216: The Thunder Emperor is coming!

“Damn it!”

“You ants, you truly deserve to die!”

At this moment, the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse suddenly regained control of its body. Seeing Xia Fan uninhibitedly devouring its power, it immediately flew into a rage. Without a second thought, it reached out, grabbed the black giant axe, and hurled it fiercely towards Xia Fan. “This Lord will kill you!”

“You little thief!”

“Collect!”

Xia Fan was unhurried, even continuing to use the Devouring Black Hole to absorb the black qi erupting from the Evil Lord’s body.

At the same time, Tiger Brother unhesitatingly pulled out the Diamond Cutter and tossed it into the air.

Immediately, a powerful attractive force erupted from the Diamond Cutter. The black giant axe suddenly changed direction, and though it resisted with all its might, it still wobbled its way towards the Diamond Cutter.

With a flash of light, the Diamond Cutter successfully collected the black giant axe, then transformed into a streak of light and returned to Xia Fan’s hand.

The Evil Lord’s weapon, just like that, was lost.

“What?”

“How is this possible?”

Not far away, the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse saw that Xia Fan still possessed a treasure like the Diamond Cutter, and couldn’t help but show a look of surprise, blurting out, “How can so many treasures be on you, a mere mortal tiger?”

He had already witnessed the eastern emperor bell, and now saw the Diamond Cutter, both in the hands of the same fellow. This made his heart very unsettled.

After all, either of these two treasures was something even an Immortal Lord could not hope to obtain, yet they now fell into the hands of a mortal tiger. “Back then… after This Lord was suppressed, what exactly happened?”

Of course, he would not get an answer to this question.

Even Xia Fan wanted to know the reason, but currently, there weren’t many clues.

Seeing that he didn’t reply, the shocked expression on the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse’s face never disappeared; at this moment, it was even mixed with a hint of doubt. “There must have been a great change. Perhaps… perhaps those people from back then have also disappeared, or are sleeping in various places, otherwise it would be impossible for such treasures to fall into the hands of others.”

As he spoke, the thoughtful expression on his face grew stronger. After a moment, he suddenly smiled calmly, “Why am I thinking about these things? There are urgent matters at hand!”

All of a sudden, the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on Xia Fan, his eyes revealing intense greed. “These treasures should belong to This Lord!”

“You, a mere mortal tiger, what right do you have to control them?”

The Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse made no secret of his inner thoughts. At this moment, an intense desire arose to kill Xia Fan on the spot and seize the treasures in his hands.

“More than one person has said that to me.”

Hearing this incredibly familiar statement, Xia Fan subconsciously let out a cold laugh, but also secretly prepared for battle. “However, all those who said such words have become the Dead souls under This King’s command.”

“Even if you are an Evil Lord from ancient times, you might not be able to snatch treasures from This King’s hands!”

“If you don’t believe me, you can try!”

As his voice fell, Xia Fan had already made up his mind to fight to the death. But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared intently at the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse again, his face showing a strange look.

He found that the Evil Lord seemed to have fallen into another peculiar state, his expression at times angry, at times unwilling. These various changes made his expression very ferocious, as if he had suffered a stroke.

“Marquis Ling Tian, must you disrupt This Lord’s good fortune?”

Before long, the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse roared, but there was no response, only his expression grew increasingly angry.

Seeing this, Xia Fan knew that Marquis Ling Tian, realizing that the Evil Lord was currently under external attack, saw it as a prime opportunity to regain control, and was seizing the chance to exert his strength.

He was happy to see this happen.

“Ah ah ah, I want you to die!”

“Ling Tian, just give up, This Lord is the new master of this body!”

The Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse suddenly roared wildly, even beginning to punch itself, seemingly wanting to drive the other soul out of its body.

After a moment, the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse suddenly fell silent, but soon began to grow agitated again, roaring with increasing anger, “Marquis Ling Tian!”

“This Lord and you are irreconcilable!”

“Good timing!”

Xia Fan’s gaze always followed the changes in the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse. When the two souls were fiercely contending and too preoccupied to care for themselves, he immediately seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack on the opponent. “Flame Control!”

Rumble—

Instantly, towering flames erupted, burning the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse, causing it immense pain.

It had intended to free its hands to teach Xia Fan a good lesson, but was hindered by Marquis Ling Tian’s soul, retreating with extremely bizarre movements.

Thus, Xia Fan launched continuous attacks on the Evil Lord’s massive physical body, weakening its strength bit by bit.

And he particularly targeted the wound on the Evil Lord’s chest.

That spot had originally been pierced by the Sky Purification Sword, and before the Evil Lord could fully recover, Xia Fan’s attack damaged it again, causing it to roar repeatedly.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

After an unknown period, black qi finally began to emanate from the chest wound again. Xia Fan immediately unleashed the Devouring Black Hole, frantically devouring this black qi. “To weaken it a little is to weaken it a little; that way, when it comes to the decisive battle later, it will be easier.”

“Moreover, the Evil Lord’s power is indeed weakening, which is good news!”

He was very happy about this and increased his efforts to devour the black qi emanating from the Evil Lord’s body, though the speed of absorption was a bit slower than at the beginning.

Xia Fan felt the continuous strengthening and comfort after devouring the black qi, but also continuously slowed down, always carefully guarding against the parts of the mixed energy that could affect his mind.

As a result, Xia Fan’s speed of devouring black qi slowed down considerably, and a significant amount of black qi began to struggle, wanting to escape this cage.

“Tiger Brother, feel free to absorb it.”

At this moment, Magic Cat confidently spoke, “I can help you remove those emotions!”

Half an hour later, Xia Fan’s strength had already climbed to the late Sixth Stage, and at this moment, the Evil Lord’s power was becoming less and less, and it was no longer able to completely suppress Marquis Ling Tian.

The time these two souls occupied the body was almost equal, and they even shifted and alternated every second, looking exceptionally strange.

Not far away, Xia Fan saw that the Evil Lord’s body was no longer emitting black qi, so he also stopped, patiently feeling how much his own strength had increased and whether he had been affected by the black qi.

“No!”

“Now is the best time to deal with the Evil Lord!”

Suddenly, Xia Fan’s eyes lit up, and he stared intently at the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse. “Now that the Evil Lord is fighting with Marquis Ling Tian and its emotions are unstable, it’s the best time to cast the Immortal Art Nightmare!”

Thinking of this, he unhesitatingly constructed an illusion, enveloping the Hundred-Zhang Evil Corpse within it.

The next moment, in this pitch-black sky, a brilliant bolt of lightning streaked across.

Immediately, a majestic silver-robed man, bathed in lightning, walked out. (End of Chapter)