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"Use the Flame Fist on him!" Yun Ting's voice echoed loudly in her mind. As a Symbiotic Body,
she had just helped Li Changhe bear a substantial part of the pain.
The opportunity to fiercely attack Nine Youths made her misery somewhat enjoyable.
Li Changhe, now incarnated as the Demon God, did as she wished, violently venting his pain.
To be burned to a skeleton by flames, or to be torn apart by gravitational cannons, feeling the flesh and muscles rip, was excruciatingly painful.
After these agonies were amplified dozens of times,
to say he was being sliced by a thousand knives would be considered mercy.
Li Changhe's consciousness nearly drowned in the pain, his fury towards the enemy was even more ferocious!
His fist, wrapped in World Burning Demonic Flames, heavily smashed onto the head of Nine Youths.
The terrifying flames instantly set ablaze one of Nine Youths' heads.
