The only one who was somewhat unharmed was Elder Bear.
He had just lost one hand.
As a demon cultivator, his blood qi healed quickly, so his physical injuries weren't that severe.
Elder Bear thought for a moment and stood before Young Master Xuan.
He was tall and intimidating, his body half-covered in bear patterns and half in snake patterns, with an overwhelming aura from the tangled demonic power.
Master Gu and Fan Jin felt immense pressure, a tingling sensation on their scalps.
A seriously wounded late Golden Core stage demon cultivator was not someone they could deal with, and they could only grit their teeth, tighten their grip on their magic treasures, and do their best.
At this moment, Mo Hua sneered and said to this Bear Demon Cultivator:
"Fool, you're being deceived and you don't even know it."
