A crimson light erupted from the gray demon god, shooting skyward and unleashing a devastating pressure.
Its entire body radiated an eerie gray glow, covered in mysterious and terrifying runes.
Sharp horns curved and pointed towards the heavens, emitting scorching and violent flames.
Its form instantly grew larger, like a colossal mountain, towering between heaven and earth.
The gray demon god's health was fully restored, its claws flashing with a chilling light, pointing at Fang Xian.
Just as it was about to utter some threats, it realized Fang Xian had already vanished.
Fang Xian had already moved at lightning speed to the back of its neck the moment the gray demon god transformed, the perfect attack range.
He unleashed the "Flame Wave" from the "Dragon Staff," his body continuously radiating area-of-effect fire attacks.
Fang Xian's eyes narrowed, and he activated the "Swift Wind Sword Immortal" active skill of the "Xuanyuan Sword," instantly increasing his agility and attack speed by 100%.
The seven-second duration was not to be wasted, not even a single second.
Fang Xian's eyes blazed as he stared intently at the back of the demon god's neck, his "Xuanyuan Sword" held high.
Instantly, the sword shadow fell like lightning.
"Clang clang clang clang!"
His movements were as swift as the wind, one strike after another, the sword's momentum fierce and rapid, dazzling the eye.
170 sword strikes per second, plus three automatically added basic attacks, totaling 510 strikes per second.
Each strike, including critical hits and true damage, dealt 72,000 damage.
That's 36.72 million damage per second.
If all seven seconds were used, that would be 257 million damage.
The gray demon god was shocked when it saw the damage numbers.
It tried to dodge, but was horrified to find itself afflicted with confusion, weakness, and slowness.
Fang Xian sneered; the main purpose of the "Flame Tide" he had unleashed earlier wasn't for dealing damage.
The aim was to trigger the "Dark Element" of the "Six-Winged Fallen Angel" and the "Shadow Magic" of the "Shadow Demon God" to form a control chain.
However, these controls had little effect on the Gray Demon God.
But controlling it for even a second would allow Fang Xian to deal over 30 million more damage.
Sure enough, after only controlling the Gray Demon God for a second, it broke free and immediately unleashed a gray protective shield covering its entire body.
"Clang clang clang clang!"
Fang Xian didn't stop attacking, continuing to unleash a storm of blows with the "Xuanyuan Sword."
In just one second, the Gray Demon God's protective shield shattered completely with a "clang."
Fang Xian pressed his advantage, his sword flashing.
The Gray Demon God instinctively raised its arm to block, receiving Fang Xian's one-second combo.
"Clang clang clang clang!"
Even with its arm's higher defense, Fang Xian still managed to deal 27.89 million damage.
The gray demon god sensed danger and hastily retreated, its blood-red eyes blazing with eerie light as it shot towards Fang Xian.
Fang Xian's "White Tiger Wings" flapped, increasing his flight speed fivefold, instantly dodging all the attacks.
He caught up with the gray demon god and unleashed another 510 sword strikes per second, dealing over 30 million damage.
Six seconds had passed; Fang Xian had landed attacks for four seconds, dealing a total of 128 million damage.
In the final second, Fang Xian was certain the gray demon god's health wouldn't exceed 150 million.
If he could land that final strike, he would surely kill the gray demon god.
And indeed, that was the case. The Gray Demon God actually only had 120 million HP, but it possessed an automatic HP regeneration skill; otherwise, it would have been killed by Fang Xian long ago.
The Gray Demon God, watching Fang Xian still unleashing his combo, knew that if Fang Xian were to unleash another combo, the consequences would be unimaginable.
It gritted its teeth, unleashing a terrifying gray aura that swept across the surroundings.
Fang Xian didn't care what the Gray Demon God was trying to do; he only knew that this combo had to be executed in this second, and nothing could stop him.
As a result, the Gray Demon God's enormous body instantly shrank, and Fang Xian's sword strike missed completely.
He turned around and saw that the Gray Demon God below had shrunk to the size of a human.
At this moment, the Gray Demon God abandoned its high-attack, high-HP "True Demon God Form," transforming into a small, incredibly fast demon god, all to evade Fang Xian's high-speed combo.
Fang Xian changed direction and charged towards the Gray Demon God.
The Gray Demon God unleashed astonishing speed and immediately fled.
It charged off the battlefield, its massive hand sweeping away the nine black hands that were devouring the demon's corpse.
"Cataclysmic Blood Refining Technique."
The gray demon god formed hand seals, and a strange energy transformed into thousands of fine threads, flowing into the demon's corpse.
Two flames flickered in its eyes as it roared.
"Refine!"
The corpse emitted a strange energy, continuously supplying the gray demon god with power.
Fang Xian narrowed his eyes; he could clearly feel the gray demon god's power surging.
He wielded the "Xuanyuan Sword," unleashing a "Sword Sweep in All Directions" technique, slashing out hundreds of sword energies in all directions, shattering all the corpses connected to the strange energy.
Unsure if the gray demon god's threads could be severed, Fang Xian simply destroyed the corpse, cutting off the supply.
However, this delay caused the 7-second effect of "Swift Wind Sword Immortal" to end, and his speed plummeted.
The gray demon god, initially annoyed by Fang Xian's destruction of its corpse, now smirked as it saw Fang Xian slow down.
"Hahahaha! Human, your skill's duration is over?"
Fang Xian stopped flying, looking at the gray demon god with a mocking expression.
"What? Demon God, not running away with your tail between your legs?"
"But thinking about it, it's rather boring. You didn't even manage to take a single drop of blood from me, how dare you be so smug?"
"Are you demon gods like dogs? All you do is bark and run away?"
The gray demon god's veins bulged, its rage uncontrollable.
Having been chased and attacked by Fang Xian earlier, it couldn't quite gauge Fang Xian's strength.
Logically, the highest level on Blue Star is only 99, yet Fang Xian possessed the power to kill a level 1000 demon god.
Moreover, it was a gray demon god, even stronger than the red demon god; one could only imagine how terrifying Fang Xian was.
For safety's sake, the Gray Demon decided against a direct confrontation with Fang Xian. It would wait until it absorbed more corpses to increase its strength, ensuring it wouldn't be hit by Fang Xian's sword techniques again. As long as it avoided the sword attacks, Fang Xian would be no match for it.
Fang Xian coldly watched as the Gray Demon released strange lines connecting to the corpses, continuously absorbing energy to increase its power.
Judging from the current trend, Fang Xian had exhausted all his options.
He had used all his buffs and even borrowed the assistance of a thousand priests, yet he still couldn't kill the Gray Demon; it was truly a pity.
Although he had been the one chasing and attacking the Gray Demon the whole time, he hadn't even suffered a single injury.
However, if Fang Xian used the same move a second time, the Gray Demon God would surely know how to counter it, greatly reducing its effectiveness.
Given this disparity, Fang Xian would find it difficult to win.
Of course, he could try his luck with the "Dragon Staff's" 10% instant-kill probability.
However, the "Dragon Staff's" spell attack speed was too slow, making it difficult to hit the Gray Demon God, let alone trigger the instant-kill mechanism.
Fang Xian's eyes sharpened. Since that was the case, he would have no choice but to use his last trump card.