"Perhaps all my questions will be answered once I catch this demon infant." The doubt in Lu Xiaotian's eyes soon turned into a sharp glint.
Lu Xiaotian immediately pocketed the Sumeru Ring from Ji Yuanzhu's main body. At the same time, he reached out and swept his hand forward, sending a gigantic palm imprint clawing toward the demon infant before him.
"You rose because of me, and fell because of me. Lu Xiaotian, before I settle my grudge with the Buddhist Sect, I will kill you!" The demon infant's face held a trace of emotion, but the hatred it bore Lu Xiaotian was plain enough for even a blind man to see.
The demon infant was astonishingly fast. Lu Xiaotian's repeated attempts to seize it were easily evaded.
"By the time you recover your strength, I'll already have advanced to the Mahayana Stage. Let alone you—even if you and the Icefeather Luan joined forces, what could you do to me?" Lu Xiaotian unleashed one method after another, determined to keep the demon infant here before anything else.
Yet the demon infant was not only incredibly fast, it was slipperier than a loach. Freed from the restraints of Ji Yuanzhu's body, its offensive power had fallen sharply, and it could no longer pose much of a threat to Lu Xiaotian. Its speed, however, was truly extraordinary. Even Lu Xiaotian was always half a beat behind, repeatedly grabbing at empty air.
"Advance to the Mahayana Stage? On the strength of that useless Two-Tailed Demon Wolf?" the demon infant sneered again and again.
"Though the Two-Tailed Demon Wolf is inferior to you, he isn't useless. If he were truly worthless, would you have tolerated a Demon Shadow with a second heart until it became powerful enough to establish its own faction? Even if