Spirit Summoning Demon and Great Dao Whip

The Blood Moon Demon God suddenly sensed that something was wrong. The one he had killed was only a clone—the real Ling Xiao had escaped!

The smile on his face froze, instantly turning hideous, greenish-blue as though he had eaten shit.

At that moment, the Blood Moon Demon God felt utterly sickened.

He had believed Ling Xiao's bullshit. Just moments ago, that bastard had been righteous and awe-inspiring before him, declaring that they would fight to the death, perish together, and battle until the very last moment.

He had looked incomparably earnest, wearing the fearless air of someone who regarded death as home and swore to defend his dignity to the end.

That had made the Blood Moon Demon God lower his guard, thinking this hotheaded brat intended to fight him head-on to the bitter end.

Who would have thought that the moment they exchanged blows, before they had even warmed up, the other party would flee using the Golden Cicada shedding its shell?

The sheer contrast nearly made the Blood Moon Demon God vomit.

"Bastard! I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

The Blood Moon Demon God let out an earth-shaking roar, immediately transforming into a streak of black smoke and shooting after Ling Xiao, following his aura.

Originally, he had only wanted to beat Ling Xiao half to death and vent his anger. But now, he was truly overcome with killing intent.

No one could stop him, and he would give face to no one. Even if it drew the Realm Lord's suspicion and attention, he would still slap Ling Xiao to death and vent the hatred in his heart.

A pursuit battle of schemes and wits began.

Although Ling Xiao had temporarily escaped with the Golden Cicada shedding its shell, the Blood Moon Demon God was