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His body inflated and muscles seemed to swell up, causing him to expand to a much larger stature than his original physical size. In a few seconds, he had become at least 9 feet tall. But the transformation didn't stop there; rather his skin became brown from top to bottom in the right half of his body. The other half was the same as usual.

Large muscles heaped on his right hand which made it twice bigger than the left. It looked bloated as if innumerable lumps of tumor were growing off it. As it became bigger, he couldn't balance his body straight. So, he bent down and used his right hand to support his body. A horn broke out from his right temple and even his right pupil became red.

Also, all of his injuries healed in the blink of an eye. Then he glanced at Davion and bellowed in rage, "Kid, how dare you use the Blood Churning Art and the Blood Saber Art against me. How did you learn it?"

"A mere devil dares to question me?" Davion mocked as he felt his breath similar to those devils in the Cultivation Pool.

"Damn! you Kid. Do you dare belittle me? This is my true form. Did you think that you had already won? I could only use half of my powers previously." The Sect Master charged at him without giving him a chance to speak.

This time he was twice as fast as before and was not carrying his sabers. In the explosion earlier, those sabers had already flown off who knows where. But he didn't bother about it as his body has become far more powerful.

Seeing the speed of the Sect Master, Davion didn't dare to underestimate him like earlier on. So, he swung his blades towards him while using the same Blood Saber Art as before.

"Haha, did you think that it would work again? This spiritual art is just at the level of Qi refining." The Sect Master laughed and tried to catch them casually with his palm. But he didn't know that even a lowly spiritual art becomes powerful in the hands of Davion. Especially after becoming level 20, all his arts have reached the level of Golden Core.

So, you could imagine what would happen. His hands immediately got cut off and an explosion took place. But this time he was only pushed a few steps back.

"Damn, how could I still be injured? Is it the same art?" He looked at his hand which had fallen and blue blood was dripping from it. Anger could be seen on his face.

"Haha, a mere devil could never.." Davion was about to make fun of him, but he was shocked by what he saw.

The hand of the Sect Master immediately regenerated in a few seconds and before he could react, the Sect Master had already neared him. So, he instantly slashed with his blades. But it looks like the Sect Master had already predicted this move.

He didn't try to catch those blades this time but rather caught his hands. Davion tried to free himself from his clutch but he couldn't do it as those hands were too big. He was about to think of other ways when he saw a leg coming straight to his chest.

"Bam!"

Davion was thrown far away and smacked on the wall of the crater. He even lost his blades.

"Haha, what can you do to me without these blades?" He threw them away and looked at Davion who was on the ground.

"F**k," Davion cursed and slowly stood up.

"Is this the so-called battle experience that old men would have as described in the novels that I used to read?" This old man perfectly caught him and even managed to disarm him in a few seconds. Only an expert could do that.

He could already feel the taste of his blood in his mouth. He spat it out and touched his stomach. He felt some force trying to wreck his body.

"The Body Tempering Art is really magical." He sighed then glanced at the Sect Master who was nearing him.

"I really underestimated him. It looks like he can even regenerate his lost parts. But it should have some weaknesses. Or else it would be impossible to kill. Maybe I should try to injure him internally. He should not be able to regenerate his internal organs."

"But how can I do that?"

"I only have dark energy in my arsenal that can do that. But all those dark spells were useless against him. Not only that, I'm not a match for him if I don't burn my blood," he looked solemn and thought of many possibilities.

"Maybe I can use the Devil Summoning Art? But I don't think he will give me enough time to summon."

"Haha, Kid are you scared? Or did you get injured and can't move?" The Sect Master laughed.

"But it doesn't matter. It looks like your body is quite strong to be able to withstand my strikes. Now, I am interested in what I can do with your body after your death. Hehe.."