They instantly slashed at Min Hong as their claws slammed into Min Hong, who was sent flying about 10 metres away.
But before he fell, Min Hong slammed his palm into the ground as he borrowed the momentum to do a backflip before landing on his two feet.
The demons saw the result of their attacks and a nightmare inducing smile tore their lips apart as Min Hong saw rows of white fangs and long blood-red tongues.
Then he looked down at his chest which had eight one-inch-deep gashes in them.
Four on each side, then he used two of his fingers to touch these injuries as he smeared his blood across both cheeks as he mumbled to himself;
"So, this is the best a 5-Star Emperor stage expert can harm my physical body…"
He smiled at this realization as eight of the dragon tattoos went to work, as they began to heal his wounds which began to close up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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