Taking advantage of the Head-Chapter Demon's inability to control the demonic flames, Lu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, thrust out his palm, and sent three clusters of Brahma Rakshasa True Flame once more toward the blue-black demonic flames. He still had two other clusters of Brahma Rakshasa True Flame unused, but he simply could not drive these flames very quickly. If he brought out two more, their speed would be dragged down even further. Lu Xiaotian did not dare assume when this monstrously powerful Head-Chapter Demon might free a hand to deal with him.
For now, it was safer not to seek victory, but to first rescue his own trapped cluster of Brahma Rakshasa True Flame.
The mighty river of swords transformed from Xiang Qingcheng's sword bracelet fell like rain, yet she did not forget to glance at Lu Xiaotian. She had personally experienced that blue-white Brahma Rakshasa Flame; it had even scorched her sword bracelet, and she had been restrained by this spiritual flame in the Black Prison. It seemed that, while facing so many powerful enemies at once, the Head-Chapter Demon could still fight her companion's trump card to such a perilous standstill. This demon's strength was probably no weaker than Uncle Kuang's.
"Huh?" When the Golden-Armored Corpse King saw the blue-black demonic flames released by the Head-Chapter Demon being extinguished by several blue-white flames Lu Xiaotian had summoned, turning into a wisp of black smoke and vanishing into thin air, he could not help sucking in a cold breath. The Head-Chapter Demon possessed both ice and fire attributes, and the silvery-white chill it released made one unbearably hot, stirring up a crazed restlessness.
He had just collided head-on with the other party, yet had gained not the slightest advantage. But this silver-haired human was merely at the Nascent