Gui Xing came before Gui Shu and said, "Isn't it time to attack with everything we have?"
Gui Shu shook his head. "Not yet. Look—the Golden Light Immortal-Extinguishing Formation keeps contracting. Every time it contracts, its defenses grow stronger. Besides, no matter how poorly Sea Heaven Sect fares, it is still a sect with a long heritage. There's no way we can breach it this easily."
Gui Xing thought again of Daoist Yuanyuan's swordsmanship and could not help shuddering inwardly. Daoist Yuanyuan's strength might not surpass his by much, perhaps even falling slightly short of his own, but the man had grasped the true essence of swordsmanship. In their earlier clash, that unstoppable, forward-driving momentum had left an indelible mark on Gui Xing's heart.
He firmly believed that even against a mid-Origin Core Stage cultivator, though he might be unable to win, he could still escape with his life. But if Daoist Yuanyuan were determined to kill him, he would absolutely have no chance of escape. At best, they could only perish together.
If Sea Heaven Island fell, Daoist Yuanyuan would surely fight desperately. As the leader of the Demon Race here, Gui Xing would undoubtedly be the target Daoist Yuanyuan most wished to kill. At that thought, Gui Xing suppressed his urge to charge into Sea Heaven Island and remained standing in the air. Seeing him from afar, the demons assumed that Gui Xing, mindful of his status, was waiting for Daoist Yuanyuan.
The demons had originally been somewhat worried that they might anger Daoist Yuanyuan and provoke him into rushing out to slaughter them. But when they saw Gui Xing in the air, their hearts settled completely, and they resumed their attacks with all their strength.
The Golden Light Immortal-Extinguishing Formation continued to contract, but its counterattacks also