Immortality Begins with Breathing Exercises

But he was only shocked for a moment before suppressing his thoughts.

A terrifying energy erupted within him.

Duan Ping couldn’t care about anything else, all he had in mind was to escape.

He understood how those five demon martial artist subordinates died back then.

No one was hiding in the shadows to protect Lin Zheyu; this guy took action himself!

"Ha—"

"Now that you want to run, it’s too late!"

Lin Zheyu sneered lightly and in a flash appeared behind Duan Ping.

Boom boom boom!

The Great Power Vajra Fist continually pounded, landing on Duan Ping’s massive body, erupting with heavy, muffled sounds.

Lin Zheyu’s lightweight skill, strength, and defense were all superior to Duan Ping’s, leaving Duan Ping with no power to fight back, only able to defend passively.

But this guy is worthy of being a half-demon.

Although his strength was only slightly stronger than that of the demon martial artist just now, once transformed into a half-demon body, his defense and recovery abilities became terrifyingly strong.

With Lin Zheyu’s full strike piercing through Duan Ping’s chest, within a few breaths, it surprisingly healed directly!

"If it goes on like this, I’ll die!"

Duan Ping protected his head with both hands, defending against Lin Zheyu’s showering attacks.

He was just a half-demon, not a pure demon. Like a demon puppet, the head was his weakness.

As long as he protected his head, the injuries on his body could recover within a few breaths.

But continuing like this wasn’t a solution either.

Lin Zheyu’s attacks kept coming down, the terrifying force breaking through Duan Ping’s energy shield like dead wood, striking his body, his flesh and blood splattering.

But soon, the injuries would recover again.

However, as time passed, the recovery speed became slower and slower.

Duan Ping felt the demon essence inside him depleting rapidly; in just a few minutes, almost half of the demon elemental energy was consumed.

"Stop!"

"If you don’t stop, then let’s die together!"

Feeling the rapid depletion of demon essence within, Duan Ping roared menacingly.

His thoughts spun quickly, yet he couldn’t find a way to escape, leaving him only with death as a threat!

If worst comes to worst, mutual destruction!

"Ha!"

Lin Zheyu sneered lightly, his actions not hesitating in the slightest.

He could feel that the recovery speed of this half-demon in front of him was slowing; in a few more minutes, he could grind it to death.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

Fists fell continuously, the booming sounds deafening, each punch landing like a bomb explosion, an overwhelmingly terrifying commotion.

This was the terror of a Transforming Force expert!

Each Transforming Force expert was a walking humanoid weapon, easily able to turn the battlefield’s buildings into ruins.

"Damn it, you’re forcing me!"

Duan Ping completely gave up defending, seized the opportunity, and abruptly opened his arms, intending to hug Lin Zheyu.

However, how vigilant was Lin Zheyu, worrying that Duan Ping would indeed go down with him in flames.

Sensing the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from Duan Ping’s body, Lin Zheyu felt a strong sense of crisis, even the hair on his body couldn’t help but stand up.

His foot paused briefly, and his figure quickly burst back.

Boom—

Just over a dozen meters out, Duan Ping’s body suddenly exploded.

The terrifying demon elemental energy, with Duan Ping as the center, transformed into an energy storm that swept out.

Lin Zheyu lunged forward, a massive golden qi blood energy seeping out and enveloping his entire body.

In an instant, the terrifying energy storm struck, grinding over Lin Zheyu’s body, hissing sounds emanating, and a large amount of black smoke exuded from Lin Zheyu.

The energy storm didn’t last long, barely under a minute.

But it consumed nearly thirty percent of Lin Zheyu’s qi blood energy.

"Damn, demons can self-destruct?"

Lin Zheyu climbed up from the ground, couldn’t help but curse softly.

Gu Ye hadn’t told him that demons could self-destruct!

Hiss hiss hiss—

A large amount of demon essence clung to Lin Zheyu, and the pervasive golden qi blood rolled, offsetting the demon essence and turning into bursts of black smoke.

At this moment, he looked incredibly embarrassed.

The clothes on his body were damaged in the recent explosion, becoming tattered.

The skin all over his body was also affected by the demon essence, taking on a purplish hue, with parts of his back skin even becoming rough, showing demonic marks typical of demons.

"Thankfully, the erosive effect of the demon essence is very weak for me."

Lin Zheyu looked at the part of the skin on his arm turning purplish, as it rapidly faded under the restoration of qi blood energy, and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Without having cultivated true force, martial artists are extremely weak in resisting the erosion of demon essence.

Fortunately, Lin Zheyu’s body was incredibly powerful, greatly weakening the erosive effect of the demon essence.