Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1206 1217: Transformed by Blood Mist

"Enchanting Technique!" The demon immediately understood that he must have fallen under Wang Yan's Enchanting Technique just now.

In fact, the demon wasn't wrong. As soon as he saw Wang Yan's eyes, he had already fallen under Wang Yan's Soul Skill — Eye of Enchantment.

Just because the demon's cultivation was extremely high, the Eye of Enchantment only lasted for a mere moment.

However, in a battle between two forces, even a moment can decide victory or defeat. So, just as the demon was awakening, the Soul-Breaking Spear was already at his throat.

The demon was utterly shocked and hurriedly bit his teeth, using all his strength to twist his neck to the side.

This could only avoid the center of the throat, but the spear tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear grazed the side of the demon's neck.

With a "poof" sound, the side of the demon's neck was immediately cut open, blood flowing profusely.

Although it didn't harm the critical spot, the demon cried out in pain.

The dignified Demon Venerable was injured in front of everyone, by a mere Half-Venerable.

The demon instantly felt his anger surge, both eyes turning crimson.

The people on Prison Suppression Pass were initially worried as Wang Yan was being relentlessly pushed back, but suddenly things turned around, and Wang Yan injured the demon, causing them to cheer.

Although he injured the demon, Wang Yan also exerted all his strength.

His left shoulder was injured, and though the Eye of Enchantment was successful, bewitching a Demon Venerable was a heavy burden for Wang Yan. His back was drenched with sweat.

At this point, Wang Yan quickly took out two pills, swallowing them — one to recover his fatigue from before, and the other to slowly heal the wound on his left shoulder.

Meanwhile, the demon, like an enraged leopard, raised his hand, and the Desolate Destruction Hammer immediately appeared in his hand.

With the emergence of the Desolate Destruction Hammer, the entire earth rumbled loudly and sank downward.

The demon roared fiercely, swinging the hammer toward Wang Yan.

At this moment, Wang Yan was hastily recovering and hadn't anticipated the demon's swift attack. His left arm hadn't fully recovered and couldn't be lifted; helplessly, he raised the Soul-Breaking Spear single-handedly to block the Desolate Destruction Hammer.

But the Desolate Destruction Hammer was incomparably heavy, even if Wang Yan used both hands to block, he simply couldn't withstand it.

The hammer struck the Soul-Breaking Spear, and Wang Yan was immediately flung far away like a sack, crashing into the army of Blazing Flame Flood Dragons.

The Blazing Flame Flood Dragons quickly scattered to either side, but even so, Wang Yan still knocked over two Blazing Flame Flood Dragons.

The two Blazing Flame Flood Dragons didn't even utter a sound, instantly being split in half by Wang Yan's back.

Upon landing, Wang Yan hurriedly struggled to get up, but as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Meanwhile, the demon had long arrived in pursuit, swinging the Desolate Destruction Hammer once more to smash down.

The mouthful of blood hadn't finished spraying when the Desolate Destruction Hammer was already in front of him. In haste, Wang Yan raised the Soul-Breaking Spear again, blocking it.

Wang Yan was once again flung out, his body sliding across the ground, carving a deep trench, rolling for several miles.

On his back, lying on the ground, Wang Yan quickly flipped over and stood up.

However, just as his legs straightened, he immediately collapsed onto the ground, his mouth continuously spitting blood.

But the demon gave Wang Yan no chance to catch a breath, having already flown over, the Desolate Destruction Hammer smashing toward Wang Yan.

Wang Yan sat on the ground, unable to stand up, only managing to feebly raise the Soul-Breaking Spear in front.

It was of no use at all; Wang Yan was instantly hit off the ground, thrown high into the sky.

Seeing this, the people on Prison Suppression Pass were all sorrowful; if Wang Yan died, how could they survive?

While the Six Great Venerable Tier Demon Beasts chuckled gleefully.

Back then Wang Yan instigated a war between the Blazing Flame Race and the Vampire Race in the Underworld. It was only after both sides had suffered heavy losses that they calmed down.

Upon calming down, they realized they had fallen for Wang Yan's trick.

But by that time, it was too late; both sides had severely injured a Venerable Tier Blazing Flame Flood Dragon, with three million Demon Beasts dead.

If not for the vicious internal strife and heavy losses, the Demon Beast Army attacking Prison Suppression Pass this time would not be merely two million.

Therefore, the Six Great Venerable Tier Demon Beasts hated Wang Yan to the bone.

Now seeing Wang Yan being beaten by the demon, the Six Great Venerable Tier Demon Beasts finally let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Yan continued to be struck by the demon, gradually being sent farther and farther away.

Seeing this, a Venerable Tier Vampire Bat couldn't help but murmur, "Something doesn't feel right."

Upon hearing the Venerable Tier Vampire Bat's words, the eyes of the other five Venerable Tier Demon Venerables showed hesitation.

At that moment, Wang Yan was once again sent flying by the demon, but this time he flew towards one of the six fireballs.

The Venerable Tier Vampire Bat shouted to the demon, "No, don't let him near the fireball."

The demon hesitated but then said indifferently, "No matter, this fireball simultaneously possesses water and fire attributes, nobody in the world can break it. Didn't you want to see him die? It's almost time."

While speaking, the demon continued to coldly glare at Wang Yan, who was now crashing into the fireball.

With a "bang," Wang Yan slammed into the fireball.

Seeing this, most people on Prison Suppression Pass exclaimed in shock.

Because everyone had seen the tragic consequences when Elder Bai crashed into the fireball, the fireball itself wasn't terrifying, but the crimson blood mist within was.

Once stained by the blood mist, Wang Yan would surely be corroded and severely injured.

The Six Great Venerable Tier Demon Beasts hesitated momentarily, no longer intervening, instead watching Wang Yan intently.

Wang Yan's back broke through the fireball, revealing the crimson blood mist inside.

Then Wang Yan screamed, "Ah— it's killing me," disappearing into the blood mist.

Seeing this, the demon was stunned, quickly flying in front of the fireball to observe closely.

Yet outside the fireball, there was no trace of Wang Yan, and inside the fireball, the essence was unobservable.

"Could Wang Yan have been turned to water by the blood mist?"

The demon pondered in confusion.

But aside from this explanation, there seemed no other reason for Wang Yan's disappearance.

However, saying Wang Yan died so easily felt somewhat odd.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's shout echoed from within the fireball, "Ah— it's killing me."

Upon hearing Wang Yan's shout, the demon let out a breath of relief.

Just then, Wang Yan burst out from the fireball, his body covered in crimson blood mist.

Under the crimson blood mist's cover, Wang Yan's skin seemed covered in countless corrosive wounds.