Previously, Lu Xiaotian had thought that after fighting the Sinful Dragon Matuo and witnessing the methods of experts like Chen Fufeng and the Nine Tribulations Demon Dragon, he had already reached a point where he could stand undefeated against opponents of this level.
That was why he had come to trouble Emperor Niao the Demon Peng with considerable confidence.
But now, it seemed there was still some distance between reality and his expectations. Not to mention that every expert who cultivated to this level had a trump card. He also could not judge these experts by his old standards.
The Immortal-Demon Battlefield was indeed perilous and unpredictable, but those who survived had all encountered sufficient opportunities.
Especially ancient monsters like Emperor Niao the Demon Peng. He had experienced the opening of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield several times and understood even better what he could obtain from it. After countless years of plotting, his chances of gaining something were quite high.
The soul-summoning technique before him, as well as this Xuantian Demon Blade that had barely entered the low-grade rank, were things Emperor Niao the Demon Peng had not possessed before. Setting aside the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine's projection, these two methods alone were already enough to overwhelm the likes of Sinful Dragon Matuo.
Had Lu Xiaotian not possessed a powerful Primordial Spirit and mastered a supreme dragon race ability like the Dragon Soul Battle Armor, he would have been caught off guard. Under that bizarre soul-summoning technique, it would have been almost impossible to avoid being struck.
Once his Primordial Spirit had been affected both inside and out, that blade, comparable to teleportation, would already have pierced through his head. Even though he had repelled that fierce blade, this was merely the beginning.
Once Emperor Niao the Demon Peng unleashed his offensive, he