But clearly, Zhao Muchen wasn't going to let him have his way.
"Rushing Thunder and Lightning Hand!"
Lightning flashed, dispelling the black Demonic Energy swirling around him.
A shrill screech rang out from within the Demonic Energy, then abruptly vanished, evidently suppressed for the moment.
Though he had temporarily suppressed his opponent, Zhao Muchen's already pale face grew even paler.
"Old Ghost Zhao, stop struggling! To perish beneath my Extinction Demon Skill is an honor!"
Yin Jiu You's soft, feminine voice rang out from within the black Demonic Energy.
Zhao Muchen ignored the taunt. Lightning flickered around him as the Rushing Thunder and Lightning Hand gathered in his palm once more, aimed straight at where Yin Jiu You's head was. He seemed intent on finishing off his opponent before the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy within him ran dry.
But Yin Jiu You saw through his desperate resolve at once.
"Old Ghost Zhao, don't delude yourself! At your peak, I might not have had any way to deal with you. But now? If I let you live, how could I ever show my face in this world again?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black Demonic Energy surged wildly, rolling like storm-tossed waves across the sea and sweeping through the entire forest.
A dying camel was still bigger than a horse. Yin Jiu You knew it would be difficult to defeat Zhao Muchen quickly, so he resorted to psychological warfare, intent on crushing Zhao Muchen's spirit completely.
As the black Demonic Energy surged and swept around him, Zhao Muchen's attack, poised and ready to strike, faltered. He forcibly slowed his movement and was driven to take a defensive stance.
In an instant, the black Demonic Energy engulfed him.
A moment later, shrill, piercing screeches rang in his ears, like