Heaven
"Immortal Master Xie?"
Yu Ci raised his head to look at the sky. He had seen the descending clouds and surging thunderfire high above once before. That had been when they cleared out the fiends near Zhixin Temple. The highly compressed, accumulated torrent of thunderfire had instantly shaken and thundered through the atmosphere for more than ten miles around. Once seen, such a sight was hard to forget.
Then he saw Yu Zhou again. The white-haired old Daoist stood behind Crimson Yin, only a few feet away. The long sword in his hand remained sheathed, yet Crimson Yin's posture was extremely stiff, leaving her looking wholly passive. At that moment, the cry of "Moon Demon" also carried over from that side.
Moon Demon? That was probably the name of this fiend. Its origins were strange. When it first attacked, it had seemed to intend to capture him alive.
But after Xie Yan came to his rescue, it immediately struck to kill, without the slightest hesitation. If it could not capture him, it would kill him. Its purpose was clear and its decisions swift; this was nothing like the crude, direct methods of ordinary fiends.
When had he made such an enemy?
Thunder boomed in the sky, immediately followed by Moon Demon's shrill, ear-piercing howl. Even the thunder could not suppress that sound. The sonic waves spread outward as Moon Demon's nine-foot-tall body sprang far away.
Under the lightning's illumination, glittering fragments flew wildly around it, as though a ring of glazed shards had been scattered. Yet it had not suffered the charred, grievous wounds Yu Ci had expected. Though arcs of electricity crawled over its body, its protective demonic aura forced them away, leaving no obvious injury.
Yu Ci narrowed his eyes. "That was... ice?"
Moon Demon's response had