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Long Haochen didn’t utter a word, looking fully at the Aria of the Goddess of Light at that very moment.

How come he did not wield his two divine swords simultaneously previously, as a Retribution Knight? He was originally expert at wielding dual swords, so when wielding two of them, he would surely display an even greater sword ability. The reason why he didn’t do so, was to enable that reserve move accumulated in the Aria of the Goddess of Light.

The Dragon Rider Demon God Asmodeus was far more powerful than him, so Long Haochen understood clearly that defeating the opponent was completely impossible, and the same went for stopping him. But he had his own ways.

Years ago, when very young, Long Xingyu personally explained the characteristics of all demon gods, their fighting style.

Long Xingyu’s evaluation of Asmodeus was very close to that of Ah’nan. He assessed the Berserk Demon God to be a frantic fighter, and in Ah’nan’s heart, nothing exceeds his own strength in importance. Even the Demon God Emperor’s orders would not necessarily be a target of his obedience.

His evaluation of Asmodeus was similar to that of Ah’nan. Asmodeus was also obsessed with raising his strength, but his difference with Ah’nan was that while having this obsession, he showed absolute loyalty toward the Demon God Emperor. And he’s more rational than Ah’nan, but maybe for this very reason, his individual strength was unable to compare with Ah’nan.

In other words, Asmodeus was obsessed with raising his strength but had a sense of priority, which Ah’nan did not have.

While taking advantage of that aspect of Asmodeus’ personality, Long Haochen did not use his power boosts, but relied solely on his martial prowesses to resist. In fact, this was putting a considerable strain on him. Facing an opponent far above him in cultivation, how could it be easy to rely entirely on his technique against Mt.Tai?

But without a doubt, Long Haochen had succeeded. His sword technique and sword intent deeply attracted Asmodeus’ attention. As Asmodeus was not going all out either but comparing notes solely on the technical aspect, this made an optimal opportunity for the others to rescue Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi.

At the time Asmodeus unleashed that powerful strike, Long Haochen was actually long since prepared: everything was within his calculations. Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi being rescued, Asmodeus would naturally not leave the matter at that. Under the effects of the Saint Spiritual Stove, he had to make himself targeted by the enemy. So thanks to his state of preparedness, although it was difficult, Long Haochen still managed to respond.

While fighting Long Haochen, Asmodeus had been continuously overlooking a matter. That was Yating’s disappearance after releasing the abilities of the Saint Spiritual Stove.

After appearing, Yating had continuously remained attached on Long Haochen’s back, not participating directly in the battle. She did not even launch a single magic out of fear of attracting Asmodeus’ attention, and more importantly, due to waiting for Long Haochen’s order for when to fuse with the Aria of the Goddess of Light.

This was the reserve plan Long Haochen retained. Through incessant soaking in the fallen meteor, both the Aria of the Goddes of Light and Blue Rain, Hibiscus of Light were internally greatly reinforced. Moreover, because of being nurtured by Yating through the Saint Spiritual Stove, their compatibility with Yating was as high as it could be.

Originally, Yating’s first fusion with Blue Rain, Hibiscus of Light directly caused it to be damaged, but this would obviously not happen now.

The Aria of the Goddess of Light was the most fitting for Long Haochen’s sword intent, and Yating was only able to fuse with one divine sword, so he kept only utilizing the Aria of the Goddess of Light. That way, at the time Asmodeus launched an all out attack, Yating could fuse instantly with the divine sword, really raising it to become a divine tool. Full of sword power, the Aria of the Goddess of Light was as if it was resurrecting the times of the Holy Divine Sword Wield Ye Wushang. Long Haochen’s previous Asura Strike was seen as a fatal blow from Asmodeus’ eyes.

Seeing Long Haochen give no reply to his words, Asmodeus’ look became instead much more heavy, gripping in his two hands the pike he used to be gripping in one hand.

The six eyes on the three heads dispersed deep black color. The pike in his hand was slowly pointed forward, as its sharp point took in and sent out large quantities of black halations. It was not formed of flames anymore, but the flagged spear became fully as black as ink.

Its sharp point was aimed at Long Haochen, and terrible fighting intent combined with an incomparably sharp killing intent were twisting in the space between the two of them.

Long Haochen still gazed at the divine sword in his hand, indifferently speaking, “Asmodeus, remember to tell the Demon God that I will be waiting for him in demon territory. Either the demon race or me will die out. I am the Long Haochen you have always been looking to find.”

