily shake Chen Guan's Frosty Cotton Hand?

The demon army rejoiced wildly, while humans grew tense.

For such a powerful Secret Skill to be cracked by the Night King after just one use—the Night King is indeed as powerful and terrifying as the legends say.

"To clash with the top experts of the Ten Great Families in the Grotto Heaven, this Night King is truly formidable." Mr. Xiao was somewhat concerned whether Zi Donglai could handle the Night King.

Chen Guan watched as the rotating Frosty Cotton power flew back at him yet did not act, simply exhaling a breath of Primordial Energy.

A surge of magma-like Primordial Energy spewed from Chen Guan's mouth, scorching the icy Primordial Energy into steam, evaporating it entirely.

Fire Dragon Breath—one of the unparalleled Primordial Energy Skills Chen Guan practiced but seldom used.

It and the Frosty Cotton Hand, one ice and one fire, can be said to counterbalance each other, neutralizing one another in this moment.

"I warned you, the same technique should not be used in front of me a second time," the Night King said calmly as he looked at Chen Guan.

"You are indeed strong, deserving of the Night King's name. If that's the case, then it must be like this." Chen Guan flicked his left hand; Primordial Energy appeared out of thin air, forming in his hand into a crystal-clear, translucent long and narrow Primordial Energy Saber, carved as if from flawless white crystal—it was none other than the Good Asura Saber.

Wielding the Asura Saber, Chen Guan unfolded the Ghost Immortal Step, slashing towards the Night King.

"Do you wish to compete in technique? As you wish." The Night King extended his hand, summoning a black Feather Saber to his grasp, also slender in shape, slightly longer than Chen Guan's Asura Saber, but not by much.

Clang!

Their figures continuously moved in the sky, leaving trails of afterimages, mere shadows exchanging strikes, with few able to clearly see their battle.

Chen Guan felt a slight surprise in his heart; his Asura Saber, formed with Spiritual Power, was strong enough to destroy a level 40 Secret Divine Weapon.

Yet the Night King's saber could clash directly with the Asura Saber—it must be a Secret Divine Treasure of comparable level.

Originally, Chen Guan only planned to rely on his higher Primordial Energy strength to win, but since that approach wasn't feasible, he had to choose another path.

After all, the realm of technique wasn't Chen Guan's most proficient area.

Using the saber as a sword, Chen Guan executed the Netherworld Emperor Sword Technique, the blade tip touching the Night King's saber blade, almost instantly severing a section of the Feather Saber in the Night King's grasp.

Due to the Asura Saber's inherent Spiritual Power, it was already extremely tough, and combined with the Netherworld Emperor Sword's indestructible effect, the Night King's saber couldn't hold and broke into two pieces.