"What a fearsome demon!"
When Cangjiezi saw the nine Tier Four Resentment Celestial Demons flying toward him, he knew his opponent was not to be trifled with. He quickly waved the Duster in his hand, and a sky full of silver threads danced through the air, weaving and darting as they surged toward the nine Resentment Celestial Demons.
The silver threads manifested from the Duster were incredibly tough and possessed a miraculous demon-breaking effect, showing no fear of the Li Hen Demon Light.
In the air, the silver threads gathered and scattered, dodging and weaving. The nine Celestial Demons were wreathed in flickering, pitch-black Demonic Light. A back-and-forth struggle ensued, resulting in a stalemate.
Seeing this, Li Huan was horrified. 'If I were to go up there,' she thought, 'I'd be defeated in moments, no matter which one I faced.'
'This old Daoist from the Xuanqing Sect is so arrogant, but he clearly has some skill to back it up.'
