Apart from a pair of eyes flickering with purple light, the skeleton had no flesh or blood left on its body. As its limbs flailed wildly, low incantations emanated from its mouth, accompanied by shrill, eerie cries that sent chills down one’s spine.
Suddenly, the other thirteen skeletons surrounding it simultaneously raised their heads and let out piercing shrieks. In a flash, they transformed into streams of black mist and merged into the central skeleton.
In an instant, the skeleton’s size expanded wildly, and every inch of its bones began to glow, undergoing a bizarre transformation.
With a thunderous rumble, the skeleton swelled to a towering height of seventy to eighty zhang, its entire body wreathed in black demonic flames, as if a celestial demon had descended upon the world. Yet, upon closer inspection, one could see that embedded in the massive bones of its chest were thirteen small skulls, each only a few feet in size—clearly the transformed remains of the other thirteen skeletons.
Even more astonishingly, after the colossal skeleton let out a long howl, a series of bone-cracking sounds erupted from its back, and twenty-six additional pale skeletal arms materialized.
Each of these arms wielded a different bone weapon—swords, axes, halberds—and with a mere flick, demonic winds howled and black flames surged, creating an overwhelming spectacle.
This grotesque, fused skeleton was none other than the Mother Demon of the Thirteen Child-Mother True Demons.
However, unlike conventional methods of cultivating this demonic art, this “Venerable Lan” had used his own body as a cauldron to refine himself into the Mother Demon’s form.
The benefits of this approach were clear: it allowed his cultivation to skyrocket, granting him numerous demonic abilities while eliminating the risk of the child demons rebelling against him.
But the price was steep. If the Mother Demon suffered severe injuries, his consciousness could be corrupted by demonic influence, risking eternal transformation into a true Mother Demon.
Had Venerable Lan not witnessed Han Li’s unexpectedly formidable powers and found himself in dire straits, he would never have resorted to this transformation.
Once merged into the Mother Demon, Venerable Lan’s mind was instantly flooded with bloodlust, and his previous fear of Han Li vanished. With a grotesque chuckle, he opened his maw and spewed a gust of demonic wind toward the distant giant ape.
The wind howled with bone-chilling coldness, sweeping across the sky in a gray haze.
Then, the Mother Demon shook its massive head and vanished into the demonic wind.
Meanwhile, the golden-furred ape hurled the mountain peaks in its hands, smashing most of the nearby peaks to rubble. Only the summit where the Mother Demon had stood remained intact. The ape’s gaze shifted toward it just in time to see the rolling demonic wind approaching.
Without hesitation, the ape flung the two remaining mountains forward.
With two earth-shaking booms, the azure and black mountains expanded rapidly, forming a towering barrier over a thousand zhang tall—indistinguishable from real mountains.
The demonic wind crashed mercilessly against the twin peaks, dispersing waves of freezing energy.
One side of the mountains instantly turned crystalline, coated in a thick layer of ice.
The ape stomped its foot and, with a whoosh, leaped atop one of the peaks. Its eyes glowed with blue light as it scrutinized the demonic wind.
Suddenly, the ape roared and lashed out with both fists, sending countless golden fist phantoms exploding toward a specific point within the wind.
A sinister chuckle echoed in response.
From within the wind, countless massive blade projections materialized, flashing brilliantly with faint crimson runes. They effortlessly sliced through the seemingly indestructible golden fists and continued their relentless assault toward the ape itself.
The golden ape’s eyes blazed even brighter, but it suddenly raised a hand. A sharp whistling sound pierced the air as thirteen enormous golden flowers shot forward, transforming into purple-marked beetles mid-flight—Han Li’s thirteen candidate insect kings.
Previously trapped in the demonic formation, they had finally broken free and rejoined Han Li.
Without needing any command, the beetles’ markings glowed, and their bodies swelled to several zhang in size. They flickered before the ape, conjuring countless illusory shields.
Though the blade projections were bizarrely sharp, they merely clattered harmlessly against the beetles’ carapaces before dissipating. Given the mutated Gold Devouring Beetles’ near-indestructible bodies, few things in the world could truly harm them—these blades were no exception.
Yet at that moment, a massive vortex abruptly appeared above the ape’s head. A colossal shadow descended, preceded by twenty-six enormous bone blades swinging down, unleashing a sea of black flames.
Venerable Lan, now fully transformed into the Mother Demon, had revealed himself and launched a sneak attack.
The ape, however, seemed prepared. Instead of panicking, it took a deep breath, and black mist roiled around its body as a suit of dark armor emerged, covered in swirling black runes for protection.
Then, it clapped its hands together before spreading them apart, releasing countless golden arcs that formed a massive lightning net to intercept the demonic flames.
With a deafening boom, the black flames and golden lightning canceled each other out, extinguishing most of the flames. But the bone blades continued their relentless descent toward the ape’s head.
A vicious grin flashed across the ape’s face as a golden, three-headed, six-armed phantom materialized behind it. The phantom’s six arms swung, each releasing a golden sphere.
The six spheres merged midair, forming a golden vortex spanning nearly an acre—the Divine Essence Demonfist Art’s supreme technique: **Void-Sundering Golden Light!**
Under the cover of the dazzling radiance, a faint green shadow darted from the ape’s back, vanishing into the surrounding demonic energy.
As the golden vortex spun wildly, waves of golden energy cascaded outward. The twenty-six blades struck the waves but were instantly ensnared.
With a low chant from the phantom, an immense suction force erupted from the golden waves, wrenching the blades from the Mother Demon’s grasp and pulling them into the vortex.
The ape was momentarily stunned—such an easy capture was unexpected.
But the Mother Demon let out a trembling laugh and pointed at the blades.
The weapons shuddered, converging into a massive bone lotus composed of white skeletal petals, each inscribed with dense, eerie gray runes.
With a single rotation, the lotus unleashed a storm of blade projections, tearing through the golden waves and hurtling toward the vortex.
Yet the Void-Sundering Golden Light, a pinnacle technique of Han Li’s Divine Essence Demonfist Art, was not so easily broken.
The golden phantom’s three heads chanted in unison while its six arms wove a rapid series of hand seals, intensifying the vortex’s power. The golden waves surged, clashing fiercely with the gray blades in a stalemate.
Frustrated, the Mother Demon’s eyes flared with purple light. Its twenty-six arms reached into its own body, each pulling out a thick bone that transformed into a new blade. Then, it lunged at the ape once more.
The ape roared, pounding its chest before spewing a golden beam from its mouth. Its fists lashed out again as it leaped toward the Mother Demon, relying on its demonic armor to engage in brutal close combat.
Simultaneously, the thirteen purple-marked beetles buzzed toward the colossal skeleton.
But the Mother Demon snarled, and the thirteen skulls embedded in its chest detached, spewing emerald beams to intercept the beetles.
Though the beams couldn’t harm the beetles, they contained some strange power that prevented the insects from breaking through, temporarily locking them in a stalemate.
Meanwhile, the golden phantom at the original location suddenly ceased its chanting and hand seals. Its body solidified into a golden, corporeal form.
A wisp of black mist rose from its central head, revealing a pitch-black infant several inches tall—an exact miniature of Han Li. Clutching a broken purple blade, the infant cast a cold glance at the Mother Demon before vanishing back into the golden body.
The three heads of the golden body swayed, their six eyes glowing. One arm flipped over, revealing the now-enlarged purple broken blade.
As the heads chanted anew, the other five arms waved, releasing streams of golden runes.
The purple blade shimmered, radiating rings of five-colored light.
At the same time, an overwhelming force of heavenly law filled the void.
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