"I'm counting on you!" Facing the Vasewood Demon Octopus whose eyes were filled with hatred, Lu Xiaotian reached out and pressed a hand against the Spirit Beast Bag.
A flash of white light passed, and Di Kun, whose entire body had a perfect streamlined shape, appeared once more. At this moment, even when facing the ninth-tier Vasewood Demon Octopus, whose cultivation was higher than its own, Di Kun's pair of crystal-red eyes showed not the slightest trace of fear. Instead, it carried itself with unbearable arrogance, looking down from above as it brought one claw crashing down on the Vasewood Demon Octopus.
Di Kun and the ninth-tier demon octopus battled fiercely.
The Life-Reaping Infant Monk's skull staff struck down through the air toward Lu Xiaotian, but it was caught and held up by a halo formed from countless blue moon shadows.
The Life-Reaping Infant Monk's withered face flushed crimson. He had just been boasting wildly, yet his opponent had not even truly made a move and had already blocked him. He could not help feeling that he had lost all face.
The Life-Reaping Infant Monk let out a furious shout, bit through the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mass of essence blood. The essence blood split into more than a dozen droplets in midair, each one striking the skull.
The skull, which had originally been frozen stiff by the frigid power of the Snow-Separation Thousand-Moon Formation, greedily sucked in the essence blood spat out by the Life-Reaping Infant Monk.
Wails like the cries of infants once again filled their ears, disturbing the mind.
"What exactly is this kid's background?" The Life-Reaping Infant Monk could clearly see that Lu Xiaotian's cultivation realm was lower than his own, yet he was completely unaffected. He had refined this string of