Chapter 0787 Power of the Evil God

Chapter 0787 The Power of the Evil God

Long Shengkuang's scales, though shredded by the claws, regenerated instantly, making them virtually unbreakable.

Qin Yun's arm transformed into a lion's claw sent shockwaves through the crowd.

Witnesses of his previous Sky Lion's Dragon-Subduing Claw knew that it had undergone a transformation.

Previously, his Sky Lion's Dragon-Subduing Claw had been ethereal, energy-formed, but now it looked like a solid weapon, its claw-tips glinting with deadly sharpness.

Long Shengkuang licked his lips as he gazed at Qin Yun's Sky Lion's Dragon-Subduing Claw, then launched himself upward with a vicious smirk, his demonic horns vibrating and releasing numerous red rings.

Each massive ring measured dozens of meters across, and as they descended, they swallowed Qin Yun whole.

Then, the rings rapidly contracted, seeking to crush him.

Qin Yun wasn't about to take this lying down—he immediately jumped to evade.

"Don't even think of escaping!" Long Shengkuang roared with laughter, unleashing a barrage of punches mid-air.

His fist energy morphed into shrieking demonic visages, howling as they engulfed Qin Yun.

Qin Yun frantically slashed with his Sky Lion's Dragon-Subduing Claw but couldn't dispel the onslaught.

Boom! Boom!

Qin Yun got hammered into the arena floor, and several smaller platforms within the arena were flattened by the shockwaves.

Long Shengkuang's current strength was at its peak, rivaling the Martial King himself.

Though Qin Yun had broken through, he remained hopelessly outmatched by Long Shengkuang, who was now possessed by the Evil God.

"Bind!" Long Shengkuang sneered.

The shrinking rings wrapped tightly around Qin Yun.

With a primal roar, Qin Yun unleashed the power of his Earthquake Art, releasing seismic waves through his very being!

Hummm!

The seismic force thrummed with devastating power, causing the entire arena to shake up and down.

Whoosh!

Qin Yun's muscles bulged, erupting with a burst of red light that shattered the binding rings.

Even Long Shengkuang, hovering above, gaped at Qin Yun's sudden surge of power.

Crack!

Qin Yun pointed two fingers at Long Shengkuang in the air, releasing the EarthPiercing Shatterstrike Finger—a dark energy bolt lanced forth instantly.

Black mist surged from Long Shengkuang's body, coalescing into a defensive dome.

Bang!

Yet, Qin Yun's EarthPiercing Shatterstrike Finger punched straight through the defense, striking the black scales and shattering them, spraying dark blood in an arc.

Long Shengkuang bled for the first time, eliciting collective gasps from spectators!

"You... you actually pushed me this far!"

Long Shengkuang bellowed in rage, his wounds rapidly healing. Just as he finished speaking, Qin Yun unleashed another EarthPiercing Shatterstrike Finger.

An emerald thunderbolt resounded through the air!

Long Shengkuang exploded with fury, black energy surging from his body.

In the blink of an eye, Long Shengkuang underwent another transformation—his face now covered in scales, his green eyes protruding unnaturally, his tongue turning black and elongated!

"Is this your hideous true form?" Qin Yun scoffed as he leapt up, barely evading a blast of corrupt energy from Long Shengkuang.

"You insult me—you will die horribly!" Long Shengkuang, now resembling a demon, hissed in a voice that sent chills down the spine.

The entire audience watched in terror.

Even those knowledgeable about Demon Cultivators had no idea what demonic cultivation Long Shengkuang had practiced to attain such inhuman strength.

In an instant, Long Shengkuang appeared behind Qin Yun and struck with a devastating palm strike.

Qin Yun sidestepped, countering with Seven DragonSlaying Palms from one hand and EarthPiercing Shatterstrike Finger from the other.

The force of his strikes landed consecutively on Long Shengkuang!

A thunderous shockwave of energy erupted!

Long Shengkuang was blasted backward dozens of meters, yet his scales merely emitted a wisp of black smoke.

