Invincibility starts when I see the BOSS health bar.

Chapter 930 Deep Demonization
Fang Yu patted off non-existent dust, then casually waved to the ashen-faced Master Qian, his tone as indifferent as if he were asking about the weather.

"I wonder what other 'novel' methods Master Qian has up his sleeve next?"

[Lifespan: 310173/386779.]

Fang Yu glanced at the still ample health bar above his head.
His eyes revealed absolute indifference, even carrying a hint of equal scrutiny.

There was no trace of fear or awe that should be present when facing a powerful enemy in those eyes; only an almost indifferent calm.

That look, that posture, those words... were like a red-hot branding iron, fiercely searing into the proud pride of Master Qian!
An unnamed rage that almost consumed reason suddenly exploded from the deepest part of Master Qian's heart!

"Heh...hehe..." Master Qian wanted to sneer, to crush the other party's arrogance with the most contemptuous laughter. But the laughter uncontrollably took on a twisted tremor.

"But...you only managed to withstand two of my moves! Are you already so... overconfident?!"

Click! Click! Click!

He suddenly started to stretch his entire body.

Each twist produced a thunderous cracking sound from the joints.

It was as if the suppressed anger within him was transforming into a tangible force and roaring forth!
"What Master Qian means is..."

A faint smile played on Fang Yu's lips, but his eyes were sharp as knives. "This third move... is he determined to... kill me?"

"if not?!"

The voice of Master Qian suddenly rose to a high pitch, booming like thunder!
Like the roar of a wounded beast, the raging fire in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

"Do you really think I would waste such a precious 'tool' on an ignorant nobody like you?!"

He suddenly looked up and let out a roar that sounded inhuman!

With this roar, the whites of his eyes, as if splashed with thick ink, were rapidly soaked and covered by the pitch-black liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In the end, it transformed into a pair of pure, deep, terrifying black demonic eyes with no whites!
Even more dramatic changes are taking place inside his body!
All the black blood was like ignited explosives, circulating wildly at a speed beyond its limits!

Thick, dark blood vessels, as thick as earthworms, protrude menacingly from the surface of the skin.

Immediately afterwards, his entire skin, and even the entire surface of his body, began to be rapidly covered and enveloped by a flowing, viscous, pitch-black substance!
It's like being draped in a constantly reshaped black curtain!

His body was growing taller, his muscles were expanding, and a thick, scaly tail tore through his clothes and stretched out!

When the black substance covering the head finally took shape, a non-human face was revealed.

Its fangs are interlocked, like the gaping maw of an abyss!
Deeply demonized!!
At this moment, the demonic transformation of Master Qian was no longer under control, but rather like a runaway wild horse, surging wildly toward a more dangerous and unknowable abyss!

Every second, his form underwent subtle yet terrifying changes, accompanied by an unimaginable surge of destructive energy, as deep and unfathomable as an abyss!
He had once wondered if this ultimate form would be enough to shake the legendary Six Souls Realm expert!
If it weren't for the fact that this "device" is about to fail and my year and a half of life and time may be wasted, I would be in a desperate situation.

If he hadn't been thoroughly enraged by Fang Yu, he would never have put himself in such a dangerous situation!
Every deep transformation into a demon is a huge gamble on reason and the future!
He, the Hall Master, still has a long road ahead in the martial arts world.

He still needs to break through to the sixth level of the Soul Realm. How can he be like that madwoman Ya Qingli, spending his days with being out of control?
"You're lucky."

Master Qian's voice became like sandpaper being rubbed.

He is struggling to adapt to this powerful body, which is filled with destructive impulses.

This form is his trump card, his ultimate weapon, the final trump card for walking in the darkness!
Those who have seen this form... have all turned to dust!
Fang Yu will be the next sacrifice.

"To think you could push me to this point..."

Master Qian slowly raised his head, his pure black demonic eyes locking onto Fang Yu, filled with nothing but pure, icy killing intent.

"Besides 'luck,' I can't think of any other word to praise you. Because at least... you will die by my hand without any pain."

The body's adaptation... is complete.

All that remains is... slaughter!
Master Qian's figure swayed slightly—

Boom——! ! !
The ground beneath our feet, along with the billowing smoke, seemed to have been ruthlessly plowed by an invisible giant plow, suddenly blasting open a straight, violent passage!

