Buzz~
Shadowstrike retracted, Qin Tian switched the weapon in his hand to the Black Frost Blade.
The moment the battle sword was unsheathed, the cold air and demonic qi intertwined into black mist, the sword lightly trembled, emitting an excited buzzing sound.
"Begin—hunting."
Qin Tian folded the Night Demon Wings and let out a low shout, his figure shooting into the demon horde like a cannonball.
The Black Frost Blade in his hand traced a fierce arc, the sword wind carrying demonic qi, severing the three approaching bone-claw demons at the waist, the splattering dark green blood blocked by spiritual power.
He did not use Spiritual Energy, yet his physical body combined with the recently absorbed demonic qi remained terrifyingly powerful.
With every swing, he precisely chopped at the demons' joints, the sound of cracking bones and screams mixed together to form a brutal battle song.
