Ronan stepped onto the void, walking towards Salanqi, appearing slow but actually fast.
Countless dark red threads formed by the Sea of Death Power danced around him like living creatures. Salanqi’s spider limbs fully extended, each arm’s tip blooming with eerie purple light. As they waved, they traced clear purple lines in the void, forming translucent purple crystal facets.
Ronan’s eyes emitted a blood-red glow, and the dark red threads around him shot out actively.
The first dark red thread touched the transparent crystal facet with a light "pop" and penetrated it effortlessly.
Then the second layer...
Salanqi watched in disbelief as the dark red threads surged forward like a hot knife through butter. His malignant force field was fragile as paper under this power. Though his hands never ceased defensive actions, his energy barrier construction speed was far inferior to the threads’ penetration speed.
"Three years ago, you at least had the courage to attack me."
Ronan maintained a steady pace, walking above a blood-red Sea of Death full of floating corpses. His crimson hair slightly curled, dancing without wind, giving a wild and unruly impression.
He was like a blood-red Great Sun born from the sea, constantly exuding a terrifying and ancient aura.
After the ascension to Grandmaster status in Ascetic Body Refinement, Ronan finally completed the bone transformation three years overdue.
The newfound Innocent Body not only gave him an incomparably powerful physique, but the aura from the Sea of Death Power also experienced a qualitative leap, from black mercury-like to dark red thread-like, its power was more than ten times enhanced!
The Forbidden Domain Level Golden Flame Blade’s power couldn’t cut through Salanqi’s defenses when compressed to the extreme, yet it was as fragile as a decoration under the bloody aura threads.
Salanqi completely halted his actions, spinning around and retreating madly while emitting piercing screams, much like a spider fleeing in terror from its natural enemy.
Ronan’s eyes flashed, and he reached out a hand in Salanqi’s direction.
As his five fingers flexed, the blood vessel-like threads spread through the void from his body jerked violently.
In an instant, Salanqi’s fleeing figure stiffened, as if an invisible, irresistible force grabbed hold of him from afar.
Ronan slowly pulled his hand back.
Salanqi’s body was yanked like a cannonball, falling straight into Ronan’s tightly clenched fingers.
This is the power of rules!
The newborn Innocent Body endowed Ronan with complete mastery of the Sea of Blood Power, naturally unlocking numerous powerful and unbelievable abilities with the Instinct Grip.
"Hiss—" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel·fıre·net
In that instant Salanqi fell within Ronan’s grasp, his fearful face suddenly became ferocious. Countless slender spider eyes on his face opened simultaneously, shooting out purple light, transforming into a mass of purple mist that enveloped Ronan.
At the same time, all of his spider limbs suddenly tensed then abruptly released, the sharpened tips like sharp black spears, stabbing fiercely into Ronan.
Ronan’s fingers gripping Salanqi suddenly froze, the blood sea fell silent.
Time seemed to be at a stasis in that moment.
Salanqi’s face twisted, and every pore on his body emitted purple-black smoke. All of his spider limbs were tense to their limits, pressing forward fiercely.
An eerie totem of half-human, half-spider emerged above his head, and he laughed maniacally. Every white line on his body squirmed with his muscles, slowly forming faces showing indescribable eeriness and horror.
"Crack, crack, crack—"
A series of snapping sounds erupted.
Salanqi’s triumphant laughter abruptly halted. He looked up sharply to see the purple mist originally enveloping Ronan’s head and body rapidly dissipating.
The five fingers gripping his neck again began to contract, the terrifying giant power transmitted between the fingers compressing him almost to suffocation.
Accompanied by a light humming, all the purple mist rapidly dispersed.
Ronan’s face reappeared, his enchanting and beautiful face void of any emotion.
Salanqi’s spider limbs were deeply embedded in Ronan’s Demon Body covered with blood marks. The sharp tips pierced at least halfway in. At each point of penetration, the edges displayed a small patch of eerie purple-black.
But as Ronan’s body stretched, those purple-black traces quickly faded, and Salanqi’s spider arms were slowly squeezed out bit by bit by the skin and flesh.
"Are you... tickling me?"
Ronan slightly lowered his head, squinting at Salanqi, exhaling hot breath gently against Salanqi’s face.
Salanqi’s expression was dazed as he fixed his gaze on the arms being fully squeezed out from Ronan’s body, muttering, "No... this can’t be..."
Ronan tightened his grip on Salanqi’s neck, lifting him in the air like a chicken.
Dark red threads surrounding him shot out like arrows. With the soft sound of flesh being pierced, countless blood threads pinned Salanqi firmly into the void.
Ronan raised his other hand, gently pressing down on one side of Salanqi’s shoulder, then slowly began to exert force to the sides.
Salanqi seemed to sense something and began to struggle violently, but under Ronan’s grip, it all appeared so weak and ridiculous.