"Hahaha." The Demon Lord stood up, vigorous power surging throughout his body. Not only that, Heartless Power was also surging within him.
"Haha, you thought I wasn't your match? I merely wanted to draw out your power. To tell you the truth, I know a mysterious cultivation technique that can absorb another person's power. Because of this technique, I've never lost." The Demon Lord's voice was cold, no longer resembling his feeble self from moments ago.
Yet no one saw my twisted expression. I stood there blankly, my expression shifting in complicated ways. I actually seemed to be struggling. No one noticed that my gaze was growing colder and colder.
It had been a long time since I had encountered a situation like this.
That painful, struggling past seemed to have been forgotten. My past was covered in scars. Yet my comfortable life now had gradually made me forget my former nature.
"What a foolish fellow." Wuxin suddenly burst into wild laughter.
"What are you laughing at? Have you gone crazy again?" Liu Ling'er asked in confusion, watching my battle with concern. The situation was highly unfavorable for me, making her heart tighten. Yet at a time like this, Wuxin had started laughing.
"No, I'm merely feeling sorry for the Demon Lord." Liu Ling'er smiled. He understood me better than anyone. So he wasn't worried about this situation. If he was worried about anything, it was my opponent.
"That fool. Could he have forgotten Liang Fan's taboo?" Liu Ling'er snorted, her eyes flashing with mockery. "What he hates most is when other people take his things!"
"Without realizing it, I've forgotten my true nature." I muttered, my eyes cold as I looked ahead. The Demon Lord was still laughing wildly before me, never imagining that he had made a tremendous