The snow fell harder and harder, and the battle between Ning Ke and Lou Yunxiao grew increasingly fierce.
Both men possessed domains.
Although Lou Yunxiao was only at the peak of the Mahayana Stage, he had refined a considerable amount of chaotic power over the past year or so. And because he possessed both spiritual energy and demonic aura, his total capacity was twice that of an ordinary Mahayana Stage cultivator.
Challenging opponents above his level was now routine.
Ning Ke's advantages were equally obvious.
Ten thousand years of combat experience, a terrifying physique, and an extraordinary natural command over time.
Without his chaotic power and Divine Godhead bolstering him, Lou Yunxiao would have suffered a crushing defeat at his current level.
But he had always been tenacious, and now he had an absolute reason why he had to keep Ning Ke at the Sword Sect.
He only fought harder, continually learning and improving.
He left quite a few wounds on Ning Ke as well.
"Tsk." Abbot Wujue watched anxiously.
He told Hong Yao and Wei Qinghai, "Once Lou Yunxiao has worn down most of the Demon Venerable's strength, we'll attack together! We must take him down!"
He had expected the other two to agree.
Instead, he found Hong Yao and Wei Qinghai staring at the two combatants, their eyes filled with thought.
"I'm not going." Hong Yao had already calmed down.
Ning Ke had suggested moving to this clearing to fight, and he had used no underhanded tricks during his battle with Lou Yunxiao.
Somehow, her heart had begun to lean toward Ning Ke.
Would a demon care about humans?
Would a demon listen to reason?
Would a demon fight fair and square?
In her experience, demons always lurked in the shadows, ambushing, disguising themselves, and preying on ordinary