"His defenses have grown even stronger!"

Qin Yun felt a chill. Earlier, he had managed to draw blood from Long Shengkuang—now, he could barely make a dent in his defenses.

Summoning his Sky Lion's Dragonrend Claws, Qin Yun lunged forward, slashing repeatedly at Long Shengkuang with resounding clangs.

The black scales on Long Shengkuang's body had become even more impenetrable!

"Qin Yun, stop! Give up now!" Jian Shitian, hovering above, urgently shouted.

At this point, Long Shengkuang had reached a nigh unstoppable level of power—far beyond Qin Yun's ability to defeat.

Yet Qin Yun knew he had to destroy Long Shengkuang, now possessed by the evil god.

If the evil god grew stronger, both Qin Yun and Yang Shiyue would face mortal danger.

Long Shengkuang howled with mad laughter. "Qin Yun, today is your death!"

The Xuan Domain cultivators and the Long Clan, though thrilled by Long Shengkuang's sudden surge in power, also felt uneasy—fearing he might lose control completely.

Within Long Shengkuang's body lay a fragment of the evil god's soul, its energy granting him unfathomable power.

Still laughing, Long Shengkuang suddenly spat out a sinister blood-red energy beam!

The beam flashed with terrifying speed—even as Qin Yun dodged, it struck him.

KABOOM!

After being struck, Qin Yun exploded into a massive cloud of blood-red mist and radiant light, the shockwave seeming capable of splitting heaven and earth.

The arena was instantly engulfed in red light, thick with malevolent aura.

"Xiao Yun!" Yang Shiyue watched from afar, her jade-like fists clenched white-knuckled.

"Long Shengkuang's strength has defied all logic!" Bao Changshou's expression was grave. "We must make Qin Yun give up now!"

Even after just one hit from Long Shengkuang, Qin Yun's skin and muscles split open. He collapsed to the ground, howling in pain.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Long Shengkuang, hovering in the air, fired crimson energy beams from the black demon horns on his head, pounding mercilessly at Qin Yun below.

At that moment, Qin Yun came close to giving up hope.

However, Ling Yuner quickly activated the Dark Sun's devouring power, siphoning off portions of the malevolent energy directed at him—though only a fraction. Most of it still struck Qin Yun.

Only because Qin Yun possessed the Hao Ran Zheng Qi martial soul could he endure so much of the evil god's power without losing himself.

"Just a fragment of the evil god's soul is this terrifying?" Qin Yun lay on the ground, could hardly twitch as Long Shengkuang's blows hammered into him.

The arena was drowned in crimson evil energy.

Long Shengkuang hovered arrogantly midair, hands behind his back, his demon horns continuously blasting waves of demonic energy downward.

The spectators watched in horror, frozen in terror.

The deafening booms echoed endlessly, making ears ring.

Anyone could see how terrifying Long Shengkuang's power was.

Yet Qin Yun still wouldn't go down.

His resilience defied belief—how could he withstand so many attacks?

Even the evil god within Long Shengkuang found it unbelievable.

Finally, Long Shengkuang let up on his attack, and the sinister energy swirling in the arena surged upward, reabsorbed into his body.

Qin Yun, covered in wounds, painfully dragged himself up.

But the moment he stood, Long Shengkuang sent him flying with a savage kick.

In a flash, Long Shengkuang caught Qin Yun midair, clamping his throat and lifting him.

Choked with overwhelming force, Qin Yun couldn't speak.

"You want to surrender, don't you?" Long Shengkuang laughed with cruel glee.

Qin Yun had never considered surrender. If he didn't kill Long Shengkuang today, the latter would soon become invincible.

Suddenly, Long Shengkuang sensed the Dark Sun within Qin Yun, his eyes blazing with greedy excitement.

"So this is how you've endured my attacks!" Long Shengkuang exclaimed, then drove his claw-like hand into Qin Yun's abdomen, seizing the Dark Sun—but not yet pulling it out.

