Ling Fan snorted coldly, his Nirvana Tribulation Body glowing. He seemed like a peerless divine being who would not fall into reincarnation, his flesh immortal. Wind and thunder roared between his fists and palms. With a single punch, he shattered the demonic radiance.
He then lunged forward, reaching out to grab the demonic horse's single horn. With a sudden exertion of force, he lifted the demonic horse, swung it around several times, and then violently slammed it onto the Guansheng Cliff.
*Bang!*
The Guansheng Cliff trembled with a world-shattering tremor, more cracks appearing. It was doubted whether it would collapse, scaring the powerful figures below into fleeing towards the outside of Guansheng City.
The demonic horse shook its head, surprisingly unharmed. In this battle, its bloodline had awakened more and more, and it grew stronger as it fought. Many mysteries, divine abilities, and demonic arts inherited within its bloodline surfaced, making its combat power even more formidable.
It snorted, exhaling long plumes of mist, its eyes filled with ferocity. Its robust, slender body transformed, becoming a giant azure dragon that lunged to strangle Ling Fan.
"Dragon Transformation Secret Art, Sky-Breaking Strike!"
The azure dragon, formed by the demonic horse, had a vast and mighty dragon body that covered the sky. It coiled like a python, intending to crush Ling Fan to death within its embrace.
Even with the strength of Ling Fan's Nirvana Tribulation Body, he felt a terrifying oppressive force. His chest felt heavy, as if he were suffocating, and his ribs creaked.
The formidable physique of the Bolongju clan was indeed well-deserved.
"Die for me!"
The demonic horse was extremely ferocious, its mouth gaping open to reveal its bone-white teeth.
The dragon body it had transformed into suddenly tightened, aiming to explode Ling Fan.
"Wicked beast, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
Ling Fan snorted coldly.
In an instant, the heavens and earth shook. A terrifying, colossal demonic phantom suddenly expanded. Even though the dragon body of the demonic horse was immensely powerful, it was directly pushed apart.
Nirvana Demonic Image!
Ling Fan positioned himself at the center of the giant Nirvana Demonic Image's brow. A surging torrent of blood and qi erupted, dyeing half the sky red. As Ling Fan formed fist seals and struck downwards, the Nirvana Demonic Image mirrored his actions, forming fists and pounding the dragon body of the demonic horse. It was beaten downwards continuously, finally letting out a scream and crashing onto the third level of Guansheng Cliff. Its dragon body writhed, crushing numerous ruins.
It almost crushed the three sacred steles.
Seeing this, Ling Fan snorted coldly and stepped forward. The terrifying body of the Nirvana Demonic Image directly suppressed the demonic horse, preventing it from thrashing about and damaging the remaining three sacred steles.
He had only comprehended one of the Hao Ran Thunder Stele. He had yet to comprehend the other two, and he wondered if they contained complete sacred dao.
If he could learn from and master them, it would be of great benefit and help in perfecting his Myriad Laws Origin Flow.
"Bang!"
The Nirvana Demonic Image stomped on the demonic horse's head. Its transformed dragon body vanished, revealing its true form.
"Get off! How dare you step on me! I am the one who tramples others!"
The demonic horse struggled frantically, its bloodline roaring. Its single horn became even more radiant and sharper, like an unparalleled blade. It suddenly thrust its horn towards Ling Fan.
Seeing this, Ling Fan chuckled. He formed the Zhenwu Fist Seal, and an supreme aura permeated the air. In an instant, it was as if a peerless Heavenly Venerate was looking down upon the mortal realm. With a punch, *crack!*
The demonic horse's single horn was broken by Ling Fan and fell to the ground.
"Roar!"
The demonic horse let out a world-shattering scream.
This single horn was not merely an ornament; it was a vital part of it, as hard as divine gold, the epitome of extreme offense. Without this horn, its destructive power would be reduced by a tier.
Once, a demonic Heavenly Venerate, after much effort, killed an adult Bolongju and took its horn. It was refined into an unparalleled demonic artifact, known for its ability to break through anything and kill Heavenly Venerates, demonstrating that the Bolongju's horn was no less powerful than a dragon's horn.
"Are you convinced now? If not, I'll break more than just your horn."
Ling Fan's calm words were spoken. The struggling body of the demonic horse immediately froze. An unprecedented sense of fear permeated its being.
It was afraid!
Yes.
This demonic horse, which feared nothing, truly felt fear for the first time.
Even when facing the sages of Guansheng Academy, it had never felt such fear.
It could sense that Ling Fan was not joking; he would truly kill it!
"I... I am convinced!"
The demonic horse spoke with difficulty, uttering these words as if it had used all its strength. After speaking, it seemed to collapse, falling to the ground and panting heavily.
"Although you say you are convinced, your wild nature is hard to tame. You are definitely not truly convinced in your heart, thinking that I, Ling, am not qualified to subdue you, aren't you?"
Ling Fan dispersed the Nirvana Demonic Image and landed before the demonic horse.
His calm words made the demonic horse tremble.
It pondered for a moment, then stood up from the ground, lowering its head and pacing aimlessly, lost in thought.
"The victor is king, the loser is defeated. Today I lost to you; it means I am inferior in skill, and there is nothing more to say. When I become stronger in the future, I will naturally challenge you again to wash away today's shame!"
The demonic horse raised its head and said.
"Good! If you truly submit from now on, I will have no interest in you. The Bolongju clan is meant to fight against heaven and earth, to slay dragons and kill phoenixes; they must not be silenced. If you truly submit, you will be ruined from now on. I await your challenge in the future, but I must tell you, I have not yet condensed my Nascent Soul. When my cultivation reaches its peak and my Nascent Soul is condensed, you will only feel more despair. Your bloodline is not enough. To catch up to my pace, become stronger."
"You have stayed on Guansheng Cliff for so long, yet you have not become a Demon Saint. You have become complacent and have ceased to progress."
Ling Fan said calmly.
The demonic horse's body trembled and it fell into silence.
After a long while, it lowered its head and sincerely asked Ling Fan for advice: "What should I do? My demonic power has reached near perfection, but I have always been unable to take that crucial step to become a Quasi-Demon Saint."
Ling Fan said, "Combat. Only through combat can you continuously stimulate your bloodline. The Bolongju clan, without fighting, are they still Bolongju? Moreover, you cannot stay in a small place like the Eastern Lin Domain, bullying those in the Core Condensation realm, Golden Core realm, or those so-called experts on the Martial Lord Ranking every day. You also cannot be complacent about it. You should be challenging Quasi-Saints, or even true Manifestation Realm Saints!"
The demonic horse trembled all over, as if a great enlightenment had dawned upon it.
It bent its knees and knelt, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, sir. It is like a great bell, deafening and illuminating, awakening me!"
Ling Fan said indifferently, "Get up. I was just speaking casually; the key lies within yourself."
"Yes!"
The demonic horse nodded.
"Sir, I still do not know your name?"
"Ling Fan."