It turned out that the greatest strength of the members of the Skull Society lay in their bones.
When they shed their flesh, their combat power reached its peak.
"Kill!"
The female skeleton joined the battlefield, cooperating with the Fire Demon to bombard Mo Chong.
*Bang.*
However, the female skeleton was sent flying by a palm strike from Mo Chong, and cracks appeared on her bones.
"How is that possible?"
The female skeleton was horrified.
Only now did she understand the immense pressure that the Fire Demon had endured.
Watching the two collide, their power was not overwhelming, but only those who truly engaged in combat could comprehend how strong their physical bodies were.
"Shattering Cloud."
The familiar voice rang out once more.
Mo Chong turned back abruptly. Not again?
The moment he turned, he froze. It was merely the Earth Skeleton's attack, and the faint blue flames had not even appeared.
"Halt!"
The Fire Demon seized the opportunity and punched Mo Chong's shoulder.
With a *bang*, half of Mo Chong's shoulder disappeared.
Flames surged, refining a drop of essence blood from the shattered flesh, which she casually tossed to the Skull King. "Eat this to recover your strength. The battle is not over yet."
The Skull King was not one to be squeamish. The faint blue flames flashed, igniting the essence blood and healing his injuries.
"Beast, you're courting death!" Mo Chong was utterly enraged.
He hadn't expected the Fire Demon to not only injure him but also refine his essence blood to give to the Skull King, and for the Skull King to actually devour it.
At this moment, Mo Chong erupted.
"Heaven and Earth Furnace!"
The berserk Mo Chong's Great Perfection aura enveloped heaven and earth.
The Fire Demon, the Skull King, and two others were all enveloped.
If Chen Fan were to witness the scene within, he would find it all too familiar; the aura was identical to that of the Mia Forest.
The ability to make others forget was once again activated.
...
On the other side.
The Dark Pope and others found themselves struggling more and more.
Treasures they would normally hoard were consumed like cheap goods, restoring their bodies as they continued to tie down King Qin's Corpse.
A solution had to be found.
Otherwise, if this continued, the Dark Church's foundation would be depleted.
"There's no choice but to use that move."
The Dark Pope made up his mind and said to his two subordinates, "From now on, count to three. After three, you two will instantly teleport out of the battlefield."
"Your Holiness..."
The two instantly understood what the Pope intended to do.
"It's alright."
The Dark Pope shook his head. "I won't die, only become weak. You two must protect me well. Remember, besides the First Dark Bishop, trust no one. Absolutely no one, including other factions that appear to be on our side."
"Understood."
The two nodded solemnly, feeling a heavy burden on their shoulders.
"Begin the countdown."
After the Dark Pope transmitted his message.
The two completely unsealed their full combat power.
With only three counts of time, they had to weaken King Qin's Corpse as much as possible.
Though their intentions were good, it was ultimately futile.
One.
Two.
Three.
*Boom.*
The two retreated instantly.
At the same moment, the Dark Bishop's entire body exploded with a *bang*.
That's right, his physical body disintegrated.
But the shattered flesh did not turn into blood and flesh; instead, it transformed into a vast expanse of black mist.
Furious roars echoed from within the black mist.
Then, the black mist converged, and a colossal demon took shape.
The demon held a chain in its left hand and a pen and paper in its right.
*Swish!*
A piece of paper flew out automatically. The demon raised its brush and wrote a symbol on it.
Perhaps it was a name, or something else.
The paper automatically ignited, like a book of life and death.
The next moment, the chain pierced through and coiled around King Qin's Corpse.
*Hiss.*
The demon exerted force, pulling King Qin's Corpse.
At this moment, King Qin's Corpse seemed to be shielded from everything by some rule. His body stopped moving, and he was pulled before the demon.
The demon's mouth opened into a gaping maw, and it swallowed King Qin's Corpse.
*Hum.*
Then, the demon became motionless.
Its colossal form slowly became tangible, eventually solidifying into a mountain in the shape of a demon. DaFeng Novel Network
*Puff.*
The Dark Pope reappeared, immensely weak.
He shouted towards Chen Fan's direction, "I can only restrain King Qin's Corpse for one hour. If you cannot end the battle within this hour, my Dark Church will turn around and leave."
He had done all he could.
King Qin's Corpse.
The Dark Church had endured the Angelic Holy Assembly's strongest fighting force.
Fortunately, it was only King Qin's Corpse, not King Qin himself.
"Alright."
Chen Fan did not turn back.
If he couldn't finish the battle within an hour, it would mean he had already lost.
...
The battle between the Beastmen Legion and the Old Holy Emperor was also fierce.
The Third Legion Commander had already become a corpse, torn apart by the Old Holy Emperor.
Similarly, the Old Holy Emperor paid a price; half of his body was swallowed by the Flood Dragon.
His flesh writhed, and though the Old Holy Emperor tried to recover his body, it became exceptionally difficult.
The Flood Dragon's saliva left on the wound delayed the regeneration of his flesh.
...
Apart from these clashes, the battles of Old Demon and others were also intense.
Old Demon, facing the Angelic Holy Assembly's strongest general, was even suppressing him.
At this moment, Old Demon had regained his combat power from a hundred years ago, his demonic cultivation techniques proving immensely formidable.
Under the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art, he continuously absorbed the general's power to replenish himself.
The First Dark Bishop and the First Cardinal Bishop were old adversaries. They were evenly matched, and neither could defeat the other in a short period.
The Heavenly Skeleton was very, very strong and was locked in an even match with Luo.
It was the Third Legion Commander of the Beastmen Legion who was being suppressed by Ling, finding himself in a difficult situation and seemingly unable to hold on.