The Ancient Breakworld Thunderstone Talisman Seal wasn't powered by Stone Ridge Demon King himself. Its strength came from the accumulated might of the Ten Thousand Demons Thunder Palace.
As Lu Xiaotian flew backward, his blood surged within him, sealing the talisman seal's power into a tiny area around his left shoulder. Seeing the Heavy Origin Stone Spear thrust toward him again, he simply reached out with his right hand and traded several blows with it barehanded, forcing it back.
"How is this possible!" Stone Ridge Demon King's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. Even after being injured by the ancient talisman seal, his opponent had still managed to repel the Heavy Origin Stone Spear with his bare hands! Just how powerful was this dragon's body?
Taking advantage of his opponent's momentary shock, Lu Xiaotian withdrew. By then, countless thunderstone pillars had surged into the air. But without the Thunder-Crowned Peacock, Stone Ridge Demon King was controlling them alone, and the formation had far more gaps than before. Lu Xiaotian no longer needed to deliberately knock back the thunderstone pillars to disrupt its pattern; he could simply slip through the openings in the formation.
Seeing Lu Xiaotian evade the thunderstone pillars' attacks with relative ease, Stone Ridge Demon King's heart sank to the bottom of a well. Given his opponent's strength and mastery of formations, without the Thunder-Crowned Peacock's help, he alone couldn't suppress this powerful dragon.
"Haha! No wonder you're such a mighty dragon. Once we've joined forces to take down these demons, we can break the formation together. Without the Thunder-Crowned Peacock, isn't this demon palace formation ours to explore?"
Fighting fiercely against the nine snow-and-ice battle puppets formed by Snowcrest Demon King, the Violet Lightning Golden Eagle let out a hearty laugh. Taking advantage of Snowcrest Demon King's