Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 425 - 292: Bloodflame Throne: Celestial Demon Rebellion Overpowers Immortal Soul (Part 2)

Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 425 - 292: Bloodflame Throne: Celestial Demon Rebellion Overpowers Immortal Soul (Part 2)

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Chapter 425: Chapter 292: Bloodflame Throne: Celestial Demon Rebellion Overpowers Immortal Soul (Part 2)

A figure wreathed in Blood-Colored Demon Flame shot out from the fiery explosion!

This signature trait immediately allowed everyone to recognize the figure’s identity.

Yi Beidou!!

BOOM!!

The wall Yi Beidou’s body slammed into boomed, then the entire structure collapsed into a pile of rubble, burying everything beneath it.

Zhou Qingchen and the others felt their faces twitch when they saw this.

’Are you kidding me?’

’Yi Beidou’s strength was terrifying while using that Secret Technique. He sent every attacking Ancient One flying with a single strike. Yet in the hands of that completely crimson man, he couldn’t even take one hit?!’

’Just how strong is that man? He’s clearly in a different league from ordinary Ancient Ones.’

’Could it be...’

’A Sleeper?!’

A terrifying guess surfaced in everyone’s mind.

’Are we starting on hell difficulty, facing the strongest existence from the Secret Organization?!’

Seeing this, the members of the Illuminati revealed faint smiles.

’As expected, leaving this to the Duke of Destruction was the best choice.’

’He has condensed a "Soul" and is augmented by a Spirit Treasure that complements his abilities. His combat prowess is arguably approaching that of the Sleepers.’

The expressions on the faces of the people from Secret Technique Heaven, however, were grim.

’Is the Illuminati’s Duke of Destruction just that absurdly strong, or is that kid all flash and no substance?’

’We were counting on him to shake things up and turn the tables. Don’t tell me he can’t even take a single hit?’

On the outskirts of the battlefield, the God-Sealing Alliance’s reconnaissance team couldn’t help but sigh at the scene.

’As expected. Is it too much to ask for a mere secular Martial Artist to deal with an expert like the Duke of Destruction, someone who’s at the pinnacle of the mortal world?’

’A "Soul" condensed from Earth Immortal Cells, the profound accumulation from years of reincarnation, and a Spirit Treasure provided by the powerful foundation of a Secret Organization...’

’How could a combination of so many powerful elements be so easily surpassed?’

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

As everyone watched, the pile of rubble suddenly burst apart. Wreathed in Blood-Colored Demon Flame, Yi Beidou’s body rose from within the wreckage.

At this moment, most of his clothes had been blasted away by that terrifying strike. His skin was covered in gashes from the horrific Power, and blood trickled from his mouth and nose.

His most severe injury was on the arm that had just collided with the Duke of Destruction.

Large patches of skin and flesh were torn open, muscles twisted and mangled. It was a bloody mess, and the entire arm was visibly deformed.

Yi Beidou lifted his deformed hand. Golden flames seemed to flicker within the wounds, helping him rapidly repair the damage to his body.

’My opponent’s attack power is on a terrifying level. It’s probably comparable to the explosive force the Alchemist unleashed with the Heaven-Stealing Furnace.’

’But most importantly, the Alchemist had to rely on the power of Penglai Immortal Mountain to wield that kind of force so freely. This man before me, however, can do it anywhere in the world without needing to draw on a Secret Realm’s power.’

’The terrifying suppressive force of his Life Magnetic Field, its sheer magnitude... it can even suppress the fearsome physical strength of my Seventh Layer of Celestial Demon Dissolution.’

’And then there’s that most extraordinary thing hidden within his body—that lofty, unending life fluctuation, as eternal as gold.’

’It’s a sensation that is intoxicating, that inspires worship, that makes one want to pursue it at all costs. It feels as if it holds the ultimate Mystical Technique of life, an irresistible temptation for any living being.’

’Earth Immortal Cells... and some kind of unique organ condensed from devouring them? Also, that ring seems to be the "Spirit Treasure" mentioned in the intel. Is that where the suppressive force is coming from?’

Yi Beidou muttered to himself. Though it had only been a single exchange, he combined what he’d just experienced with prior intelligence to reach a swift conclusion.

This was the first time he had truly felt the presence of Earth Immortal Cells. But from this initial experience alone, he already understood why the Ancient Ones would spend their entire lives in pursuit of this power and the secrets it concealed.

Compared to this "Immortal Power"—which could be called the Mystical Technique of life itself—everything in the secular world seemed so foul and juvenile.

He possessed a Celestial Demon Body and talent seen once in a millennium, but at the end of the day, his was still the body of a mortal.

His opponent, however, had a super-organ condensed from the remains of a True Immortal. His physical attributes would be in no way inferior.

In a way, he was attempting to perform a Reverse Immortal Slaying with a mortal body.

"How rare. You actually haven’t lost your ability to fight?"

The Duke of Destruction was surprised to see Yi Beidou not only stand up but also retain his ability to fight, having sustained only moderate injuries.

After all, he hadn’t held back much, wanting to eliminate the troublemaker Yi Beidou in a single blow.

He was absolutely confident in his explosive power.

The "Soul" he had condensed and the Immortal Forbidden Technique he possessed were intrinsically linked to physical conditioning and explosive power.

Its name was the "Hellfire Gall."

This peculiar organ, condensed from Earth Immortal Cells, granted his body extremely high temperature resistance, allowing him to even swim in lava for short periods.

Moreover, this unique organ, when combined with his distinct Life Magnetic Field, could exponentially increase his hormone levels and metabolic functions. This turned his body into something like a pressurized magma chamber, granting him unimaginable explosive power.

The crimson hue of his skin wasn’t the glow of a magnetic field or some kind of Dharma Body. It was purely the result of the scorching body temperature produced as the Hellfire Gall kicked his bodily functions into overdrive.

The Hellfire Gall, combined with the "Body Prohibition" technique—one of the most terrifying arts for a direct confrontation.

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