Back then, Lu Xiaotian had nearly killed him with an array formation. Just as the formation's power was about to erupt, the Devil Lord had fortunately intervened, forcing Lu Xiaotian's entire formation back.
The formation had nearly been completed at the time, and even now, recalling that destructive aura made his heart pound with lingering fear. Yet now, surrounding Lu Xiaotian and the Four-Winged Mantis, star pillars connected heaven and earth, dispersing even the celestial phenomena around them. Starlight gathered into a river, its radiance blazing brilliantly. It was clearly another formation altogether.
Having already suffered once, the Phantom Scorpion King was exceedingly cautious, fearful of exposing any flaw. Lu Xiaotian's tone was so forceful that if he had laid down another formation to await him, there would be no regret remedy once he fell into it. As Lu Xiaotian had said, the Devil Lord was too far away—distant water could not put out a nearby fire. If he truly became trapped, no one would save him a second time.
Lu Xiaotian's utter lack of restraint also made the Phantom Scorpion King secretly resent the Four-Winged Mantis. This fellow had caused the trouble yet insisted on dragging him into it. If the Four-Winged Mantis had not acted so brazenly, he would never have stirred Lu Xiaotian's determination to kill. He had fought Lu Xiaotian for hundreds of years outside the Demon Sea Grotto Estate, and Lu Xiaotian had never managed to do anything to him.
A tangled stream of emotions crossed the Phantom Scorpion King's mind. Just as he was about to break the surface, a flying sword tore through the air. Wherever its Sword Qi passed, the seawater surged and split directly to either side.
The Four-Winged Mantis, who was engaged in an intense battle with Lu Xiaotian, was