Chen Shuangbai never underestimated any Nascent Soul Late Stage.
Or rather, any cultivator who can reach the Nascent Soul Late Stage, whether human or demon, is among the most elite beings in their respective races.
Such a person is definitely not ordinary.
Yuandu stood embraced by the two ghosts, reaching out to grasp the [ Soul-Seizing, Spirit-Invading, Primordial-Storing Urn ], his voice low and hoarse. " Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, Chen Shuangbai, very good... outsiders have underestimated you."
Because of her injury, [ Dew-Drinking Radiance ] was touched.
His injuries were no longer a major concern, but his aura suddenly surged again. The deep crimson light gradually transformed into a pitch-black sky, within which the crimson comet became even clearer.
This is what truly terrified Yuandu.
The Purple Sun Heavenly Fire continuously compressed the Mandala Great Barrier, leaving Yuandu with very little space to maneuver. Moreover, after those two sword strikes, he was now covered in a frost -Shuangbai Sword Intent, and there were also three sword marks that had drawn the Azure Cloud Sword Lord, plus the fact that he had been annihilated here several times in a row...
The aura that the Devil Lord had painstakingly built up had been largely destroyed, and even his restored Law Power was now almost gone. He was already thinking about how to retreat.
Suddenly, a deep darkness appeared in his sleeve, slowly engulfing him like black water. Within the Netherworld Ten Thousand Ghost Mandala Great Barrier, which was compressed to only a few dozen feet beneath him, countless Yin ghosts surged wildly in all directions like a tidal wave from the layers of flower stamens.
Haoming Boy's voice carried a hint of urgency as he said, "My lord... his Divine Ability is truly bizarre. Even with my main body sealing off both the inside and outside, I still couldn't stop him."
Chen Shuangbai remained expressionless and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you flee, senior?"
The Old Devil stood in the deep darkness, his aura gradually becoming erratic again, the intertwined demonic patterns in his eyes flashing with dark purple light, and his tone also becoming erratic.
" Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal's skills are superb, and Yuandu is injured this time, so it is not convenient for him to stay any longer."
"Once I've fully recovered, I will definitely pay you a visit!"
After fighting for so long, the Old Devil had realized that he had lost all his advantages and was also injured... If he stayed any longer, he might really lose hundreds of years of cultivation.
For demonic giants like him and Hentian, face and dignity were the least valuable things.
The deep darkness spread through the void like ink, gradually engulfing the figure of Devil Lord Yuandu.
His aura became increasingly elusive and elusive, as if it were being detached from this world and disappearing into some unknown crevice.
Although he only obtained some Divine Ability by refining a part of the Night Devil Beast's body, the strange and mysterious beast's Divine Ability still benefited the Old Devil immensely.
Putting everything else aside, this Divine Ability to escape into the void alone is already considered a top-tier escape skill.
The two of them gazed at each other from a distance.
Chen Shuangbai watched this scene quietly, which made Yuandu, who had originally intended to see him lose his composure, gradually feel a little strange.
Suddenly.
The Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal spoke again, his voice calm and clear, piercing through the layers of howling ghosts and reaching Yuandu's ears.
"It's a bit of a pity that you're leaving at this time, senior."
Yuandu's aura was almost dissipating, and the Netherworld Myriad Ages Mandala Great Barrier beneath him seemed to erupt violently at that moment, bursting forth with overlapping demonic light, shaking the void and buying him time to retreat.
"You don't need to provoke me. Once I've fully recovered, refined the Night Devil Beast Beast's shell, and obtained its complete Divine Ability... then we'll meet again."
His voice was eerie and cold, with a hint of mockery, as if he were sarcastically criticizing Chen Shuangbai's incompetence.
"I didn't provoke you, I just felt..." But Chen Shuangbai shook his head, the two crimson crescent moons in his eyes slowly rotating, his tone low and filled with murderous intent.
Just as Devil Lord Yuandu was about to speak again with sarcasm, his expression suddenly changed.
In the place on his chest that had been covered by deep darkness, a point of extreme golden-white light burst forth in an instant. It was a trace of Sword Intent that Chen Shuangbai had just left on the Old Devil's body.
He thought he could simply refine it slowly after retreating, but to his surprise, Chen Shuangbai was able to drive this wisp of Sword Intent, which in turn aroused the three sword marks, causing the power contained within them to erupt in an instant.
Just this instant!
This caused Yuandu's gradually fading figure to pause, and for a moment, it fell back into the void.
This slight delay is enough.
A crimson comet descended from the sky with unparalleled power, carrying a violent and malevolent aura capable of shaking the heavens and earth. Taking advantage of the moment before his Divine Ability could react, it had already fallen into his chest.
Pfft!
This crisp sound was no longer an empty echo falling into the darkness, but a real sound of something piercing flesh and blood.
Amidst Yuandu's astonished and regretful gaze, the sword immortal's feathered robes, which had approached him, shimmered with the lingering Great Yin Illusory Radiance the moon.
He completely disregarded the dark purple demonic light that had spread to his body and was corroding his flesh. His eyes flashed with crimson crescent moons, and then a comet shone, and crimson sword light pierced through his body, destroying the barrier beneath him that was gradually disintegrating.
"Why not leave something behind, so that when the time comes, we can be sure that our senior will come looking for Xuhong again... and have another spar!"
A wisp of mysterious light flowed out from Yuandu's forced manifested Dharma body, landing in the Purple Sun Heavenly Fire, instantly spreading a dark color that even the heavenly fire could not extinguish.
The ink-black darkness surged forth, leaving only a muffled groan from Yuandu before vanishing without a trace.
Chen Shuangbai slowly sheathed his sword, and the fierce crimson light gradually subsided, transforming back into the handsome Jade Spring Dao Child.
He looked at the spot where Devil Lord Yuandu had vanished and sighed slightly, "He was indeed troublesome."
Yuandu and Hentian.
One is the Supreme Elder of the Parting Hate Gate Sect, and the other is the current leader of the Transformation Sect.
It can be said that among all the demonic cultivators in the land, these two are the ones Chen Shuangbai would least dare to underestimate.
"If I were to cultivate for another hundred years or so, reaching the Nascent Soul Middle Stage Peak, or even cultivate a second Sword Intent, I could easily capture him... but that's not possible now!"
Azure Cloud Sword Lord was also able to keep Yuandu, but compared to the threat posed by Yuandu, he, as the leader of the Sword Alliance, was more concerned about the overall situation within the country.
He would rather devote all his efforts to dealing with the Nether Sparrow Demon Lord than Yuandu.
"My lord!"
Haoming Boy appeared before Chen Shuangbai in a purple light, with a mass of dark flesh and blood enveloped in purple light beside him.
However, this flesh and blood did not resemble that of ordinary Demon Beast. Instead, it was formed from dense darkness, and no blood flowed from the wound. Instead, it gradually merged into a ball, beating like a heart.
When Divine Sense lands on it, all one can feel is emptiness; even Law Power cannot reach it.