"Heh!" Xiao Yu sneered. He had no intention of responding to the Ancient Demon's bewilderment. Instead, his hands rapidly formed another incantation.
A humming rose all around them. The golden light screen flashed, and a restraining force descended upon the Ancient Demon without warning. Xiao Yu had activated the Sword Formation's binding function again.
As soon as the Ancient Demon broke free of the Golden Whorl Light, he mobilized the demonic essence within his body. Black light flickered around his head, and his flesh writhed as he tried to heal his head wound.
But a crack of thunder sounded at the wound, followed by a flash of golden light. The newly grown flesh burst apart with a wet pop. The lingering Evil-Warding Divine Thunder was still at work, preventing his flesh from regenerating!
Sensing the abnormality in his head, the Ancient Demon's expression turned utterly grim. Before he could do anything, however, an immense force suddenly pressed down upon him.
"Roar! Die!" the Ancient Demon bellowed, gripping his long staff with both hands and sweeping it fiercely upward.
A muffled, formless hum sounded, and the pressure weighing on him abruptly vanished. Immediately afterward, he swung the staff around and thrust it behind him.
Layer upon layer of staff shadows carried a crushing force as the tip struck a golden figure that had appeared in precisely that spot with a bang.
"Ugh!" Xiao Yu had not expected the Ancient Demon's prediction to be so accurate. He had only just teleported there when the staff struck him. The tremendous force sent him flying backward, and the left arm he had raised to block the staff gave a sharp crack. The bone had broken!
After striking Xiao Yu, the Ancient Demon blazed with black light, and his demonic body swelled a full size