บท 1039: Essence of the Demon Master

On the other side of the battle was a man who looked to be only in his forties. His upper body was bare, and all his muscles were bulging. However, what was unusual was the fact that there were actually multiple divine patterns on his skin. They did not seem to be engraved on his skin, but rather cast from some kind of metal.

Not only was that the case, there were over a dozen sharp spikes growing on his back. They had all sprouted from his spine, and each spike was over half a meter long, making for a frightening sight.

A black Qi entwined around his entire body, which gave Ling Han a feeling of familiarity.

Demonic Qi!

Right, that was precisely Demonic Qi.

… This man was a great elite of the Netherworld, and the golden-skinned old man was obviously one of the Immortal Realm. This was a battle between the two most powerful elites from the two Realms.