Chapter 415: Someone from the Martial God Alliance! Power of the Nether Demon Flame! (2)

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“The power of this Nether Demon Flame is indeed extraordinary.”

Han Zhao was a little speechless. As soon as this Nether Demon Flame appeared, it gave him a chill. Its power was even above his expectations.

Of course, the increase in the power of this top-grade Divine Seed’s Lesser Divine Power was also the key.

“The depths of the Demon Pool can absorb the Yin energy that overflows from the Netherworld and can be used to strengthen the Nether Demon Flame. In that case, the power of this Nether Demon Flame can continue to increase!”

Lin Zhan’s divine power seed and his Lesser Divine Power, the Nether Demon Flame, were probably left behind by the experts of the previous generation of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

In any case, with Han Zhao’s current strength, he could not go deeper into the

Demon Pool and absorb the Yin energy that overflowed from the Nine Netherworld. This meant that the Heavenly Demon Sect might have produced Pseudo Divine Power or even Divine Power Realm experts in the past.

“When the Nirvana True Demon Technique breaks through to the Second

Level, 1 can go deeper. 1 might have a chance.”

Han Zhao really wished he could stay in this Heavenly Demon Cave for a few years.

The improvement of the Demon Pool to the Demon Avatar was too great!

In the next ten days, the Demon Avatar completely grasped the Nether Demon Flame. Then, he dived deeper into the Demon Pool to cultivate.

The Buddha Avatar also entered the Demon Pool. Although he could not absorb the demonic energy in the Demon Pool, he could temper his body through the Cold Yin Qi in the Demon Pool.

Another ten days passed.

“Huh?!” Han Zhao was refining pills when he suddenly sensed that Lin Yu’s aura had been greatly reduced through his Longevity True Qi.

“Looks like a hostile guest has arrived.”

Han Zhao sped up his pill refinement progress. Not long after he finished refining this cauldron of Golden Body Pills, Lin Yu arrived outside the

Heavenly Demon Cave.

“Demon Flame, go take a look.” Han Zhao chanted in his mind.

Splash!

A ten-meter-tall wave rose from the Demon Pool. The Demon Avatar’s figure flew out, and demonic energy overflowed from his body with a shocking aura.

Han Zhao named the two avatars. He named the Demon Avatar Demon Flame, and the Buddha Avatar Vajra.

Crack! Crack!

Demon Han Zhao used the Spirit Concealment Technique and the Turtle Breathing Technique to transform into Lin Zhan. Then, he took out a black robe from the Sumeru Pouch and put it on.

“Bring your saber.” Han Zhao took off the Severing Karma Saber and threw it over.

Demon Han Zhao took the Severing Karma Saber and put it into the Sumeru Pouch.

Although his main cultivation method was divided into three, his main body and avatar could use these martial arts that mainly focused on comprehension.

Demon Han Zhao could also use the God Slaying Three Styles, but his lifespan was not nearly infinite like Han Zhao’s, so he could only use the conventional Withering Style.

Rumble!

The Dragon Breaking Rock at the entrance of the Heavenly Demon Cave slowly opened. Demon Han Zhao walked out with his hands behind his back.

“Big Brother? No, Master.”

Outside the Heavenly Demon Cave, Lin Yu was immediately shocked to see Demon Han Zhao. However, he quickly reacted. His brother was already dead, and the person in front of him was only the disguised Han Zhao,

Demon Han Zhao glanced at Lin Yu and realized that his face was pale and his aura was chaotic, looking like he had suffered internal injuries. He circulated the pure demonic energy in his body and sent it into Lin Yu l s body. Although Lin Yu had absorbed Han Zhao’s Longevity True Qi, his main cultivation was still the Heavenly Demon Policy. Therefore, after receiving the pure demonic energy of Demon Han Zhao, his condition quickly improved.

“Who injured you?” Demon Han Zhao said indifferently.

“The people from the Martial God Alliance have found out about the Heavenly

Demon Sect. The person who came is a subordinate of the Guardian Heavenly King of the Martial God Alliance, the Dragon King. He’s very powerful. Master, please be careful,” Lin Yu hurriedly said. “Let’s go take a look.”

Demon Han Zhao walked out slowly.

Lin Yu followed closely behind.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the main hall halfway up the mountain from the top of the Demon God Cliff.

A white-browed old man in a golden robe sat on the main seat of the main hall. Beside him stood a middle-aged man with a sinister expression.

“It’s an expert.” Demon Han Zhao’s eyes instantly met the white-browed old man’s, and his heart skipped a beat.

The white-browed old man sipped his tea indifferently. When the middle-aged man beside him saw the two of them enter the hall, he took a step forward and questioned, “Lin Zhan, how arrogant of you to make Elder Huo wait until now.”

Demon Han Zhao narrowed his eyes. The other party’s words reminded him of some bad memories. “Were you the one who injured my brother?”

“So what if 1 am? When our Martial God Alliance asked him questions, he…” The middle-aged man said proudly.

“Go to hell!” A red light flashed in Demon Han Zhao’s eyes, and a flame pattern instantly appeared on his forehead. He clenched his right fist and suddenly punched out with all his might, causing a huge demonic energy fist mark to fly out.

The white-browed old man frowned before relaxing again and drinking his tea indifferently.

“You dare?!” The middle-aged man’s expression changed. He did not expect Lin Zhan to dare to attack him with his master above.

“Hiss!”

The blood qi in the middle-aged man’s entire body surged as his figure rapidly expanded. His exaggerated muscles kept expanding, and his black robe was torn apart. His entire upper body swelled up, forming a terrifying inverted triangle that was filled with explosive power.

“Roar!” He punched out with both fists. Golden Astral Qi condensed in his fists. A ferocious flying dragon surrounded the huge fist mark. As the fist mark flew out, the flying dragon roared and opened its mouth, as if it wanted to instantly devour Demon Han Zhao.

Boom!

Three fist imprints that were far inferior in appearance and aura collided. A cold smile appeared on the middle-aged man’s face. Although he was only in the Three Fiend Realm, he cultivated the “Dragon Power Formless Fist” bestowed by the “Dragon King”. He might even be a match for Lin Zhan, who had just broken through to the Four Fiend Realm..