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With a raise of his hand, he struck down a palm print, and within it was a Ninefold Cloud-shattering Finger pressing down.

At the same time, he spat out a ball of black demon wind from his mouth, as if countless blades were sweeping through the wind.

As power continuously gathered, his deadly moves erupted simultaneously.

Li Hao\'s face suddenly changed, his swordsmanship shifted, and the barely balanced power in his body tilted at this moment.

"Immortal Tao, Reincarnation!"

Li Hao slashed down again, the sword light curved like an arc, the arc light like a round moon, swiftly pushing forward.

The black demon wind was instantly extinguished; the huge palm print met the sword arc and shattered, but the sword arc also flickered with lightning, as if it couldn\'t bear the strain.

The finger that followed the palm and pierced through completely shattered the sword light, but at the same time, the finger was also disrupted. Several bouts of force burst forth, overturning tents in the distant camp.

Li Hao\'s inner energy slightly churned, but he quickly contained it and backhandedly slashed out a second sword.

The robed man\'s pupils contracted, and his face lost its color in shock.

You\'re still not dead?

This kid was actually holding back earlier?!

He felt his blood rush to the top of his head as if he were about to explode in a mad rage, his eyes turned blood-red and vicious, and his body gradually underwent Semi-Demonization, his hands transforming into sharp claws, screeching sharply.

Similarly relentless attacks bombarded continuously, black feathers emerging on his skin, the more he fought, the deeper his demonization.

Both sides were unleashing ruthless moves, causing the earth to quake and heaven to thunder with their might.

Yet both seemed to enter a deadlock, neither able to best the other.

Under the Unwithering state, the robed man revealed his true form, transforming into a huge Black Bird, but on its back were golden feathers, the thin bloodline of an ancient Demon King within its body.

It roared, flapping its wings, the heavens and earth changing color as towering Demonic Qi suppressed from above like dark clouds, a gigantic finger extending from within.

Li Hao stamped on the ground, soaring into the sky, carrying the might of the Immortal Tao Reincarnation, and attacked the apocalyptic finger.

His body plunged into the demonic fog, then cleaved through the black mist and shattered the finger, but he himself spat out a mouthful of blood.

Under the Reincarnation Sword Skill, his body\'s Immortal Qi fluctuated, and he was barely keeping up, relying solely on his strong constitution.

The Black Bird Demon King\'s assault was broken, enraging it further; its Unwithering state wouldn\'t last long.

Once the state declined, it might even be weaker than before.

This filled it with insufferable anger and shame—was it, a prestigious Demon King, going to be counter-killed by a junior from the Heavenly Human Realm?!

Boom!!

As both sides were gathering strength, ready to launch a new round of the most intense collision, suddenly from the horizon a grey shadow shot towards them, smashing violently into the nearby camp.

Li Hao turned to look and saw through the dust a figure in a grey robe clambering out of a deep pit looking extremely wretched, with shredded clothes and an exceedingly large bloody hole torn through his gaunt chest!

It was Feng!

Li Hao\'s pupils contracted to pinpoints, his blood feeling instantly cold and solidified.

But then, as if a fiery blaze was kindling from the bottom of his heart, it almost tore his entire soul apart with its burning rage!

"Feng!"

He let out a distorted roar and rushed over.

Feng Boping climbed unsteadily out of the pit, spitting out blood, his complexion pale and ugly. Hearing Li Hao\'s shout, he turned to look and noticed the Black Bird in its true form. His heart skipped a beat—Li Hao had forced the Demon King to reveal its real self?

"Run!!"

As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Feng Boping urgently bellowed at Li Hao.

Li Hao\'s body, however, didn\'t stop. Just as he reached Feng, he suddenly felt two immense Demonic Qi bearing down on him.

Turning his head, he saw two demonic figures racing across the sky. One revealed its original form, a giant lion with golden fur and scales covering its four limbs.

The other wore a dark silver robe, brilliantly patterned on the chest, tall and handsome in figure—a young man in appearance.

At the moment, his hands smeared with blood, he was toying with a rib bone.

"Old man, you have quick reflexes, ducking out of the way." The silver-robed youth sneered, but there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Li Hao\'s complexion turned grave; there was yet another Demon King!

Beyond that Dragon Lord, the Wan Shan Demon King had actually summoned another!

Seeing the gravely injured Feng Boping next to Li Hao, the golden lion that was Wan Shan stomped out of the void. Seeing Li Hao\'s changed expression, it burst out with a fierce and exhilarating laugh:

"To prevent your high-level experts from being in charge, I specially asked him to join the fray, but now it seems, all your earlier bluffs were just a show of strength!"

"Competing in strategy with me? Don\'t worry. I won\'t kill you easily. I\'ll refine your soul and imprison you in the Mo River, where you\'ll beg for death but won\'t find it!"

Li Hao felt a chill surge up from deep within. This old Demon King was too careful.

He had guessed that his opponent was suspicious and cautious, but he didn\'t expect him to be this prudent.

Having the Dragon Lord show up might have been meant to lull them into thinking there were only three.

But in reality, another was lying in wait in the shadows. Their lines of defense were compromised and destroyed by Wan Shan, and during the battle, some of it receded, morphing into combat power, preventing them from noticing this one hidden in the dark.

Four Demon Kings!

To kill him, a mere Heavenly Human Realm, they had actually mobilized so many Demon Kings; it was nothing like the villains in stories, coming out one by one, allowing the hero to defeat them one step at a time.