The Green-backed Demon Lord looked at the Demon Child wrapped in a shield of demonic qi, then swept his gaze over Yang Yuanhong, revealing a trace of surprise.
To force this Demon Child to use his life-preserving means meant that this young human cultivator's spells possessed enough power to threaten a True Person's life.
"Where did such a formidable little dragon whelp come from? Could it be that another dragon child blessed by fate has been born in Penglai Palace?"
The Green-backed True Monarch did not yet know of Yang Yuanhong's achievements on the front lines. Had he known that Yang Yuanhong had personally slain two Demonic Dao True Persons, he likely would not have been so astonished.
Looking again at the Demon Child trapped between the two of them, one before and one behind, his face beneath the demonic qi shield was already filled with gravity.
Against the Green-backed True Monarch alone, he had already needed to bring every trick in his arsenal into play.
Now, he had encountered this little Black Dragon cultivator who had appeared from nowhere and could blast through his demonic qi defense with a single punch. There was even less chance of resisting.
"Then I'll risk it all!"
Knowing escape was hopeless, the Demon Child hardened his heart and gritted his teeth. While the demonic qi shield still held, he began forcibly refining the Darkwater Floating Root within his body.
Seeing this, a vicious gleam flashed through the Green-backed True Monarch's eyes. He sent Yang Yuanhong a Thought Transmission. "Kid, join forces and smash that turtle shell of his!"
Swoosh, swoosh—
One green and one black figure shot out almost simultaneously. Countless fist shadows began raining down upon the demonic qi shield like plunging meteors.
Both the Green-backed True Monarch and Yang Yuanhong controlled