Master Qian abandoned any fancy techniques and chose the most primitive, violent, and natural method that best suited his powerful physique at this moment.

Charge straight ahead!

With pure, overwhelming speed and power, utterly crush the target!
Fang Yu had completely lost sight of Master Qian.

He could only see the smoke in front of him, which had been relatively calm, suddenly explode as if it had been detonated by a series of invisible high-explosive bombs.

Bang bang bang bang bang-!
It exploded wildly all the way out! The death tunnel formed by the explosions was heading straight for his chest with overwhelming force!

"funny."

Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Fang Yu simply stood still, even his defensive posture seemed somewhat "dull".

But this is just appearance.

With the absolute perception and defensive confidence brought by his primordial demonic body, he already had the best strategy to deal with enemies whose speed far exceeded the limits of visual perception.

Remain steadfast amidst change, use your body as a shield, and stand firm against powerful enemies!

boom--! ! !
Almost at the same instant Fang Yu's thought crossed his mind!

A terrifying giant claw, completely covered in jet-black keratin and with sharp, blade-like nails extending from its fingertips, appeared in front of Fang Yu's chest without warning, as if it had teleported!
The defense that the withered wood armor was so proud of was as fragile as paper in front of this demonic claw, and was instantly pierced through!

The cold, hard claws, exuding an aura of destruction, pierced Fang Yu's chest without any resistance!
Immediately afterwards, that demonic claw clenched tightly!
puff!

goo-dong... goo-dong...

A heart that is still beating slightly and warm...

It was forcibly pulled out of Fang Yu's chest cavity by that dark, demonic claw!
Fresh blood dripped from the tips of his claws.

"ended."

The inhuman, hoarse, and distorted whisper of Master Qian rang out.

He slowly raised the arm that had pierced through Fang Yu's chest.

Fang Yu's body was like prey pierced by a harpoon.

His feet were limply off the ground, like a broken doll that had lost all life.

It was suspended from the Thousand Hall Master's demonized, disproportionately thick and terrifying arm.
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32912!

A shockingly high damage number, like a splatter of foul blood, suddenly burst from above Fang Yu's head, piercing the stagnant air.

Fang Yu's withered wood armor and flesh body were as fragile as paper under the full power of Hall Master Qian.

Gudong.

Something was throbbing on the black hand that pierced Fang Yu's chest.

That's... Fang Yu's heart!!
The claws of Master Qian, which had completely transformed into the form of a ferocious black beast, were tightly gripping Fang Yu's heart!
The cold touch and the pulsating life force create a cruel contrast between the claws.

The destructive energy contained in Master Qian's attack was enough to instantly turn an ordinary expert into dust. Moreover, Fang Yu was currently being restrained, and his life was hanging in the balance with his enemy!
"farewell."

The monstrous head of the Thousand Hall Master split open, revealing menacing fangs. A low, hoarse laugh, like metal scraping, echoed within the smoke-filled cage, heralding the end.

Before the words were even finished, Fang Yu was not even given a chance to catch his breath or struggle.

The giant claws of Master Qian, covered in black keratin and bulging with muscles, tightened suddenly!

Bang! ! !
A dull, brutal explosion rang out!
That vibrant heart, crushed by absolute power, was utterly pulverized like a ripe berry, instantly turning into dust!
62948!

Another, even larger, scarlet number, like a brand of death, burst forth violently from above Fang Yu's head once more!
[Life count: 214313 / 386779.]

Fang Yu's body suddenly stiffened, as if all support had been removed.

His head drooped limply, his life force receding rapidly like a receding tide, leaving his body as if it were nothing but an empty shell.

The last vestiges of consciousness seemed to dissipate along with the shattering of the heart.

His hands, devoid of strength, hung limply, like those of a dead man.

"The third move will take your life. The wooden fish has been sealed three times; the contract is complete!"

The Thousand Hall Master's cold voice carried a hint of arrogance, as if the dust had settled.

He waited, waiting for the contract to take effect, waiting for the power of Fang Yu's strange technique to flow into himself.

That was the key to his hope of breaking through the bottleneck and glimpsing the realm of the Six Souls.

However, the expected warm current of energy transfer did not materialize.

The contract seemed to have sunk without a trace.

"Why?"

Master Qian muttered in astonishment, his first thought being doubt: had something gone wrong with that precious contract artifact?
He never even considered that the problem might lie with the silent, heart-shattered "corpse" before him.

