"What an arrogant human brat." The demonic attendant possessed by the Dark Nightmare Ghost King narrowed his eyes, but said no more. He wanted nothing more than to kill the silver-haired youth before him, yet he had to admit the brat was truly extraordinary. He had recovered from the Soul-Rending Demonic Sound no slower than those old monsters. Clearly, despite being only a Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator, his Primordial Spirit could already rival theirs.
Had they not seen it with their own eyes, the Dark Nightmare Ghost King and the others would have found it hard to believe. Even if they wanted to fight these two humans and avenge themselves, they would have to find a deserted place first. The Dark Nightmare Ghost King would never do something so foolish as to fight a great battle only to let the Golden Armored Corpse King and the other old monsters reap the benefits.
As the words faded, the murderous, cold, bewildered look in Xiang Qingcheng's eyes cleared. Lu Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had recovered quickly, and her Primordial Spirit was even stronger than he had expected. With him lending a hand, they should be fine. Without Xiang Qingcheng, even though Lu Xiaotian knew he had plenty of methods at his disposal, he had little confidence facing these formidable old monsters, ancient great demons and Old Devils. With Xiang Qingcheng beside him, their strength was greater, and naturally, so was his confidence.
"Let's go!" Xiang Qingcheng let out a long breath, as if expelling the chaotic demonic consciousness assaulting her through the Soul-Rending Demonic Sound.
Lu Xiaotian nodded. Seeing the Golden Armored Corpse King's group continuing toward the Demonfall Pool, the two followed after them in turn.
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