The Eighth-order Moon Demon looked at Long Haoyu with great interest.
After delivering a casual strike, he looked Long Haoyu up and down with a mocking gaze.
The slender, white fingers that had been gently twirling in the air also came to a silent halt.
Sensing the Battle Intent emanating from Long Haoyu, the smile on his lips became even more pronounced.
Long Haoyu didn't care about the Eighth-order Moon Demon's reaction. He maintained his proper attitude and focused his cold eyes on the Eighth-order Moon Demon.
"Call..."
He exhaled a heavy Turbid Air.
Long Haoyu slowly squatted down.
It's not a true squat, but rather both hands gripping the No Edge simultaneously, with the legs in a stance similar to a horse stance.
All the Spirit Energy around him gathered on No Edge at this moment.
Seeing Long Haoyu's reaction, the Eighth-order Moon Demon flicked her fair fingers in the air again.
This time, there weren't as many dense purple-black bubbles as at the beginning; there were only five purple-black bubbles, and they didn't emerge very quickly.
Although the speed seemed very slow, the five purplish-black bubbles appeared beside Long Haoyu immediately after they were generated.
As if by teleportation, it shattered the barriers of space and time.
"Cut!"
Long Haoyu gave a silent shout, and his half-squatting body instantly exerted force, No Edge sword in his hand immediately transformed into a dark crescent moon.
The radiance of the waning moon swept across him at a 180-degree angle, and his fierce Sword Intent met all the gathering purple-black bubbles head-on.
Rumble—
Five purplish-black bubbles exploded instantly.
A dark purple light instantly enveloped his body.
A moment later, the slightly disheveled figure flew out from the purplish-black light.
Long Haoyu didn't encounter any trouble; he simply maintained his serious demeanor and ignored the shattered hem of his clothes.
It was a very simple collision, but he felt the Spirit Energy within his body boiling in a very restless way.
It wasn't the excited, boiling feeling he usually experienced when fighting other weaker Demon Race; instead, it was agitated within him in a very passive way.
Eighth-order Moon Demon possesses Spirit Energy reaching tens of thousands.
As for himself, Long Haoyu was very clear that even with the amplification of Wufeng, his Spirit Energy was still No Edge.
In a real sense, it might not even be a fraction of Eighth-order Moon Demon.
Given such a huge gap, it's already quite impressive that he can maintain his current form.
Even so, the Battle Intent on his face did not dissipate.
If you can't win, you run away?
Long Haoyu had never considered this idea.
Under normal circumstances, this would be the most appropriate choice when you are outmatched.
But Long Haoyu had no such thoughts. He kept in mind his identity as a member of the Knight Temple, as well as his ideal of walking the path of Retribution Knight.
Take life and death lightly, and fight if you disagree!
If one can disregard life and death, then it is wrong to easily choose to retreat at this point.
His path will be greatly affected.
The Eighth-order Moon Demon looked at Long Haoyu with great surprise, thinking that Long Haoyu would choose this moment to cooperate with the others.
Given the vast difference in strength, Long Haoyu shouldn't continue to do anything so foolish.
But Long Haoyu's reaction gave him a swift slap in the face.
I saw no sign of cowardice in Long Haoyu; on the contrary, his Battle Intent only intensified.
This scene caused many changes in his thoughts.
Long Haoyu kept a close eye on the changes in the Eighth-order Moon Demon Eighth-order Moon Demon noticed a subtle shift in the expression on its face.
The action was very decisive; without the slightest hesitation, he reached his hand inside his clothes.
The White Little Beast, who was dozing off, didn't have time to react before he swiftly grabbed it and placed it behind him.
"Little guy, stand up straight!"
"Now it's our turn to coordinate. If we don't coordinate well, we'll all perish here!"
"If you don't want to accompany me on the road to the underworld, then let's fight!"
Long Haoyu gave a soft shout.
The chilling voice instantly jolted the White Little Beast awake from its deep sleep.
The White Little Beast looked around and saw the Eighth-order Moon Demon Eighth-order Moon Demon, sensing the power emanating from it.
One second their eyes were still sleepy, the next they were instantly wide awake.
Not daring to doze off in the slightest, nor even grumbling incessantly, its four little paws firmly gripped Long Haoyu's collar.
At the same time, a purple rune array silently appeared between their eyebrows.
As the Purple Rune array appeared on its forehead, the same rune array appeared on Long Haoyu's forehead as well.
A purple light, exuding a noble aura, burst forth from between their brows.
Unlike the dark purple patterns on the Eighth-order Moon Demon, the purple light emanating from Long Haoyu and the White Little Beast was a true, cross-dimensional crushing force.
Purple patterns appeared on Long Haoyu's body.
Noble lines spread from the center of the brow down to the cheeks.
After all the lines spread to the cheeks, they then quietly disappeared into the skin.
At first glance, Long Haoyu did not seem to have changed much.
But upon closer inspection, he now exudes a more mature air.
Blood Contract fusion— Long Haoyu had previously attempted such a fusion during the Demon Extermination Pass.
That was the first attempt at Blood Contract fusion.
This time, however, was the second attempt at Blood Contract fusion.
In comparison, this attempt was much more rigorous than the last one.
Its physique hasn't changed much, nor does it seem like it has truly grown up.
However, the air about him was more noble than the air he had as an adult.
Beneath its noble appearance lies a touch of coldness.
This chilling aura is like the Creation looking down upon all things in the world.
At the same time, pure black light emanated from Long Haoyu's chest beneath his clothes.
The black light did not erupt as completely as the purple light, but it formed a small rune array on the chest.
Unfortunately, this small rune array completely concealed the hem of the garment, so no one could see it at this moment.
Otherwise, anyone who saw this tiny rune array would be horrified.
If Eighth-order Moon Demon were to see this rune array, it might not even have the will to fight.
Sensing the changes within himself, Long Haoyu no longer gripped No Edge with both hands, returning to his initial composed demeanor.
Holding the No Edge in one hand, he stood up completely straight.
He stared at the Eighth-order Moon Demon from a distance, meeting the Eighth-order Moon Demon's eyes, which were gradually changing color.
A wondrous rhythm bursts forth from the No Edge surface.
The swirling golden Spirit Energy was mixed with a purple luster.