Wang Xian scrambled with both hands and feet, dodging left and right. At the very last instant, he barely evaded the demonic energy surging toward him.
They hadn't even exchanged blows, yet he was already in dire straits. Several times, he'd nearly been engulfed and devoured by the demonic energy.
For some reason, the demon atop the mountain peak showed no immediate intention of attacking the boy flying toward him.
Likewise, trapped between a rock and a hard place, Wang Xian had no other choice.
Behind him was the enraged female demon, intent on taking his life.
Ahead was the unknown, where demons could burst out at any moment.
Rather than immediately fight for his life against the demon behind him, he'd rather face the unknown danger ahead.
At worst, he could still wake Wuyue and have her save him.
In the blink of an eye.
A low growl suddenly sounded from the black mist ahead. Wind and clouds roared as a blood-red palm appeared out of thin air and slammed toward Wang Xian.
The female demon behind him let out a piercing shriek.
The countless streams of demonic energy were forcing Wang Xian onto the back foot, and it seemed he had nowhere left to retreat.
Even if she didn't tear him apart, that blood-red palm was about to smash into his head.
In a flash, in an instant.
Suddenly, Wang Xian, caught in the wind, accelerated sharply and actually slipped through the palm striking toward him.
The blood-red, murderous palm had been meant to smash into Wang Xian's head.
With just a little force, it could have sent him flying, whereupon the countless streams of demonic energy would instantly devour him.
But for some reason, the boy had passed through the dense demonic energy and disappeared from the