That being's body was semi-transparent, revealing its bones. Within its chest cavity, the figure of the Nine Nether Rakshasa was prominently present.
However, at this moment, the Nine Nether Rakshasa was surrounded by flames swirling and burning endlessly, her life force being being devoured by that being.
"So ruthless, he actually sacrificed himself." Mo Nian and the others were stunned, feeling a chill run down their spines.
Although Mo Nian had a premonition that the Nine Nether Rakshasa must have a terrifying trump card, she never expected that in order to kill Long Chen, she would sacrifice herself. Even if Long Chen died, she wouldn't survive. This was too ruthless.
"Long Chen, even if I die, I will take you with me on this journey to uphold the sacred dignity of the Asura clan." The Nine Nether Rakshasa roared angrily within the being's body.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the world trembled. A ripple slowly tightened, enveloping Long Chen and giving him no time to react. The ripple left a dark red ring above his head.
When that light circle appeared, the creature holding the scythe instantly opened its tightly shut eyes. In that instant, a terrifying will of death enveloped Long Chen.
"Long Chen, you have been locked onto by the soul-stealing demon from Avici Hell. He will hunt you to the ends of the earth. After you die, it will steal your soul. In hell, you will reincarnate endlessly, unable to live or die. You must atone for your sins in endless death!" The voice of the Nine Nether Rakshasa was eerie, ghostly.
"Oh, hell? I'm so scared. Long
Chen put on a look of great fear, then said disdainfully, "It's like who's never been to hell. Is that impressive?"
This summoning of yours seems to be Brother Xia Guhong's way of warning me to be cautious.
He told me not to push you too hard. Actually, I didn't push you much—it's just that you have a big temper. You can't blame me. "
Enough talk. Accept the punishment from hell. The great Asura clan is not someone you can desecrate."
The Nine Nether Rakshasa roared in fury. After her roar, she vanished completely. All her power, along with her life, merged into the body of this being. From then on, there was no one named Nine Nether Rakshasa in the world.
At the very moment she vanished, the Soul-Stealing Fiend from Avici Hell suddenly opened its huge mouth, baring fangs as sharp as hundreds of needles, and flashed a ferocious smile at Long Chen.
"Buzz!"
The scythe in his hand slashed down like lightning, stirring up a howling gale that looked like thousands of fierce ghosts wailing, stealing souls and souls.
"Ah...
Among the Dragonblood Legion, some with weaker soul power let out screams. The sound pierced their ears like billions of maggots gnawing at souls, causing extreme pain and torture. Even with the willpower of the Dragonblood warriors, they couldn't help but scream.
"Heavenly Soul Barrier"
Meng Qi's expression changed. Her jade hand formed seals in succession, breaking open a soul barrier. Yet even so, the sound couldn't be completely blocked. However, with the barrier's barrier, the damage was greatly reduced.
Everyone was shocked. They noticed blood seeping from many ears. This soul-retaining demon from the Avici Hell was terrifying.
"That scythe is a terrifying soul weapon, wrapped with billions of vengeful spirits, filled with endless resentment. Could it really come from the Avici Hell?" Mengqi said in shock.
Hell is a place everyone fears. Legend has it that it is a concentration camp for evil, where the most vicious beings in the nine heavens and ten earths gather in hell to suffer after death.
But if the evil spirit is strong enough to kill the administrator, it will escape the sea of suffering, become the controller, transform from a spirit into a physical entity, no longer tormented, but instead torturing others.
The Avici Hell, also known as the Avici Hell, is the most bitter and brutal hell in it. The tortures inside are endless and endless. Those who can emerge from Avici Hell will be promoted to demons.
Fierce demons are the leaders of Avici Hell. In life, they were the most ferocious beings, and after death, they suffer endless torment, accumulating endless resentment and murderous intent.
After becoming leaders, they relentlessly slaughtered the evil spirits like machines, relentlessly releasing their resentment, endlessly enjoying it.
However, even fierce demons feel a great sense of crisis, because fierce demons compete and kill each other. They cultivate through killing, but in their territories, if stronger ferocious spirits are born, they will crush them relentlessly, preventing them from growing.
If it grows up, it will become another ferocious demon. Once a ferocious demon is born, it immediately kills the one suppressing it. Therefore, the ferocious demons of hell are true killing machines.
"Trouble, this soul-stealing fiend from Avici Hell isn't just any ordinary fiend." Mo Nian's expression changed.
"What do you mean?" Everyone asked.
"When I was raiding tombs, I dug through the Hell Passage and encountered the Hell Fiend. We fought a fierce battle, fought with all my strength, and finally killed it, seizing its bone-peeling knife. That battle was one of the toughest battles of my life.
The demon I encountered should be the Skinning Hell demon. His body was covered in white flames, while the one Long Chen encountered had blue flames, probably of a higher grade than the one I encountered. Mo Nian said solemnly.
"Wouldn't that mean the boss is in danger?" Everyone was greatly astonished.
"It shouldn't be a big deal. Long Chen carries the sacred radiance of the ancestral dragon, which can resist the erosion of hell's power.
Moreover, his own soul power was strong, so he wouldn't be affected... Watch out... Suddenly, Mo Nian let out a startled cry, startling everyone into their throats.
It turned out that Long Chen had been dodging the Soul-Stealing Demon's scythe several times. After a few attempts, Long Chen suddenly shouted sharply and unleashed a punch, golden light stretching for miles, intending to clash head-on with the Soul-Stealing Demon's scythe.
"... Don't break that sickle, it's very useful. Mo Nian shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Screw you."
Guo Ran and the others couldn't help but curse loudly. Mo Nian's earlier word 'be careful' would scare them to death. That twist was way too abrupt, almost causing a crash.
"Boom!"
Long Chen slammed his fist onto the opponent's scythe. Golden divine radiance and blue flames surged, transforming heaven and earth into a world of gold and blue, clearly divided, water and fire inseparable.
A tremendous force tore the sky apart, as if the entire world was about to be split in two.
"Boom boom boom... Long
Chen swung his fists, his blood energy soaring to the sky. Amid the phenomenon, a giant dragon rolled, and faint sounds of dragon roars echoed. Long Chen's blood energy was ignited, and at this moment, he began to unleash his full power, no longer dodging, and fought head-on with the Soul-Stealing Fiend.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not joking. If I really want that sickle to be useful, don't break it." Seeing Long Chen ignore her, Mo Nian shouted loudly.
"Smack!" Suddenly,
Long Chen grabbed the massive scythe with his large hand and kicked fiercely at the Soul-Hooking Fiend's arm:
"Let go of me!"