The shadow of the devil began to crumble.
Thousands of crimson flowers closed in from all directions, their petals slicing, draining, devouring.
"NO—!" Mo Wen screamed as innumerable attacks crashed down on him, suppressing his body, shredding his soul, erasing his slowly.
"I refuse to fall like this!" he roared.
Forcing every last trace of strength from the Strength Gu, Mo Wen forced his true form to descend.
He transformed.
The shadow that once wavered suddenly solidified.
A massive demonic hand burst forth and seized Ba Xia, who hadn't even finished reacting before his scream was cut short, his body and soul refined into raw strength and swallowed whole.
The surrounding demons retreated in panic, barely maintaining their footing within the Garden of Death.
At the same time, Demoness Ya, the Mind Demon, began chanting a poem. Each word carried power, pushing Mo Wen further into madness.
Then.
His true form emerged.
