Neither of them knew just how great the creature's divine abilities were, but its tenacious vitality alone was enough to make one click one's tongue in amazement. After being sealed in ice for a million years, it was still alive and well.
Now that it had broken free of the restriction, it naturally wanted revenge on the two of them.
"The whole story has been told. Humans all have to die."
Red light flickered in the Demon Monster's eyes, and a savage aura poured out wildly. The head in the middle opened its mouth and spat out a ball of bloody light the size of an egg.
Li Yaotian's face changed drastically. He hurriedly summoned his life-bound magic treasure. Wang Hu did not dare be negligent either; with a point of his finger, the writing brush likewise flared with spiritual light and circled above his head.
The Green Scale Array had also returned to Lin Xuan's side.
A trace of mockery flashed through the Demon Monster's eyes. The bloody light suddenly swelled, split into three, and each part condensed into a strangely shaped magic treasure. They looked both like spears and a little like dagger-axes—ancient weapons from a million years ago, most likely.
Lin Xuan's pupils contracted slightly. To mix one's own essence blood with spiritual power and gather it into a magic treasure—this sort of divine ability, let alone cultivators, even the strange techniques of demonic cultivators were like a little shaman meeting a great one compared to it.
The Demon Monster race truly lived up to its famed reputation. It seemed he had to be careful.
Seeing the blood-red magic treasures flying toward them, Li Yaotian and Wang Hu hurriedly formed hand seals, controlling the flying sword and the writing brush respectively to meet them head-on.
Lin Xuan