“Huh?” Originally greatly focused, Asmodeus was immediately in great shock after hearing this. The next instant, a deep layer of purplish gold was abruptly released from Long Haochen’s body. This purplish gold was instantly poured inside the Aria of the Goddess of Light, then Long Haochen’s sword was waved, moving unhindered against him.

This sword strike lit the whole sky with a purplish golden streak, rendering it deep black.

This was Long Haochen’s true full-powered strike, concentrating his whole strength in his sword. During his attack, he felt as if he became one with his sword. At the same time all the sword spirit on the Aria of the Goddess of Light unleashed its might in that purplish golden streak of light. It let out a sort of sigh, which expressed a great feeling of release.

Right, this instant the divine sword of the Holy Sword Wielder Ye Wushang was finally back. This sword finally had that grateful bearing it used to have in those years.

With no sound whatsoever of collision, the instant the man and the demon crossed, Star King reappeared in midair, sustaining Long Haochen’s weight while flying away to the distance.

To one’s astonishment, the Dragon Rider Demon God Asmodeus didn’t chase, but stood afloat with a dull look, preserving the same position of thrusting motion.

But to one’s shock, as the black color of his five meter long flagged pike rapidly faded off, one could clearly see a trail of blood extending from the peak of his pike to his hand. Moreover, a large scar had appeared in the midst of the armor transformed from that Hell Dragon.

Long Haochen’s sword strike was blocked by Asmodeus, but he wasn’t able to block the sword intent accumulated inside, a sword intent of real might!

It went so far as to concentrate all his spirit’s forces, reaching a level even he himself couldn’t possibly resist no matter what.

At this very moment, Asmodeus was deeply shocked by that sword strike, and understood clearly that if Long Haochen’s cultivation was on par with his own, that previous sword strike would already have taken his life.

Asmodeus became aware for the first time that their martial skills were actually so differing. That weak opponent relied solely on his sword intent to wound him. He, who had always believed that he would not even necessarily lose a duel against a demon god in the top twelve. But now he was really certain that there’s really a gap between more powerful opponents and him.

Recovering the flagged pike, Asmodeus’ three heads moved slightly. The ox head and ram head unconsciously gave similar looks to the human head in the middle.

The human head took a deep breath, muttering aloud, “Long Haochen.”

“Boss, should we chase? If we activate the demon god pillar, that youngster is no opponent for us.” The Ox Head asked in severity.

The human head shook head, “We won’t chase. Have you forgotten about His Majesty’s orders? That if we meet a human knight called Long Haochen, or a human knight riding a magical beast with multiple heads, we cannot act excessively. Let him go. His Majesty surely has his ways to dispose of him.”

The ram head had its eyes shut, “Boss, I think that we should go into seclusion for some time. After we reach the Exorcist Mountain Pass, let’s temporarily not participate in the battle.”

The human head nodded, “I think so too. I have a path in view. Let’s hope to find another chance to cross hands with this human in the future.”

As he said that, Asmodeus recovered his pike, and his armor dissolved rapidly, returning to the shape of the Hell Dragon. However this Hell Dragon had a long wound now.

Asmodeus did not know that the instant Long Haochen was riding Star King, a mouthful of blood sprayed out on his Golden Foundation Armor’s mask.

His battle against Asmodeus looked like a simple showdown, but in practice it needed him to spend massive mental and physical efforts. The enemy’s pressure was really too terrible: for instance, just remaining in such a constant state of vigilance, to be prepared in case Asmodeus borrowed power from his demon god pillar or entered Demon Godification Mode. In that case, he would have no other choice but to immediately go after the others and launch the Tower of Eternity’s transporting ability.

Fortunately, though he didn’t know it, Asmodeus was still calmly contemplating on his sword instead of chasing. The Star King’s full flight speed soon passed over the demon army, after meeting with his team which went further away.

Riding on his Hell Dragon’s back, Asmodeus looked at the distant Long Haochen. His eyes all had meditative looks. That sword ray’s instant was deeply engraved in his memories, and a surge of comprehension had arisen gradually in his mind.

Long Haochen didn’t know that right because of his fight against Asmodeus, this Dragon Rider Demon God would a short time later rise dramatically in strength, entering the top twenty-four of the demon gods.