Seeing this, Bao Changshou shouted, "He's trying to take the Dao Mystic Pill! Stop him!"

Long Shengkuang also knew that if he took out the Dark Sun, he wouldn’t be able to escape today, so he had no choice but to keep his grip.

The elders of the Profound Domain coldly said, "He hasn’t taken it out yet, he’s just holding it!"

Yang Shiyue’s heart pounded with worry, tightly gripping Xiao Yuemei’s hand.

Xiao Yuemei also watched with heartache, burning to charge forward to save Qin Yun.

After Long Shengkuang seized Qin Yun’s Dark Sun, Qin Yun heard Ling Yuner scream in agony.

"A Dao Spirit? Perfect! I’ve always wanted something like this—now it’s mine!" Long Shengkuang’s guttural, sinister voice echoed in Qin Yun’s mind.

"Xiao Yun, don’t let him take me! I don’t want to leave you!" Ling Yuner wailed in anguish. "I’ll always be your good friend. I’d rather die than go with him!"

Qin Yun seethed silently, "*Yun’er… Yun’er… I won’t let him take you!*"

Long Shengkuang’s voice taunted from the void of Qin Yun’s mind, "Little Dao Spirit, you’re mine now. Stop struggling… Once you’re with me, you’ll forget this insignificant human immediately! Only a god like me is worthy of possessing you!"

Ling Yuner shrieked through tears of fury and despair, "Xiao Yun, don’t let me leave you! I’ll always be yours. I refuse to follow this bastard…"

After Qin Yun’s Dark Sun was seized, it was suppressed by the crushing might of the evil god, and even Ling Yuner fell under his control.

Hearing Ling Yuner’s heartbroken cries, Qin Yun raged like a wildfire.

If Ling Yuner was afraid, he felt fear. If Ling Yuner grieved, he grieved too!

At this moment, he could deeply sense Ling Yuner’s sorrow and rage, as well as her affection for him.

He didn’t understand why this Dao Spirit who’d appeared out of nowhere had such profound feelings for him!

"Yun’er, no one can take you away!"

Seeing Ling Yuner—this ethereal, radiant spirit—slowly fading away, Qin Yun suddenly unleashed a thunderous roar.

He borrowed the power of the Sky Lion Beast Spirit!

Having fused the Sky Lion Beast Spirit as his Bone Spirit Soul, he could channel its primal fury.

He had done so once before, but years had passed, and his cultivation had grown significantly. Now, he could borrow it again!

The Sky Lion Beast Spirit was a remnant soul left behind by the Sky Lion Ancestor, and its power was no weaker than that of the evil god!

Because the Sky Lion Ancestor was a divine beast capable of entering the Divine Wasteland!

"Die, evil god!" Qin Yun’s Sky Lion’s Claw flashed out, slashing at Long Shengkuang before him.

Long Shengkuang’s mighty body was torn into pieces by the soul-rending claws.

Roar!

Qin Yun roared at Long Shengkuang’s mutilated corpse—this was the Heavenly Lion Roaring Sky Sound!

The shockwave, laced with the power of his Earthquake Art, dispersed the evil god energy swarming to reconstitute around Long Shengkuang.

Long Shengkuang and the evil god recoiled in terror, stunned by Qin Yun’s abrupt surge of power!

"Surren—"

Long Shengkuang barely managed to choke out a single word before Qin Yun slammed his palm down—the Sky Lion’s divine might erupted alongside the Ultimate Dragon Palm!

The Sky Lion Ultimate Dragon Palm, and seven palm strikes in rapid succession at that!

Boom!

The seven palms merged into one, their force transforming into the head of a Sky Lion that crashed onto Long Shengkuang. The evil god's hoarse, furious screams reverberated, striking terror into all who heard.

Long Shengkuang's body was shredded to pieces, yet the demonic horn remained!

Qin Yun seized the horn and then forced back the borrowed power of the Sky Lion Beast Spirit.