The Blood Demon resisted the poison fire while revealing a strange smile. He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something more, but unfortunately, the poison fire was now too powerful for him to speak.
Huo Hai knew the Blood Demon had nothing pleasant to say anyway. "Hmph, keep those disgusting words to yourself. Don't think I can't kill you just because you're covered in poison fire. Never underestimate an Insect Spirit Master's methods." Huo Hai spoke calmly as poison fire continued spreading over the Blood Demon's entire body.
With poison fire covering him and blood qi erupting from time to time, anyone who dared attack would run a real risk of injury. These constantly surging forces formed a layer of defense every bit as strong as the Blood Demon's own defensive shield.
Judging by his appearance, the Blood Demon seemed capable of maintaining this stalemate with the poison fire for a long time. Huo Hai even suspected that his method of repelling the poison fire was a secret technique in its own right. He had never heard of anyone bitten by Little Gold using such a powerful defensive method to expel the poison. Still, strong as this defense was, it was not without flaws.
Whenever the blood qi and poison fire consumed one another, tiny gaps would appear. These gaps were extremely small, appearing and vanishing with startling suddenness and speed. Ordinary attacks probably had no way of harming the Blood Demon.
A large, brilliantly colored butterfly immediately appeared before Huo Hai. This was not Little Butterfly, but Little Moth. As a Death God Moth that had reached the spirit emperor realm, Little Moth's Drowsiness Dust had almost completely melded into the wind.
At Huo Hai's command, Little Moth beat its wings and sent its Sleep Wind blowing out.