Mu Bai's figure flickered, and he abruptly used Spatial Shift to leave. Qing Mao was also a Dao Zun and could naturally tear open the void, but his expression changed sharply as he waved his hand. The Spirit Demon had locked down this stretch of void with tremendous force, and Qing Mao's strength could not open it at all.
"Then I'll fight you to the death!"
Qing Mao had been bottling up a chestful of fury these past days. Seeing the Spirit Demon bearing down on him while Mu Bai paid him no heed, his temper flared at once. He held his Soul Sword crosswise to block, only for a crack to ring out as the Top-Tier Soul Sword snapped in two.
But Qing Mao had considerable combat experience. Even as he raised his sword to block, he thrust out his left palm, forcibly using his five fingers to execute the Spirit Taming Sect's inherited sword art, the "Green Duckweed Sword Art." Five Red Lotus Killing Formations instantly shot toward the Spirit Demon's enormous Demon Body, exploding against its abdomen with thunderous booms.
Seeing Qing Mao unleash this move, Mu Bai felt genuine admiration. He had not expected Qing Mao's understanding of the "Green Duckweed Sword Art" to run so deep that he could turn his palm and fingers into swords to execute it.
Even so, he still could not shake the Spirit Demon. After all, every Spirit Demon possessed combat strength comparable to a Yuan Zun of the Human Race. How could Qing Mao shake one so easily?
The attacking Spirit Demon felt pain as the five Red Lotus Sword Formations exploded against its abdomen. With a roar, it abruptly shrank, and the broad sword of demonic qi in its hand flashed toward Qing Mao's throat.
It was La