Above the sea of clouds, ten thousand miles from Ghostly Soul Demon Cave.
The Six-Dao Dragon Body and several demonic shadows crisscrossed without pause, stirring the winds and clouds across the heavens as spiritual essence shot in every direction.
"Hahaha, White Dragon girl, stop clinging to this old man. Be careful—when the young master gets here, he'll capture you and make you his bandit chief's wife~"
As the demonic shadows flickered, an old face as withered as dead wood appeared.
This old demon cultivator threw back his head and laughed. Though few teeth remained in his mouth, his speech was perfectly clear. "Yo, yo! Are you angry now? What ruthless strikes! Don't rush, don't rush. Keep fighting like this—it's for the best. Once the young master arrives, I'll have rendered a great service!"
Long Zhu, clad in a snow-white dress, wore an icy expression. She did not rise to the old demon's taunts, merely increasing the force of both her true body's and incarnation's attacks.
In truth, judging by their own strength, he was no match for her.
However, they were currently within the Vast Sea Demonic Land, where demon cultivators enjoyed an advantage in battle. Moreover, he possessed a blood-red cloak spirit treasure, one extraordinarily formidable in both defense and escape.
Added to that was the unpredictable and ever-changing nature of his blood-art incarnations, and for the moment, she could do nothing to him.
At that moment, Long Zhu turned her face toward the other side.
In the sky there, Xiao Huai and his two incarnations were being besieged by ten identical-looking demon cultivators.
These ten demon cultivators were actually five original bodies and their respective Spiritual Incarnations.
The five came from Ten Thousand Corpses Demon Cave. They were five brothers born from the same womb, and not only