Until... the "corpse" hanging on his arm moved very slightly.

"How can it be?!!"

The demonic giant pupils of the Thousand Hall Master suddenly contracted to their limit, and unbelievable horror was like being doused with ice water!

That guy who should have been annihilated and died!

Under his full demonic transformation, with all his might, and even with a fatal blow that shattered his heart...

How is this possible... how could there still be a trace of life left?!

The "corpse" was still hanging on his arm, but Fang Yu's lowered head began to rise very slowly.

When that blood-stained face finally faced Master Qian, a chilling smile slowly crept onto the corner of his mouth!

It must be admitted that Master Qian's speed is simply too fast.

It was so fast that Fang Yu's physical body could no longer keep up.

Even if perception can barely capture its trajectory, the body's reaction is always half a beat slower.

Faced with such a speed-type formidable foe that exceeded all limits, Fang Yu's experience gained from countless life-or-death battles was—to withstand the attack!
The enemy's target is always themselves.

By enduring injuries with their high health, the opponent will inevitably experience a very brief pause in their attack the moment they are attacked.

In that instant, it was equivalent to sealing off the opponent's ghostly mobility.

In the initial encounter, almost no one would be prepared for this desperate tactic of "trading injury for victory".

Therefore... this trick never fails!

As Fang Yu thought of this.

A stronger and more intimate sense of soul connection than before, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around Fang Yu's heart.

His contact with Master Qian suddenly became much closer!

The effect of the device has undergone a subtle change.

Fang Yu's bloodied lips curled up even more into a deeper smile.

"Three moves have passed, Master Qian, now it's my turn."

A cold voice, carrying a calm, almost declarative tone, rang out.

"Arrogant!!"

Master Qian was instantly enraged by this provocation from the "half-dead man"!
He is the dignified master of the Underworld!
He was just one step away from the supreme realm of the Six Souls!
However, after failing to crush an ant in three moves, he was mocked by this dying creature!

In a fit of rage, he suddenly raised the arm that was piercing Fang Yu high.

He was about to slam Fang Yu, who was hanging on his arm, to the ground like a rag doll, intending to smash him into mincemeat and erase this last humiliation!

However, in the blink of an eye——

Snapped!Snapped!
Fang Yu's two hands, which had been hanging limply, suddenly snapped back like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, gripping Qian Tangzhu's arms tightly!

A sense of crisis originating from the depths of the soul, imprinted on countless life-and-death battles.

Like a volcanic eruption, it suddenly exploded from the deepest part of Master Qian's heart!

A bone-chilling cold instantly swept over my entire body!
But... how could that be?!
The kid in front of me is barely breathing; he's clearly a weakling who could be killed with a flick of the wrist!
Aside from his strange fighting style and thick skin, in Master Qian's eyes, he was nothing more than a stubborn punching bag!
What merit or ability does this dying piece of trash possess to generate such a strong, almost tangible threat of death?!
In actual combat, the opponent's apparent weakness, coupled with the sharp warnings issued by one's honed combat intuition, creates a fatal discrepancy.

It was this insignificant moment of hesitation that caused Master Qian's movements to freeze fatally.

Just as his mind wavered, two cold words rang in his ears like a death knell.

"Open...the tree."

Opening a tree with both hands, the efficiency of power transmission is faster than thought!

Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss!
Countless fine, hair-like, jet-black threads surged forth from Fang Yu's palm as if they were alive!

Ignoring the distance in space, they instantly pierced through the air and stabbed straight at Master Qian's body, which was covered with a thick, dark, demonic skin!
Although Master Qian was surprised, he was not afraid.

He had absolute confidence in his deeply demonized, jet-black body.

Its defenses are so strong that they can withstand even the most powerful weapons.

What can these strange black lines do to him?
But in the next instant, the feigned composure on his face shattered completely, turning into utter horror!
because--

Swish swish swish swish!!

Those dense black needles seemed to pierce through the void, completely ignoring his proud, hard-as-steel, black, demonic skin!

They pierced through that powerful defense without any hindrance, like red-hot iron needles piercing butter, sinking straight into his flesh and blood!
His demonic body was incredibly powerful, second only to those of a Six Souls expert.

Faced with these eerie black lines, it is as fragile as a sheet of paper!
(End of this chapter)