Xu the Monster must have relied on some secret art to conceal his strength earlier, deceiving Qing Chen and the others.
Thus, on Ningxuan Island, Qing Chen had failed to discern the true depth of his cultivation.
Now, however, as he drove his magical power to its fullest, that secret art finally revealed a flaw.
No matter how Xu the Monster circulated his power to conceal it, he could not escape Qing Chen's keen spiritual sense, tempered by the Demon Seed Golden Lotus-his true cultivation had actually reached the late Qi Refining stage!
While thoughts raced through Qing Chen's mind, danger still lurked on every side of the battlefield, with life and death separated by mere instants.
"Awooo-!"
The Netherworld Demon Spider took the demon general's saber strike head-on. After drawing its fill of the seven people's blood essence and magical power, it suddenly let out a roar!
Its four remaining long legs plunged into the ground, and blackish-purple netherworld energy condensed into countless pitch-black arrows that shot toward Demon General Pojun with a swish.
It had not used this attack to defend itself just now; it sought only to wound its enemy! Moreover, it struck precisely in the opening after the demon general's saber slash.
It meant to take its enemy down with it!
Hiss, hiss, hiss-
The arrows of energy pierced the demon general's white bones with dull thuds.
They struck the White Bone Demon General's limbs, chest, and skull with unerring accuracy, instantly covering its hard bones in cracks;
Three holes were punched through its breastbone, while a long fissure split the bone of its left arm;
The cruelest blow was the arrow aimed at its skull: a bony horn atop its head snapped off at the impact.
So grievously wounded, Demon General Pojun staggered backward uncontrollably,