Shen Luo had never seen the Bull Demon King in such a state; his aura was more potent than ever before, yet it seemed extremely unstable, fluctuating ceaselessly like tidal waters.
"Seeking death," Chiyou sneered upon seeing this.
The Bull Demon King was oblivious to this, as he had already fallen into an unusual realm. There were no other sounds in his ears, and his eyes were fixed on a single streak of black light.
As a vast amount of essence blood burned within his body, the aura around him finally stabilized, surmounting the last barrier of the Taiyi Peak and reaching the Heavenly Venerate level.
He grasped the Mixed Iron Staff tightly with both hands, strands of hot blood climbing onto it, winding around the staff while the charm patterns lit up layer by layer. The staff appeared to ignite, turning a fiery red.
"Roar..."