When he saw the damn demon speak, a trace of wariness flashed through Fang Qi's heart.
But he didn't dare let his guard down. He could only pretend to be numb as he walked over. Yes, in fact, Fang Qi had never been enslaved by this demon from the very beginning. Back then, Akentu had implanted a trace of fear deep within his mind, but the swordsmanship of the Nine Phoenix bloodline was very different from Vonder's forms of power. If he had to put it simply, the swordsmen of the Nine Phoenix placed greater emphasis on mental cultivation.
Although Ghost Chariot was a traitor to the Nine Phoenix bloodline, that didn't mean they had fallen mentally. In fact, the opposite was true. Ironheart and White Crow Swordplay both placed greater emphasis on mental refinement than Desert Wind Swordplay did, especially the former, which required its wielder to keep their mind as still as water, undisturbed as an ancient well.
As one of the outstanding members of this bloodline, Fang Qi had naturally surpassed his predecessors. He had been oppressed by Akentu back then simply because the difference in their levels of power was too great. The moment Akentu's clone died, he immediately noticed the flaw in his mind.
The people of the Nine Phoenix were also members of this world, and naturally understood how terrifying demons were. He had not dared to conceal anything back then and had told Brando and Delphine about it in full. Brando knew the demons' tricks inside out. Although he himself could do little about a demon's mental seed—that was, after all, the work of a Demon Lord, and the mental domain had always been mysterious—apart from those mysterious psychics in northern Nazel, few people in either Vonder or the Nine Phoenix were proficient