Acting temporarily as the coachman, Xuan Huang received the order and drove the white tiger to turn around.
Yu Ci glanced back up at Huayang Cave once more, and Madame Yellow Springs said in a soft voice, "When the Heavenly Lord comes again next time, he will surely stand upon the mountain peak and look down upon all living beings."
Yu Ci smiled slightly. "If you survive this journey, I will also grant you a future."
"Thank you then, Heavenly Lord."
"Thank you when the time comes, and only if you truly mean it!"
After tossing out those words, he called out to Xuan Huang. Over there, an "Understood" sounded out as the pure sword intent merged with the white tiger's baleful intent. Amidst a roar containing the clang of metal, the chariot swept through the air like a flying machine, unleashing a wild sprint as it crashed straight toward the cloud walls closing in from all directions.
Over the past two months, although Yu Ci had made a huge splash, he had become even clearer on his own strengths and weaknesses when battling heavenly demons.
His strength was that he possessed orthodox Xuanmen demon-annihilating divine abilities, making the slaughter of demons a breeze; he also had the Xuan Huang Killing Sword protecting his side, so even if the End Law Lord arrived in person, there was nothing he could do to him for a time.
His weakness was that the avatar could not sustain a protracted battle, and having successfully molded its spirit not long ago, Xuan Huang's resistance to demonic corruption was still somewhat lacking.
Therefore, following a succession of intense battles, Yu Ci had abandoned his weaknesses and leveraged his strengths, forming a set rule:
Whenever he encountered a demon tide, he was bound to charge left