Yao Shiba's eyes burned fiercely, and his fierce fighting spirit emanated from his body. That fighting spirit, which was growing stronger and stronger, could be felt from a distance. At this moment, Yao Shiba was like the blazing sun, making it impossible for anyone to get close to him!
"My competitive spirit at eighteen has reignited, sigh..."
"A great battle is inevitable. Demon Eighteen is no joke. However, this man is so disrespectful to the city lord, he deserves to die!"
"The show's about to begin! Haha, we've been cooped up here for so long, we're practically cut off from the world. Finally, we're going to see something fresh! Go, Demon Eighteen! Don't embarrass the demon race! How could this person be the one the city lord was talking about? That person is none other than you! Charge!"
Yao Shiba's prestige among the demon race was indeed not to be underestimated. Just a provocative glance was enough to make the demons' blood boil and become frenzied, wishing they could personally take to the field and devour Li Sisui alive. The demon race truly lived up to its reputation as a fierce race; their warlike demeanor alone was something that human cultivators could not match...
"Make your move!"
Yao Shiba's expression was indifferent. One second he was filled with murderous intent, and the next he became indifferent. He reached out and untied the blood-stained bandage on his forehead with gentle and calm movements, which carried an unquestionable air. Then he reached behind his head to tie his wildly flying black hair, and threw a huge package from behind. The package was soaked in an unknown liquid, and dark green pus was still dripping from it!
"Although we still haven't found any trace of the demon's lair on this trip, we've hunted down many unintelligent demon beasts along the way. These are all demon beast cores, which should allow everyone to advance their cultivation further!"
The damp package rolled to Meiji's feet, a serious look flashing across her brow. She glanced at the package, then looked up at Li Sisui and said with a charming smile:
"Sword God, please don't take him seriously. He's just a reckless brute who's always shouting for battle. If our clan relies on him, we won't even have a hot meal... Since you've already promised, the demon race will not go back on your word. As long as we can find the entrance to the Demon Cave, not to mention the entrance to Demon Mountain, thousands of demons will obey your command!"
Good heavens, is this guy even the leader of the demon race? How could he betray the entire demon race with just one sentence? Even if he really can find the so-called entrance to the demon cave, does he really think that this huge horde of demons will all obey his orders? This is ridiculous. He's not a three-year-old child. Humph!
Li Sisui's expression gradually turned cold. Ignoring Meiji's words, he turned and nodded to Leng Rushuang, then turned back and beckoned with his index finger to Yao Shiba, who was poised to attack.
"Since you're the guest, please go first! Make your move! Don't blame me for not warning you, you only have one chance!"
Well, in that tense moment, the two of them actually became polite, each giving way to the other, neither willing to make the first move. Meanwhile, some of the demons watching from the sidelines, notoriously hot-tempered and impatient, immediately shouted:
"Eighteen, charge! They've already come to our doorstep, there's no reason to hold back now. Let them see the power of the demon race, and crush them!"
Demon Eighteen's eyes were burning, and he stood ramrod straight, but ultimately he couldn't withstand the shouts of the demon race. He spread his hands and turned to the side, saying:
"Good lad, even trapped in enemy territory, you still maintain such composure. I have never seen anything like it in the entire Shura Ridge. If it weren't for fate, we might have become friends. Hmph, to gain the approval of me, Demon Eighteen, you are already a top-tier existence among human cultivators. Be proud!"
...
Li Si rolled her eyes so hard she almost passed out!
This guy has such a vivid imagination! What do you mean by being trapped in enemy territory? I paid my ticket to come here and enjoy myself. If it weren't for that black rat tricking me into this situation, plus your group's pyramid scheme-like acting skills, I would have quit right then and there. How could I have waited for you to come back? Making friends and brothers? Humans and demons are different, it's fine if we each go our own way!
Yao Shiba seemed completely oblivious to Li Sisui's speechless expression. Before anyone else could react, Yao Shiba had already gotten excited. When she looked at Li Sisui, her eyes suddenly became filled with sympathy, and she had a sorrowful expression that said, "Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead, for who in the world doesn't know you?" Her acting skills were truly top-notch. It's a waste of your talent if you don't go into acting!
"Are we still going to fight or not?"
"Why is this all bark and no bite? Is this some kind of child's play?"
"This is how the Eighteen Battles have always been: not seeking to move others, but only to move ourselves!"
"..."
A moment later, Yao Shiba regained his composure. It was unclear whether he had truly had a mental lapse or what, but he finally seemed normal now. Although his eyes were still fixed on Li Sisui, his expression and demeanor suggested he was about to start a fight...
"An eye for an eye. Since you're so confident, then take my move, hmph!"
As he spoke, Yao Shiba's back suddenly bulged high, followed by a sound of bones tearing. To the astonishment or indifference of the crowd, Yao Shiba reached out and pulled a long spine from his back. The spine was still covered with bits of flesh, and blood was splattered all over the ground. However, Yao Shiba, the person in charge, did not care at all!
From the moment the spine was pulled out, all his attention was on that bone. He solemnly grasped the spine behind his back. The moment Yao Shiba grasped it, the spine's appearance changed drastically. It transformed online, with spikes flying and blades dancing. The air was filled with the sound of air being cut. Before long, Yao Shiba was holding a bone sword made from his own white bones!
Less than half a meter long, the blade was cold and sharp, the body smooth. Except for the rough edges where it was gripped, the bone sword was practically perfect! The wound from which Yao Shiba had pulled out the bone sword was healing at a visible speed.
"This sword has no edge, yet it can overcome all magical artifacts. No matter your cultivation level, once this sword is drawn, there is absolutely no chance of survival. You must be careful!"
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