If both parties were in good condition, even 100 Gao Chuan's might not be able to hurt a single tentacle of this evil demon.
After all, one party was just an ordinary human who had just been enlightened, while the other party was an extraterrestrial lifeform that could cross the void with its physical body.
In its peak state, any tentacle could whip out a sonic boom. Gao Chuan could not resist this evil demon with such power at all.
But now, because this monster had descended from the great void, the atmosphere had worn down its body and crushed its shell. It had suffered serious injuries from the inside out, and its strength was less than 10%.
If that was the case, the situation would be completely different.
As Gao Chuan charged forward, there seemed to be a gust of wind in the surrounding hundreds of meters. Countless spiritual energy turned into a gentle airflow, turning into light blue ripples that gathered toward his body.
For a moment, everything was silent, and only the whistling of the wind could be heard.
A blue light flashed, and a huge amount of spiritual energy that was enough to make an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator explode and die poured into Gao Chuan's body.
The spiritual light visible to the naked eye flowed on Gao Chuan's skin. As the green spirit tattoos gradually became clearer and brighter, the spiritual energy in the world seemed to be attracted by a vortex and continuously surged into the shining spirit tattoos. Now, the amount of spiritual energy entering his body every second was a hundred times more than the tiny amount of spiritual energy that was drawn by blood during cultivation.
Although this violent energy was purely gathered by the core using a secret method and could not be used for cultivation, and the sudden increase in spiritual pressure would cause damage to the body, it was undeniable that at this moment, Gao Chuan experienced the feeling of power that was in control of everything!
Spiritual energy surged from all directions like a tidal wave. It was as if he was wrapped in something, and it was as if he was wearing an invisible armor. Although he felt that his every move had become very slow, the heavy sense of power that could destroy everything with a raise of his hand was not fake.
His internal organs were burning, turning into a source of power. His bones were wailing, telling of this terrifying oppressive feeling.
His mad dash caused a cloud of dust to fill the air. The scattered dust slowly rose up in the dissipating spiritual energy, showing no signs of falling down. The stones that sputtered from his steps were like bullets, hitting the surrounding trees and creating holes in them.
While running toward the monster, Gao Chuan stretched out his left hand and clenched it into a fist. Then, he opened it, and translucent spirit energy ripples spread out from his palm. Wherever it passed, everything seemed to solidify. Even the drifting dust and fog stopped.
Then, the ripples also enveloped the evil spirit, and it was as if it had been frozen in place.
The spiritual energy within several hundred meters was temporarily concentrated within a few dozen feet. The atmosphere was so thick that it was as if it was solid, causing all living things to stagnate.
Without saying a word, Gao Chuan clenched his fist in the air toward the evil spirit. Waves of sudden spirit energy fluctuations began to affect everything in the surroundings. The fallen leaves in the forest were blown away, torn apart, and then turned into ashes. The trees that were closer to him were as if they had been crushed by a giant hand, and rows of them were cut off from the middle.
The evil spirit in front of him was as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer out of nowhere, and it spasmed silently. Under the impact of the spirit energy, its yellow eyeballs fell off and turned into meat paste and pus. Finally, it turned into fog and dissipated with the wind. Its tentacles and limbs shattered and collapsed, and the remaining tentacles waved wildly. Using the shock wave, it quickly retreated with the body in the center, which was black like mud but covered with centipede-like carapace tentacles.
The bone fragments fell on the grass and trees, making a sizzling sound of corrosion. A brownish-black fog quickly spread, blocking Gao Chuan's vision.
"Want to escape? Useless! "
With a roar, Gao Chuan raised the ax. The spirit tattoos on his skin flickered with a navy blue light. The spirit energy continuously condensed into a ball in the air, turning into a translucent substance that was close to being solid. It gathered toward Gao Chuan's hands and chest. Taking a deep breath, Gao Chuan aimed at the direction that the monster had escaped, and instilled all the spirit energy he could perceive and control into the ordinary ax in his hand. Then, he threw it out fiercely —
The light gathered and then quickly converged. Without the light of spirit energy, the surroundings suddenly became pitch-black — and then, in the next moment, a dazzling white light burst out, illuminating everything in the surroundings!
In the center of this light, the ax made of ordinary fine iron and wood began to gradually shatter. The rich spirit energy carried its fragments, turning into a light belt completely composed of spirit energy. Like a stream of light, it directly penetrated the poisonous fog transformed from the body fluid of the evil spirit and accurately hit its broken body!
The wind pressure blew away the black fog, and the violent power carried by the fragments tore apart the tough skin and internal tissues. The remaining energy flowed and blasted a big hole in the hardest bone armor under the muscles, revealing the innermost core of the evil spirit in front of Gao Chuan.
It was a "gem" that flickered with a black and red light.
The yellowish-green body fluid flowed over the surface of the gem, but it did not leave a trace. An ominous aura flowed over the translucent crystal along with the gray and black luster, and a trace of evil red light flickered in the center. The body of the evil spirit trembled, and its muscles gradually closed, as if it wanted to hide its vital parts.
But Gao Chuan did not give it any chance.
After throwing the ax with all his strength, he did not hesitate and accelerated through the dispersed poisonous fog, arriving in front of the broken body of the evil spirit.
"Huff … ah …"
Gasping for breath, the spirit patterns on its body gradually dissipated and dimmed, leaving only its eyes, forehead, and chest with green and blue spirit light. Gao Chuan suddenly realized that the huge energy consumption of using the core in battle did not seem to be an exaggeration, and he even had some reservations.
The power rapidly dissipated, and the pain in his body was unbearable. His internal organs felt waves of twisting pain, and his spirit meridians seemed to have decayed, rejecting the entry of spirit energy. He walked into the monster, paused, and then took a deep breath. He bent down and stretched out his right hand toward the reddish-black gem.
It really looked like the core. Other than the color being a little different, everything else was almost exactly the same.
No wonder so many people in the Desolate Antiquity Era suspected that the core was actually a purified evil spirit. In terms of appearance alone, this suspicion could not be more reasonable.
"Gululu!"
It seemed to be the final radiance of the setting sun, but also like a final struggle. As Gao Chuan expected, this evil spirit still had the ability to fight back.
Its broken body rapidly inflated as if it was filled with air, and countless tentacles suddenly jumped out from the cracks in its broken shell. Although the size of these tentacles was completely incomparable to the previous tentacles, and their hardness was also on a different level, there were so many of them that he could not see the outside clearly.
Covering his face with his hands, Gao Chuan gave up touching the evil spirit's core and quickly retreated.
But the speed of his retreat was far slower than the speed of the surging tentacles.
The number of tentacles coming toward him was completely uncountable, as if there was no end to them.
Speaking of which, how should the evil spirit's flesh be used? Could it be made into food? Then, how should he make grilled octopus wrists? Or was it better to fry them?
Looking straight at the overwhelming number of black limbs and tentacles rushing toward him, Gao Chuan still had the leisure to think about some miscellaneous things. Then, he stretched out his hand to block the attacks of a few tentacles. But as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and the number of tentacles was more than four.
A moment later, this evil spirit passed through his defense and wrapped around him.