And as Su Shi'er's voice rang out, Xuan Shi, whose face had been full of wariness, suddenly lit up. The look he gave Zhu Jiuyin before him turned decidedly hostile.
"Very well, Zhu Jiuyin! You killed this Marquis's subordinate and destroyed this Marquis's demon treasure."
"Today, this Marquis would like to see just how much ability a wisp of a remnant soul like yours still has!"
Xuan Shi shouted in fury.
As he spoke, he raised a hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
In his palm, an ancient-looking demon talisman quietly appeared.
On the surface of the demon talisman, the blurry shadow of a peng spread its wings as if about to take flight.
The next moment.
The Demonic Essence around Xuan Shi surged again, and the Moon-Devouring Demon Wheel, carrying heaven-surging Demonic Qi, charged once more toward Zhu Jiuyin.
"Oh?"
Zhu Jiuyin did not move.
He merely raised his eyes and looked at the Moon-Devouring Demon Wheel coming straight at him.
Deep within his dark-red vertical pupils, rings of dim and bright radiance circulated.
When the demon wheel flew within thirty feet of him, it seemed to be fixed in midair, its speed becoming incomparably slow.
Immediately after, Zhu Jiuyin raised a hand, bent a finger, and flicked lightly.
Clang!
Amid the clear ringing sound, the Moon-Devouring Demon Wheel flew back upside down.
Xuan Shi overlapped his palms and forcibly caught the demon wheel.
Under the impact of that enormous force, his figure retreated several dozen zhang in succession before he barely managed to steady himself. Heat rose in his throat, and an even brighter smear of fresh blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Very well, Zhu Jiuyin. Merely a wisp of a remnant soul, yet you possess such ability."
As his