Little Qing Tests Her Blade, Reaping a Rich Harvest! Spell Arts in Disguise, Demonic Arts Remade!

The black-scaled female cultivator on the battlefield underwent an even greater change of expression.

She had seen Sacred Feather trapped by the sword light, seemingly caught in some sort of snare.

She had intended to rescue him, but before she could reach him, Sacred Feather charged out with utter decisiveness.

It was absolutely the right choice for escaping the trap. He could not wait until his opponent finished all his preparations, or it would likely be too late!

Yet that pillar of light spanning heaven and earth swept across and tore Sacred Feather in half, sending a chill through her.

Although avian demon cultivators did not boast the strongest defenses, he was still a fourth-tier demon cultivator. Tough hide and thick flesh were merely the basics, yet he had been torn apart so easily-

I must escape!

As that thought burst into her mind, her enormous python body twisted, whipping up wind and clouds as she prepared to shoot into the distance.

The next instant, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh- five golden wheels blocked the black python's escape route. Her expression visibly darkened, turning exceedingly ugly.

"Heh, where are you going, fellow Daoist?"

A golden silhouette appeared and strode forward, likewise barring her path.

It was True Lord Buhai, who had concealed himself and changed positions earlier. He appeared once more, looking at the black-scaled female cultivator with a genial smile, seemingly gentle

and asking with "concern."

Earlier, he had fought two opponents alone, hampered at every turn. Now the situation had reversed: two against one, with his companion True Lord Ten Thousand Longevity growing ever more terrifying. The advantage was firmly theirs!

Moreover, his trading association had previously suffered a vicious scheme by the demon race, leaving its upper ranks severely depleted and endless troubles in its wake!

Now that