Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Surrounded by deep-black fluctuating runes, Long Zaiye seemed like a devil king incarnate. Five black strands of heaven vein dragon qi swirled behind him, while the ten thousand Daos wailed in front of him.

The horrifying power that had torn the earth asunder hadn’t even scratched him, stunning everyone.

“You’re fast, but your power is far too weak. Scheme against me? Hmph, how naive,” muttered Long Zaiye.

Long Zaiye’s voice was no longer human; it was a death god’s murmur interwoven with a devil’s growl. It resonated deep within the soul, shaking even the most resolute hearts.

The man before them had transformed entirely. His aura was freezing cold and more sinister, like a feral beast awoken from a long hibernation.

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