Beating a Dog That Has Fallen Into the Water

The moment the Giant Shark Demon made his move, Gao Xian knew this fellow was truly formidable. Even with the Taiji Mystic Light Formless Divine Robe and the Five Elements Wuji Sword, killing it would be exceedingly difficult.

After all, there was still a considerable gap in their cultivation. Moreover, this demon's body was innately powerful, no weaker than Gao Xian's perfected Grandmaster-level Five Qi Wheel.

The Demon Race simply possessed an excellent foundation. No matter how exquisite his Five Qi Wheel was, he could not compare with them on the level of physical strength. Still, this demon was far inferior to the Iron-Horn Elephant King.

Yet the Giant Shark Demon's fist technique was vastly superior to the Iron-Horn Elephant King's. Its spiritual awareness was agile and endlessly variable. If not for its appearance, Gao Xian would have taken it for a top-tier human Spirit Transformation expert.

Gao Xian silently assessed the other party's true capabilities and decided this was a hard bone to chew. Unless necessary, he had better not cross paths with it.

Night Demon Island's environment was complicated, and powerful experts abounded. If he and the Giant Shark Demon fought to the death, there was no telling who might profit from their clash in the end.

The Giant Shark Demon's ferocity gave the gathered cultivators in the sky a tremendous fright. A great many of them scattered and fled, and in the blink of an eye, more than ninety percent of those in the sky were gone.

The several dozen cultivators remaining each occupied their own corner of the sky, and none paid any attention to the Giant Shark Demon. Yet every one of them had unleashed their aura, revealing the formidable might of their Primordial Spirits.

Several dozen Spirit Transformation experts circulated their mana at once,