Facing the surging Baiqi, the demonic dragon fully utilized its high mobility. While dodging Baiqi's attacks, it unleashed air blades from its double wings for offense.
However, the demonic dragon was ultimately no Xi Mu, and the air blades it released were of limited power. Most were scattered by Baiqi, and even the few that landed on Baiqi caused no significant damage.
But this demonic dragon was incredibly slippery. No matter how fierce Baiqi's attacks were, it managed to dodge them all.
As the battle dragged on, the squad members who had followed were mostly killed by the corpse demons. Yonghuo and Leimu wanted to help, but they were held back by the overwhelming numbers of corpse demons and couldn't provide support.
Seeing that most of his squad members were dead, the demonic dragon no longer wasted time with Baiqi and truly bared its fangs.
The demonic dragon flew into the air, dodged several magic projectiles from Baiqi, and then, gathering its strength, unleashed a torrent of scorching dragon's breath directly at Baiqi.
Gazing at the rolling dragon's breath coming towards him, Baiqi showed no fear, even a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Dragon's breath? Besides Father, I haven't feared anyone else."
With that, he also gathered his strength and unleashed his own dragon's breath.
The two streams of scorching dragon's breath collided. Initially, Baiqi held the clear advantage. As Baiqi continuously exerted force, his dragon's breath steadily compressed the demonic dragon's.
Seeing that he couldn't overpower the opponent in a dragon's breath contest with his own strength alone, the demonic dragon stopped breathing it out and instead began to inhale.
What happened next was astonishing. The demonic dragon not only sucked back its own dragon's breath but also inhaled Baiqi's.
"This is impossible!"
According to the data he had, this demonic dragon was merely a half-finished, castrated product. Spitting dragon's breath was its limit; how could it possibly absorb his?
Yet, it was happening, and Baiqi couldn't afford not to believe it.
The demonic dragon not only absorbed Baiqi's dragon's breath but, after doing so, its power grew even greater. In a trance, Baiqi saw Bai Qi's shadow on the demonic dragon. Sudan Novel Network.
"This is impossible, you're just a castrated half-product."
With that, he exerted his body's strength, instantly rushing before the demonic dragon and throwing a punch towards its face.
"Did you really think so?"
This time, the demonic dragon didn't dodge. Instead, it caught Baiqi's punch head-on with its hand. The enormous shift in power startled Baiqi once more.
Seeing Baiqi's surprised expression, the demonic dragon's lips curved upward, and it spoke, "To be this shocked is still too early. Once I devour you completely and make you my power, you'll have plenty of time to be surprised in my belly."
As it spoke, the demonic dragon embraced Baiqi, chanted a spell, and prepared to extract the demonic energy from Baiqi's body for its own use.
Although Baiqi was a bit reckless, recklessness didn't mean stupidity. Seeing the other party absorbing his power, he forcefully broke free from the demonic dragon's grip and then delivered a swift punch straight to the demonic dragon's chest.
The immense force sent the demonic dragon flying, smashing through the wall adorned with fans before crashing heavily to the ground.
The tremendous commotion drew the attention of everyone present.
Baiqi would not miss the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot. Under everyone's gaze, he exerted himself again, leaping high into the air. His body, like a meteor, descended towards the demonic dragon trapped beneath the rubble.
Since magical skills would be absorbed by the opponent, Baiqi decided to forgo magic and use his own formidable physique to beat it to death.
Just as Baiqi descended.
Whoosh!
A powerful gust of wind blew out from the descent, not only scattering the rubble pinning the demonic dragon but also blowing Baiqi, who was about to land, away.
The demonic dragon that stood up from the ruins now had a drastically changed appearance. The most prominent change was its jaw, which was swollen like a toad's and pulsed with each breath.
"The power of Xiaofeng is mine!"
In ancient times, the Undying God used corresponding artifacts to seal the Eight Great Demons in hell. After their success, each artifact became stained with a portion of the corresponding demon's demonic energy. Though not much, it was the essence of the demons. As time passed, even though the Undying God and the demons were no more, these artifacts were passed down and scattered across the world.
The sword stained with the Holy Lord's demonic energy was found by Bai Qi long ago, and he absorbed the demonic energy within. However, at that time, Bai Qi hadn't considered that he would later need to unite the Eight Provinces, so he hadn't searched for other artifacts of the Undying God that carried demonic energy.
Unexpectedly, the demonic dragon had set its sights on these artifacts stained with demonic energy.
And among the fans on that wall earlier, one was the fan used to seal the Wind Demon, Xiaofeng.
After the demonic dragon broke through the wall, the fan containing demonic energy was buried along with the demonic dragon under the rubble.
Its current action had caught Baiqi completely off guard.
Just as the demonic dragon prepared to press its advantage and completely drain Baiqi, a sharp pain erupted in its abdomen.
"Damn it, why again? And precisely at this moment."
Seeing the demonic dragon falter, Baiqi didn't hesitate. He quickly got up from the ground, dashed forward, and unleashed a barrage of punches at the demonic dragon, which was clutching its stomach.
"You bastard."
Knowing Baiqi's physical strength, the demonic dragon obviously wouldn't engage in close combat at this moment. After all, Baiqi's relentless punches offered no opportunity to absorb his demonic energy, and the agonizing abdominal pain left the demonic dragon unable to concentrate on fighting Baiqi.
"I'll let you off this time, but you won't be so lucky next time."
Unable to endure any longer, the demonic dragon was forced to retreat.
It had planned for so long, feigning weakness and deliberately exposing flaws, all to eliminate Baiqi and his group who had been pursuing it today. Yet, plans couldn't keep up with changes.
Who would have thought that such a flawless plan would be ruined by a mere abdominal ache?
The demonic dragon exerted a sudden burst of strength, pushing back the entangled Baiqi. After uttering a final threat, it flapped its wings and quickly fled.
Baiqi wanted to pursue, but a few more not-quite-dead corpse demons jumped out from behind him.
Although Baiqi quickly dispatched them, the best opportunity for pursuit had been missed. Watching the distant demonic dragon, Baiqi could only stomp his feet in anger.
On the other side, after escaping a certain distance, the demonic dragon stopped. It glanced back to ensure Baiqi wasn't following, then, from somewhere, produced a detonator and, with an evil grin, pressed the button.