The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4979

"Scream all you want. No one can save you now!"

the fire source beast sneered, exerting dominance.

Driven by his bloodthirsty temptations, the fire source beast flapped the two red sword-like wings savagely and sliced the body of the demon guard of darkness, hacking him down into uneven proportions, allowing the blood to taint his clothes as spoils of war. Unsatisfied with the result, he thrust the red swords deep into his flesh and twisted them, razing his remains, reducing him into a mist of blood.

"Please, no!

Show some mercy, please don't do this!"

Terrorized from the agony sprouting throughout his body, the demon guard of darkness let out an earsplitting scream.

Completely disemboweled, his spiritual soul began to form at a distance, gathering the torn away pieces of his body, stringing them back together.

But of course, his breathing had weakened significantly since regenerating took a physical toll on him.

Suddenly, the fire source beast shrouded himself in a crimson mantle of eight kinds of sacred fire, enveloping every fiber of his being.

"Where do you think you're going? Don't even think about getting away from me!"

Having said that, the fire source beast's figure vanished from where he once stood, only to appear right before the demon guard of darkness in the next moment.

Even though the fire source beast was a towering figure to the eye, his movements were incredibly agile.

Not letting the size of his body become an excuse to hinder him from further growth, he honed his speed to no end, allowing him to dash at untraceable speed.

"Stop it! Please!"

Watching the fire source beast prey on their companion like that, the other demon guards of darkness were forced to step in to protect him.

However, before they could get close to him, the fire source beast waved his hand. As if in a trance, the eight kinds of sacred flames hovering in the surrounding space grew restless, altering their movements, rushing for the demon guards of darkness that dared to cross him.

Intimidated by the sacred flames, the demon guards of darkness were forced to stand by, afraid to advance any further to incur their wrath.

"Pathetic!"

the fire source beast sneered, spiting them. Flapping his majestic crimson wings like two red broadswords, he flung himself forward, slicing through the air. With a harsh splat, the demon guard of darkness was reduced to pieces once more, his innards on display for everyone to see. Without wasting a second, the sacred fire wrapped itself around the torn up remains of the demon guard of darkness, intensifying its flames till he disintegrated into a mist of blood.

"Ah, it hurts! It hurts!"

Unable to bear the torment, the demon guard of darkness let out a shrill scream, echoing through everyone's ears.

Usually, it would be hard to kill a god of chaos of the darkness race, since their life energy was tenacious.

But unfortunately, they were in the Eight Fires Valley.

The physical toll from shouldering the environment weakened even the mighty demon guards of darkness.

Their bodies had to withstand the constant burning of eight kinds of sacred fire.

"Help me. Someone, please! I can't endure this any longer!"

To everyone's surprise, the once obliterated body of the fallen demon guard of darkness sprung back to life, regenerating once more before their eyes.

However, his breathing had turned frail, as though he were desperately trying to hold on to every last bit of life left in him.

The energy pressure releasing from his meridians had been cut down by more than half.

His ability to fight took a massive hit and was reduced by more than half as well.

"You're dead meat!"

the fire source beast spat out coldly, his voice devoid of all emotions.

As he spoke,

in a fleeting moment, he dashed in the direction of the demon guard of darkness once more.

This time, he didn't find the demon guard of darkness worthy of finishing off with his swings. Swiping his claw across his body, he hacked away at him beyond repair.

"Ah!"

The agony seeping through every nook and crevice of his body made the demon guard of darkness howl miserably.

Having exhausted most of the energy essence lying dormant in his body,

the demon guard of darkness was unable to restore himself back to his previous form.

Crucified to a cruel cross of calamity, he was subjected to an infinite loop of torment. When his spiritual soul reappeared in the distance, he shuddered in fear, looking at his oppressor, the fire source beast.

As a result, his spiritual soul had also weakened to a certain degree.

"Maybe I can fight this guy now..."

Austin murmured to himself, assessing the situation from a distance. He could feel the adrenaline rushing through every fiber of his being, itching to have a go at the demon guard of darkness himself.

"Madam, do you think I can take him?"

Austin asked politely, addressing Old Lady Meng.

"You want to fight him?

I don't know about that, Austin...

Even though he's rid of his physical body, he's still a god of chaos. His spiritual soul must contain high reserves of energy and law.

It might not be as easy as you think,"