Luo Feng turned toward the attacks of the two newcomers, his expression tightening. "So you're finally attacking together."
"Come on. I hope you can push me to the brink." Madness burned brighter in Luo Feng's eyes.
Without madness, one could never become a demon.
Without pressure pushed to the limit, he could never draw out his full potential.
Luo Feng had thought it through. If he could not defeat these opponents, how could he fight He Tianxun, who also controlled a Hunyuan Spirit Treasure?
He had to endure this battle.
Two terrifying attacks came at him. Luo Feng's body blurred and transformed into a strand of Blade Intent Power. Following the Blade Intent around him, he easily evaded both attacks.
But Qiansi Luoshan had learned of this ability back in Flowing World-Time. He Tianxun and the others naturally knew about it too.
That unusual strand of Blade Intent Power was marked at once.
The power of their domains bore down on it with full force.
Mo Piao's twin hammers, Eigusang's wooden staff, Celine's claws, the Prison Stone Demon Ancestor's divine staff, Yemo's hoe, and a sweep of Chigu River's tail all struck at that strand of Blade Intent Power. Luo Feng had no choice but to return to his physical form.
With six of them surrounding him, Luo Feng's disadvantage became immediately apparent.
It was more than a disadvantage. He was in grave danger.
The slightest mistake could set off a chain of errors, and in a trap like this, those errors would be fatal. Luo Feng felt the pressure on him rise exponentially.
"Everyone, hit him with Soul Attacks together. He's only a Fifth-Origin Supreme. He shouldn't be able to withstand them." Yemo's voice sounded in the minds of the other five.
"Fine. We'll attack his soul together," the