The battle was not over yet.
It could even be said that it had only just begun.
Sure enough, it was just as Lin Xuan had guessed.
A change soon occurred.
What the Ghost Claw had destroyed was only the old man's substitute. His true body had already seized that chance to charge toward the young girl dressed in white.
The Feng Siblings Demons, whether the elder brother or the younger sister, were both extremely powerful figures.
However, their Supernatural Powers were completely different.
The elder brother was a monster whose corpse had gained sentience. As a ten-thousand-year Corpse Demon, what he was best at was the Body Refining Technique.
His pair of Ghost Claws could split metal and stone, and withstand the life-bound treasures of same-rank cultivators head-on.
With boundless strength, he possessed a nearly invincible supreme Supernatural Power in close combat.
As for the younger sister, her physical body had already perished, but her soul had cultivated into a Yin Spirit-type member of the Ghost Race.
She looked beautiful, but in truth she had no physical form. Her Supernatural Powers were nimble and strange, and she excelled at defeating enemies with all kinds of treasures and secret arts.
Close combat, however, was something she was not good at.
Or rather, it was one of her weaknesses.
Originally, when the brother and sister joined hands, they could draw on each other's strengths and make up for each other's shortcomings, cooperating with perfect tacit understanding and erasing each other's weaknesses.
This was also the reason why the Feng Siblings Demons were so powerful.
But the old man was clearly very aware of this.
With a clever scheme, he had deceived the ten-thousand-year Corpse Demon and planned to defeat them one by one. His preparations were extremely thorough, and now he