I wonder how much demon power this big fellow has left now.
Li Xia thought, serious yet expectant.
Wearing two Sacred Tree Masks, he carried Tessaiga over to the hideous human face atop Ryūkotsusei's head.
The next moment, golden blade energy enveloped the fang blade as he brought it down hard.
He wanted to test whether this face was actually the original face of this flood dragon's body.
Ryūkotsusei's entire body was covered in skin harder than steel.
This face alone looked like the weakest spot.
Yet when the strike landed, Tessaiga's blade shuddered and was actually bounced away.
"Hmm... this face is so tough!
"With hardness like this, it doesn't seem like something attached later!"
If it had been attached later, this face should not have been so hard.
That meant his plan to "replace the face and take over" would not work.
"No wonder no great demon has tried to claim Ryūkotsusei's body in over two hundred years. It probably wasn't that they didn't want to, but that they lacked the ability!" Even Tessaiga could not cut through it. Could the fangs and claws of those great demons who were not among the very strongest possibly be sharper than Tessaiga?
Li Xia's thoughts raced as he considered this.
And Ryūkotsusei's soul was undoubtedly extremely powerful. Even in its current, severely weakened state, it was far beyond anything the Great Katsura Tree Mask could contend with.
Realizing this, he could only resort to his backup plan.
He took out the divine artifact, the [Rain-Calling Spear].
A defense the demon sword could not penetrate might not withstand a divine artifact that countered all demonic beings.
He thrust the spear:
"Pfft..."
Yet even when the Rain-Calling Spear struck the hideous human face on Ryūkotsusei's forehead with full force, it only sank