He gripped the demonic spear with both hands, drove it hard into the ground, and refused to let go, no matter how fiercely it shook.
Soon, Xu Taiping felt the Ghost-Sealing Talisman on his left hand seemingly awaken. Like a fierce beast that had starved for ages, it began ravenously devouring the demonic qi on the spear.
In the end, a demonic shadow shaped like a distorted human face even appeared on the spear. He seemed to be threatening Xu Taiping, roaring and bellowing at him incessantly.
But after only a few bellows, he was swallowed by the Ghost-Sealing Talisman on Xu Taiping's hand.
With the disappearance of that demonic shadow, the slaughtering aura on the demonic spear vanished completely, leaving it an utterly ordinary spear.
Seeing this, the blood-covered Xu Taiping breathed a sigh of relief.
But his brows knitted again almost immediately, for he felt the Ghost-Sealing Talisman begin rapidly devouring his blood qi once more.
Devour it, then. Even dying from losing all my qi and blood would be better than being killed by a demon cultivator.
As he thought this, he swallowed a packet of Eight-Treasure Powder and a Qi-Guarding Pill, curbing the loss of his blood qi.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!..."
Just then, the ground of the courtyard began shaking violently again.
Looking up, he saw another pair of arms suddenly sprout from the blond demon cultivator's back. All four arms began raining punches down on the Golden Qilin Formation's barrier.
Xu Taiping knitted his brows and turned to glance at a formation flag planted in the courtyard. He found that the spiritual power around it was growing increasingly thin, seemingly unable to sustain itself.
If he keeps hammering away like this, the Golden Qilin Formation will probably be broken before it can fully activate.