Ling Zhaokong could wound Shu Feng with a single strike, which spoke volumes about the terrifying power of his Martial Arts True Intent.
Before he had cultivated the Supreme Demon Body, Shu Feng would have been sliced in two by a single one of Ling Zhaokong's strikes.
"Poison Emperor, if you continue to hold back, this place will become your grave today!"
Ling Zhaokong stood proudly in the void, like a terrifying Sword God who commanded the heavens. One cloud after another transformed into terrifying Cloud Swords, each capable of slaying a Martial Saint, and they rained down madly upon Shu Feng.
"Ling Zhaokong, I'll show you my true power!"
A cold glint flashed in Shu Feng's eyes. He furiously activated his Supreme Demon Body, instantly transforming. He became a five-meter-tall Ancient Demon covered in sharp barbs, with a pair of fleshy wings sprouting from his back, exuding a ferocious and terrifying aura.
