Groups of demon spirits swarmed in, yet under Li Xiu's command, four demon spirits wreaked havoc. The street before the stone house was engulfed in black smoke, shimmering under the blood-red moon, an indescribable mix of eeriness and splendor.
"It's the eleventh round, and still no appearance of the Radiant Demon Spirit. Is the Radiant Demon Spirit really that rare?" Li Xiu mused over other matters while commanding the four demon spirits in battle.
"If the Godslayer Shrine knew I was here killing so many and reaping so many benefits, I wonder if they'd be driven insane with rage." Li Xiu suddenly felt an urge to showcase his earnings before the Godslayer Shrine, curious if they'd be smoking with fury.
The Pink Nightmare let out a long hiss as a Radiant Demon Spirit's Black Light Whip lashed upon it, causing it to rear its hooves in pain.
