Xiao Hua flew into the air and, without the slightest hesitation, thrust the demon spearhead into the roiling blood sphere. The blood sphere seemed to fear the demon spearhead in Xiao Hua's hand and had long been churning violently within the ring, emitting piercing shrieks. Unfortunately, none of that stopped the spearhead from piercing it! The moment the spearhead entered, the blood sphere immediately ceased churning, then visibly shrank at a rapid pace. In but a moment, it vanished entirely!
"Was it this effective?" Xiao Hua frowned slightly, seemingly unable to understand. Could this demon spearhead be even more useful against demonic beings than against cultivators? At that moment, a trace of scorching heat came from the spearhead he was gripping tightly, which had always been icy cold!
"What is going on?" Xiao Hua was stunned. Just then, Li Zongbao behind him clapped his hands and laughed. "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Xiao, on personally slaying a demonic being and ridding the cultivators of our Xiaoyu Continent of a scourge!" As he spoke, he pointed with a hand, and the ring spun as it shrank back to its original form before flying into Li Zongbao's hand!
"I would not dare. It was all Senior Li's achievement; this junior would not dare claim credit!" Xiao Hua hurriedly bowed in alarm.
"Not at all. If not for this... demonic artifact in Fellow Daoist Xiao's hand, I fear I would have had the heart to slay the thief but lacked the strength to turn the tide!" Li Zongbao said with a smile as he put away the ring in his storage pouch. Looking at the demon spearhead in Xiao Hua's hand, he asked, "Could you let me have a look?"
"Of course. Senior Li's discerning eyes are like torches; what this junior holds is indeed