Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 621 - 525: [Sacred Object]

Trapped within the Water-Fire Crucible, the refining force generated by the intertwining and collision of two Powers of the Great Dao, driven by Tai Yin, incessantly invaded Lü Wansheng's body, causing his flesh to constantly dissolve and turn into flowing blood.

"Roar!!!"

Inside the crucible, Lü Wansheng roared to the sky, his eight pupils bursting with blood light, and from his ribs, flesh and blood grew, instantly sprouting eight pillar-like, terrifying arms!

Bang bang bang bang——

With ten arms swinging, Lü Wansheng appeared like a mad demon, pounding frantically at the Water-Fire Crucible in front of him like a pile driver. His crazed, extreme power shattered the void into fragments, with resounding booms like a giant bell, sending tsunami-like sonic waves sweeping in all directions!

Boom!!!

The earth shattered with cobweb-like cracks, and the mountain ranges within a thousand miles collapsed entirely. The rising dust resembled an enormous mushroom cloud!

"Do you think you can break my Water-Fire Crucible so easily?

Naive!"

Amidst the sweeping, earth-shattering sonic waves, Tai Yin's calm and indifferent voice emerged from the thick rolling mist.

The white bone mysterious yin banner flapped above, its radiant threads falling down, forming a towering figure that appeared half like the ancient Foshan, half like a horrifying Demon Cave.

[White Bone Vajra Body Protection Technique]

Blocking Lü Wansheng's counterattack, Tai Yin continuously wielded the Frost Cloud Flame in hand, deepening the power of water and fire, which faintly transformed into the rudiments of rules, colliding and sparking an ever-rising refining force.

Feeling his body continually melting and even his soul on the verge of being forcefully refined, Lü Wansheng erupted with maximum intensity, his aura suddenly soaring, fully entering the Dao Body Realm!

"Open!"

In full eruption, his ten fists were like comets falling from outside the domain, leaving heavy afterimages, unleashing thousands of punches in an instant, each stronger than the last, smashing against the Water-Fire Crucible in front of him.

Every punch carried enough power to obliterate the earth within a thousand miles.

It is conceivable how terrifying the power Lü Wansheng unleashed in that instant was!

Under such fierce and vicious onslaught, the Water-Fire Crucible swelled several times over from the relentless pummeling.

Crack!

Amidst the continuous thunderous sounds, the subtle sound of cracking was insignificant but piercing!

Boom!

Divine light of water and fire exploded across the sky, and the raging gale blew Tai Yin's Daoist Robe high.

"Die for me!"

The terrifying figure crashed through the rolling dense smoke, and a filthy torrent of blood-like energy erupted from Lü Wansheng, instantly plunging the entire world into a dark domain.

Bang bang bang bang!

Like gods and demons attacking, Tai Yin sheathed the Frost Cloud Flame and patted a gourd at his waist. A magnificent, domineering longsword of flowing brilliance fell into his hand.

Wielding the longsword, Tai Yin fiercely engaged in battle with Lü Wansheng.

While Lü Wansheng's figure was immense, his aura terrifying, and each swing of his ten arms contained the power to stir mountains and seas and shatter the void.

Yet facing such a horrific being, Tai Yin seemed perfectly adept, wielding a sword single-handedly, engaging back and forth in combat.

The various marvelous techniques of Tai Yin, combined with the formidable Primordial Sword, surprisingly held the upper hand for a time.

No matter how Lü Wansheng erupted at his peak, swinging his heavy fists, he couldn't escape being suppressed by Tai Yin's hand, being beaten into continuous retreat, his body already devoid of any intact flesh.

The sheer accumulation of Divine Marvel Power confronted a Primordial Heaven cultivator who wielded the mighty force of the heavens and grasped the rules of the Great Dao.

The gap was indescribable in words.

Even Tai Yin himself felt that while Lü Wansheng's erupted power was vast and overwhelming.

However, his mastery and utilization of power were not even comparable to an ordinary Bloodstained Realm cultivator of the Tianyuan Human Race.

He merely relied on instinct to recklessly expend the Divine Marvel Power within him.

It could not be said to lack skill; rather, it was utterly devoid of skill.

"If what this world calls top power is like this, then my previous worries were really unnecessary."

With a wave, a sword light like an inverted cascading river struck Lü Wansheng heavily to the ground. Tai Yin extended his right hand, and from the white bone mysterious yin banner beside him, strands of black mist shot out like ropes, wrapping around Lü Wansheng's limbs.

But at this moment, the fallen Lü Wansheng suddenly revealed a grim smile. He reached into his upper left eye, and amidst the splattering flesh and blood, extracted a jade marrow, completely scarlet, mottled like jade, and swirling with concentrated bloody radiance from his eye socket!

"Huh?"

Sensing danger suddenly, Tai Yin unhesitatingly transformed into a gust of black wind, retreating a thousand miles instantly, while simultaneously fully activating the white bone mysterious yin banner to perform [White Bone Vajra Body Protection Technique]. The half-demon, half-Buddha phantom reappeared, enclosing him within its palms.

Crash!

At the instant Tai Yin evacuated and retreated to the distance, Lü Wansheng's huge mouth suddenly widened to the back of his head!

The next moment!

An incomparably terrifying crimson blood column burst from his mouth, turning everything in its path into a chaotic state, as an overwhelmingly powerful crushing force swept over thousands of miles, reducing everything beneath the blood column's onslaught to dust!

In just a single moment!

The blood column swept through everything, leaving a barren wasteland in its wake, utterly leveling everything within a thousand miles.

"With just a slight move, you couldn't withstand it."

Standing up, supporting himself on his fat knee, Lü Wansheng chuckled while wiping the sticky blood from the corner of his mouth, his seven eyeballs spinning wantonly, no longer sensing that man's presence.