Boom!
The next moment, as if rain were battering banana leaves and lotus pads, crackling sounds erupted. Clusters of blood-red light the size of fists burst across the shield's surface, like pebbles tossed into a small lake, sending rings of ripples spreading outward. The shield also began to shake violently, the Demon Light on its surface rapidly dimming, clearly showing signs that it was about to fail.
The power of these Crimson Snake Scales was far beyond ordinary imagination. Each one was actually as powerful as a top-tier Dharma Treasure. But that was no surprise either; this secret art had originally been the female demon's trump-card technique, kept pressed at the bottom of her chest.
It could not be used lightly, because the growth of every single scale required a tremendous amount of time and energy. It could be called her life-saving ultimate technique for turning defeat into victory.
Now that she had unleashed it with hatred in her heart, its power was even a notch greater than before.
Only because this ancient book's might was extraordinary, and because the Snow Shadow True Demon Art cultivated by Lin Xuan's incarnation was mysterious to the extreme, had he withstood it. Otherwise, if another cultivator of the same rank had been in his place, nine times out of ten they would already have been riddled like a sieve.
Rip—
The shield finally split apart.
However, a great deal of time had been delayed because of it, and Lin Xuan did not need any Teleportation technique to avoid this attack with perfect ease.
As for the other side, the poisonous mist released by the long-eared, green-eyed Demon Race member, along with the Flying Needle treasure hidden within it, was likewise stopped by the shield transformed from ancient characters.
Although the green mist was