531: Phagocytic ability

Now, the battle has become exciting!

Everyone in the Demon King Group secretly clicked their tongues; they could already imagine how furious Lin Xianhuo was.

The Prodigies in the Super God Class were even more wide-eyed with rage, wishing they could personally step onto the field and tear him to pieces!

But at this moment...

On the ground, Lin Xianhuo's anger suddenly extinguished and vanished. Her long, drooping hair obscured her eyes, so no one could clearly see her expression.

But what was surprising was that she wasn't angry?

Lin Xianhuo merely said softly, "You are too ugly."

"Doing this only makes me feel disgusted."

Hearing this,

Ghost Cold's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly swooped down, unleashing a punch with the violent Flames of Deathly Silence!

In an instant, Lin Xianhuo's arm muscles tensed fiercely, veins bulging. The Sun Fire on the Fire God Blade began to burn intensely, rising like a scorching sun, colliding with the overwhelming Flames of Deathly Silence!

"Rumble!"

The ground of the Shura Killing Field caved in, and a turbulent Qi wave swept forth.

The Sun Fire, filled with Divine Element, and the dense Magic Element caused an earth-shattering explosion.

Everyone's vision was instantly covered by a blinding light.

People's faces were filled with disbelief.

Because they truly didn't know that Lin Xianhuo's Sun Fire had actually transformed into the power of the Divine Element!

This was good!

The chances of victory greatly increased!

After the blinding light, the scene in the Shura Killing Field reappeared.

Ghost Cold now had a pair of sharp Tiger-level knuckles in his hands, which seemed to be super powerful weapons. For a moment, they were locked in a stalemate with the Fire God Blade.

The sharp teeth on the knuckles were firmly gripping the blade of the Fire God Blade.

The muscles on Ghost Cold's arms bulged, and the Flames of Deathly Silence on his body became even more solidified.

Under everyone's gaze...

Something terrifying happened.

The two did not remain in a stalemate for long. Ghost Cold's strength gained the upper hand, and he pressed down fiercely with both hands, causing the ground beneath Lin Xianhuo's feet to cave in again.

The denser the Divine Element on Lin Xianhuo's blade became, the denser the Flames of Deathly Silence on Ghost Cold's body became. This caused Lin Xianhuo to remain constantly suppressed, her wrist, gripping the blade, enduring immense pressure, making it feel as if a bone fracture was imminent!

This result caused all of the Human Race to turn pale with fright.

How could that Ghost Cold be so strong?

"Look at Ghost Cold's eyes, they're black and red!"

"He has already undergone a Bloodline Awakening!"

"Holy crap! The Demon Clan's power will increase by several levels after Awakening, Lin Xianhuo can't hold on!"

"It's over."

"Lin Xianhuo's Sun Fire cannot break through the fire on Ghost Cold's body."

"Her Physical Body strength is also inferior to Ghost Cold's."

"Then... isn't there no chance of winning?"

"Oh my god..."

At this moment, the beautiful and peerless countenance on Lin Xianhuo's face became incredibly distorted, indicating the immense pain she was enduring.

Ghost Cold laughed wildly: "Widow!"

"Widow!"

"Dead widow!"

"Today, I'm going to brutally overpower you!"

"Let that useless man of yours in heaven watch how I ravage you!"

Despite these taunts, Lin Xianhuo remained steadfast in her resolve, unmoved, gripping her blade tightly!

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted from her mouth.

She suddenly lost strength and was directly sent flying by Ghost Cold's fists, crashing into the ground, covered in dust.

Ghost Cold laughed wildly, charging forward to continue his pursuit and attack!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Any single punch from Ghost Cold could create a large pit in the Shura Killing Field!

Lin Xianhuo could only dodge with difficulty, or resist with her blade, but the final result was either being sent flying or knocked down!

In just one minute, over a dozen large pits appeared across the battlefield, filled with dense Flames of Deathly Silence.

Both of her arms and her face were already covered in blood, but she still held the Fire God Blade steadily.

But at this moment, something worse happened.

The Flames of Deathly Silence suddenly wrapped around her arms, beginning to devour her flesh and blood.

Adding insult to injury.

