"Shameless..."
Another roar echoed through the void.
Zhang Ergou looked up, no longer able to see the figures of Hua Xu, the Demon Lord, and Jiang Tai.
They had already moved a considerable distance from the valley, and the distance had begun to affect the Demon Lord's combat effectiveness.
As he moved further away from the abyss of the valley, the Demon Lord suddenly found his magic power gradually weakening.
This led to the two previous roars.
By the time he wanted to return to the abyss of the valley, it was clearly too late.
Hua Xu and Jiang Tai had gone to great lengths to lure him away, and there was no way they would let him leave now.
They had spent considerable effort to trick him.
Now, with the increased distance and the significant reduction in the Demon Lord's displayed strength, Hua Xu and the other felt a surge of excitement.
The Demon Lord's combat power was not only on par with Hua Xu's, but even when facing both Hua Xu and Jiang Tai, he showed no signs of weakness.
Instead, he grew stronger with the battle, showing no signs of fatigue as the fight progressed.
If this continued, Hua Xu even worried that they would be worn down and killed by the Demon Lord.
Fortunately, Jiang Tai had reacted quickly and lured the Demon Lord away from the sky above the valley.
Once away from the valley, the available demonic energy would decrease, thus limiting the Demon Lord's power.
At this moment, the Demon Lord could only roar in impotent rage. Facing two Nascent Soul cultivators, he was already incapable of fighting.
He was only enduring, not yet completely defeated.
The Demon Lord glared angrily at Hua Xu and the other, utterly unable to fight back against these two despicable individuals...
"Fellow Daoist, if you want to fight, then fight honorably with true skill, why resort to such shameless and despicable tactics."
The Demon Lord glared at Hua Xu, completely ignoring Jiang Tai beside him.
"Haha, this is called deception in warfare. You demons are truly simple-minded."
Hua Xu burst into laughter, showing no displeasure at the Demon Lord's curses.
On the contrary, he relished seeing the Demon Lord in such a helpless state.
Jiang Tai shook his head inwardly. This fellow was always like this, towards him and now towards this Demon Lord, he relentlessly attacked their psyche.
It seemed Hua Xu derived greater pleasure from crushing others psychologically...
He wondered why this fellow had such a peculiar hobby.
Hua Xu was naturally unaware of Jiang Tai's thoughts and had no intention of paying attention to him at the moment. Seeing that the Demon Lord was about to lose his will to fight,
He couldn't help but want to verbally lash out at him.
Defeating someone wasn't just about physical victory; it was about completely crushing their spirit.
Hua Xu's greatest pleasure came from such acts.
Therefore, opponents who were familiar with Hua Xu often feared not his profound cultivation, but his sharp tongue that could leave people gasping for breath.
No one would have imagined that the master of the mysterious Black Xuan Pavilion, a great Nascent Soul cultivator, would find his greatest joy in verbally tormenting others.
As expected, the simple-minded Demon Lord quickly fell for Hua Xu's bait.
Being called simple-minded, as one of the rare prodigies of the demon realm, the Demon Lord could not tolerate such an insult.
Not even from a Nascent Soul cultivator of equal strength.
"You are courting death!"
The Demon Lord glared at Hua Xu, his dark eyes gradually turning crimson.
"Haha, as expected, a simple-minded fellow. At this point, what else do you have to rely on? It seems that not only are the people of the demon realm simple-minded, but their mouths are also unusually stubborn."
Hua Xu showed no intention of ceasing his verbal assault on the Demon Lord.
He wanted to provoke the Demon Lord into a complete rage.
Anger made people lose their reason, and once the Demon Lord lost control, it would be much easier to deal with him.
Although he was far from the abyss of the valley, the Demon Lord's power had greatly diminished.
However, anyone who could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage would surely have a few life-saving trump cards.
Hua Xu did not want to suffer an unexpected defeat.
Hua Xu's taunts not only reached the ears of the Demon Lord and Jiang Tai but were also heard clearly by Zhang Ergou and his companions.
This gave Zhang Ergou a new understanding of the Black Xuan Pavilion master.
He had always heard that Hua Xu was incredibly mysterious, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
In his mind, he had assumed Hua Xu to be a stern and unsmiling elder. Unexpectedly, in the span of just half a day, Hua Xu's image in his heart had undergone a complete transformation.
First, when facing Jiang Tai, he had attacked him relentlessly, crushing Jiang Tai's psyche by targeting his juniors, family lineage, and his own cultivation.
He had almost driven the old ancestor of the Jiang family to despair.
Now, facing the Demon Lord, he displayed this demeanor. Zhang Ergou seemed to have a vague realization.
Reaching Hua Xu's level of cultivation was not done without reason.
There must be a rationale behind his actions.
Boom!
Zhang Ergou entered a peculiar state, and Liu Yaxuan beside him looked at him in bewilderment.
Mu Chen and Bai Youran, not far away, also noticed the anomaly instantly.
Turning their heads, they saw Zhang Ergou entering a profound state.
"What a lucky kid," Mu Chen remarked, with a hint of envy in his voice.
"Beyond luck, it is this child's spiritual aptitude that is truly enviable."
Bai Youran had not expected that Zhang Ergou would enter enlightenment under such circumstances.
Enlightenment was something that cultivators in the cultivation world pursued, alongside reaching higher realms of cultivation.
The longer one's enlightenment, and the younger they were when it occurred, the greater their potential.
Zhang Ergou entering enlightenment while observing the battle between the Demon Lord and Hua Xu clearly meant he would gain significant insights.
They were curious to see what changes would occur after this young man woke up.
Mu Chen and Bai Youran were both looking forward to it.
They naturally would not disturb Zhang Ergou, who was in a state of enlightenment. To prevent the surrounding commotion from disturbing him,
Bai Youran kindly set up an isolation formation.
It completely shielded him from the surrounding noise.
Of the three groups, Hua Xu was busy engaging the Demon Lord in a verbal spat, Zhang Ergou was in a state of enlightenment and wouldn't wake up anytime soon.
Mu Chen and Bai Youran were busy repairing the rapidly deteriorating barrier formation.
After the relentless bombardment by Hua Xu and the Demon Lord, cracks appeared increasingly in the valley's formation. Fortunately, Bai Youran, as a formation grandmaster,
Had extensive experience and was not unfamiliar with these ancient formations.
Repairing them only required a drain on his mental energy and spiritual energy.
When he began to show signs of fatigue, Mu Chen would transfer his spiritual energy to him, allowing Bai Youran to continue repairing the formation without interruption.
The barrier formation here was a fusion of dozens of ancient formations.
Repairing it was extremely demanding of mental energy. Even with Bai Youran's expertise, he was showing signs of fatigue.
However, once the repair of the formation began, it could not be stopped, as that would render all previous efforts futile.
This was naturally not the outcome Mu Chen and Bai Youran desired.
To replenish their spiritual energy and mental fortitude, a large number of elixirs were fed into their mouths like no tomorrow.
Of course, their efforts were not in vain. The last crack was on the verge of being repaired.
At that point, even the previously existing cracks in the barrier would be completely mended.
Swish!
Suddenly, a figure plummeted rapidly towards the abyss...