"It's a Heavenly Universe Demon! Xia Shen, you'd better be careful!" Zichen's face paled.
Ri Xi grew tense as well, her hand resting on her three-stringed qin, ready to fight at any moment. "The hairy one is Dong Shuo, the one carrying a head is Wushou, and the long-armed one is called Narrow Bone!"
I also drew the Ancestral Dragon Sword. Now that I had encountered my enemy face-to-face, a battle was naturally unavoidable.
"I can deal with Narrow Bone at most. Zichen, can you handle Dong Shuo?" Ri Xi asked anxiously.
"No. That Dong Shuo is far too powerful. At best, I can fight Wushou to a draw!" Zichen said hurriedly.
"Then I'll deal with Dong Shuo. But if I can't beat it, I'll have to run." I didn't think there was anything wrong with fleeing. Even if I died, I would revive again. Who knew what I might have to split into afterward?
The next moment, the other's hair stood on end. Then, with a bang, all of it shot out, transforming into hundreds of thousands of tiny needles that flew straight toward me!
After losing its hair, Dong Shuo revealed the form of a naked beauty. However, with its red eyes and sharp fangs, it looked rather terrifying.
"Snow drifts over the green hibiscus, mortal life on the Three Paths floats like remnant rain, the divine mountain's Yunying holds primordial qi, cold mountains and green wine, Sword Beitang! My Dao! Yunying Sword Ghost!" I chanted the sword song at the top of my voice, wanting to see whether a ghost-path summon could cross the threshold of power.
To my frustration, when Sword Beitang appeared, she condensed a sword domain around herself, yet I felt no explosive transformation of power.
She was a gathering of my strength, but