The Human Race's land fell into a dead silence, and despair involuntarily appeared on everyone's faces.

The only comfort they could find was Lin Xianhuo's calm and composed gaze from beginning to end.

But mere calmness was useless!

If you don't have the strength, you definitely can't win!

"It's over!"

Everyone's hearts felt as if they were being tightly gripped by a pair of large hands, their faces filled with pain.

Because at this moment, Ghost Cold had not a single scratch on him.

In contrast, Lin Xianhuo was covered in wounds.

Aside from that initial sneak attack, she had been completely suppressed from beginning to end!

People's gazes involuntarily turned towards the Life-and-Death Arena.

On the stage, the Demon War God sat cross-legged, his expression calm.

Beside him, the Blood Clan Nine Ancestor's face showed a sneer, saying, "Still composed?"

"Ordinary people can't tell, but can't you?"

"In terms of Mental Energy, the two of them have clashed countless times, and Lin Xianhuo has fallen behind in all of them."

"Now, the only trump cards Lin Xianhuo can still use should be her will and that final strike."

"But can these two cards win against Ghost Cold?"

"He has only displayed the most basic combat style of the Flames of Deathly Silence."

"In other words, Ghost Cold hasn't even gotten serious yet!"

Hearing this, the Demon War God's expression remained indifferent.

He knew what the Flames of Deathly Silence were.

He also knew how terrifying a Demon with Emperor Blood who had achieved 100% Awakening at this age could be.

He also knew that his daughter's chances of winning were indeed very low.

But as long as it wasn't over, the outcome was still unknown.

Because, his daughter might not be the strongest, but she certainly had the strongest willpower.

During the years she followed Xiao Fan,

She had long since developed an iron will and a calm combat analysis ability.

This was something Ghost Cold lacked.

He looked down.

At this moment, Lin Xianhuo was once again sent flying by a punch. Ghost Cold, with a sinister grin, actually directly activated the second ability of the Flames of Deathly Silence.

In these past few months, he had absorbed Magic Element creatures from six entire cities.

His Flames of Deathly Silence must be the strongest in intensity!

However, one thing still angered him: the Cultivation method for the Flames of Deathly Silence he obtained was incomplete; the most complete one was with Kuang Xing!

So his target had always been Kuang Xing.

A mere Lin Xianhuo was not even in his eyes.

The first ability of the Flames of Deathly Silence was enhanced burst, and the second was its devouring capability.

He charged at Lin Xianhuo once again, this time without punching, but instead fiercely gripping her Fire God Blade, a sinister grin on his face as the Flames of Deathly Silence erupted from his hands.

Flames spread across the blade.

Soon...

"Crack, crack, crack..."

A scene that shocked the entire world occurred.

Cracks actually appeared on the Fire God Blade!?

That was a Myth-Grade weapon.

No matter how much of a Genius Ghost Cold was, his Realm was only Tiger-level. How could he possibly shatter a Myth-Grade weapon?

This was too outrageous, wasn't it?

Even Lin Xianhuo's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Only those in this world who understood the Flames of Deathly Silence remained calm.

This was a power designed to rival the Fire of Resistance.

The Lord of the Temple's purpose in creating this flame back then was to destroy Miles's spear.

Therefore, the destructive power of the Flames of Deathly Silence against ordinary weapons was terrifying, more than ten times more painful than hitting a person.

To resist it, the weapon's exterior had to be wrapped in a layer of elemental power.

But at this moment, Lin Xianhuo, under the bewildered gazes of everyone, released her grip and abandoned the Fire God Blade.

What surprised people the most was that Lin Xianhuo, who had always been calm and composed, couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face.

"What are you laughing at?" Ghost Cold laughed in anger, then the power of the Flames of Deathly Silence in his hands erupted once more.

"Crack!"

The Fire God Blade, no longer intentionally protected by Lin Xianhuo, instantly developed dense, tiny cracks.

A cold glint appeared in Ghost Cold's eyes.

This Fire God Blade was still too hard; he still couldn't completely crush it.

But cracks had already appeared on it, and the power within the blade would gradually leak out. This blade could no longer pose a threat to him.