Published: March 2, 2025
Inside the grand formation made of Ice Soul, Tang Haofei's right hand was still inserted into the chest of the spirit of the demon lord. However, in just a few milliseconds, the situation had already turned upside down.
“So you see, from the very beginning, I never intended to fight you. Combat is merely a means, not the goal. Remember my words, it will be beneficial for you...”
The spirit of the demon lord spoke with the demeanor of a victor, “teaching” Tang Haofei a lesson, and indeed, the spirit was the winner.
“Of course, if you still have a future.”
After saying that, the spirit of the demon lord gently retreated two steps, voluntarily withdrawing its body from Tang Haofei's grip.
Tang Haofei, however, simply stared at the spirit with a fixed gaze, his eyes filled with shame and anger.
Clearly, this was a gap in battle experience...
Even when engaging in a frontal battle, the spirit of the demon lord would resort to some tricks, while Tang Haofei looked down upon such tactics.
But Wen Yu had also scolded Tang Haofei as a brash fool...
In battle, what matters is not the style, nor the process, but the result. And in this match, the spirit of the demon lord won decisively, while the loser would have to pay a sufficient price...
The flesh that had just been scraped off Tang Haofei's body by Ice Soul had already regrown. However, along with the regrowth of flesh, more than ten longer ice needles that had gushed from the spirit’s body were also wrapped in flesh, deeply embedded within Tang Haofei's body. At that moment, Tang Haofei felt utterly powerless, even his mind began to grow hazy.
“From today onward, you will obediently stay here. Once I occupy your world, I'll send you into space for an endless interstellar journey!”
“May we never meet again…”
The voice of the spirit of the demon lord echoed in his ears, and the next second, Tang Haofei fell into an infinite darkness.
...
Within the Ice Soul grand formation, the spirit of the demon lord watched as Tang Haofei's gaze grew dim, eventually closing his eyes as if falling into a deep sleep. Only then did the spirit finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Tang Haofei's rate of growth still exceeded the spirit of the demon lord's imagination...
Even with many means and various hidden cards, it was an undeniable fact that the physical quality could not compare to Tang Haofei's!
In a frontal battle, the importance of physical quality needs no elaboration—if not for the fact that Tang Haofei was trapped in the spirit's trap from the very beginning, this battle would have been quite difficult for the spirit.
However, judging from the outcome, the result was still favorable, and that was enough...
“So, a brash fool is easy to handle...”
The spirit of the demon lord looked at Tang Haofei with evident disdain... Just as Tang Haofei looked down on its battle style, the spirit also held contempt for this brashness.
The wound in its chest quickly healed, and in the blink of an eye, the spirit's body showed no signs of injury. It calmly took out a foundation-level battle robe from a Spatial Item and then walked slowly out of the Ice Soul grand formation.
Outside, the more than thirty members of the eleventh level demonic clan who had just been killed by Tang Haofei had already revived. Seeing the spirit, they approached respectfully to pay their respects, and the spirit merely nodded slightly before turning to look at the Ice Soul grand formation.
The round grand formation of Ice Soul gleamed with flickering runes; even the spirit could sense a hint of coldness emanating from this large sphere.
“This!”
It pointed at the large sphere behind it, looking at its subordinates.
“Take this seal and retreat immediately to find a hidden place to hide. Use the concealment items I provided, and if anyone discovers you, eliminate them at the first opportunity. If there is danger, notify me immediately.”
This was also a plan made in advance...
The spirit sealed off Tang Haofei, then had its subordinates carry the Ice Soul grand formation and run wild—besides Wen Yu, it was unlikely that these thirty-odd members of the eleventh level demonic clan needed to fear anyone.