Facing Ning Kuang's sudden attack, Yi Tian fought back with all his might. Even though his cultivation was slightly inferior, he didn't back down.
Ning Kuang, on the other hand, directly absorbed the Immortal Spirit Demonic Liquid on the ground to replenish his own spirit power. At first, Yi Tian felt the pressure, but then he suddenly found that the opponent's magic power had increased by more than fifty percent.
Seeing that he was suppressed to the limit, he could only defend with all his strength. But he didn't expect Ning Kuang to be lacking in strength at this juncture.
After using his eye technique again, a purple light flashed and he found that Ning Kuang seemed to have changed his appearance. His whole body suddenly grew three feet. Through the Heavenly Demon Eye, he could see that there were countless strands of black demonic origin power in his body, which was why they were unbridled and rampaging to devour his own netherworld energy.
Originally, Ning Kuang's arts all required the netherworld energy stored in his body, and the demonic origin power could be refined and transformed into netherworld energy. But he didn't expect that he still underestimated the energy contained in the demonic origin power on Wu Leng Mountain. The demonic origin power that was absorbed into his body hadn't been refined, but it crazily devoured the original netherworld energy.
This allowed Yi Tian to take advantage of the situation. He mercilessly pushed away the other party's Netherlight. Then, he quickly formed a hand seal in front of his chest, spitting out a black demonic flame that attached itself to the Rakshasa's Dual Blades.
Along with a large amount of black flame, the two combined blades roared towards Savage's body. Puff! The two blades hit right on his face and sent him flying hundreds of meters away.
Ning Kuang forcibly stabilized his body in the air, but there was a deep wound on his chest that exposed the bone. For a Body Integration cultivator, this kind of injury was harmless, and he could recover with a bit of spirit power.
But Ning Kuang couldn't immediately stop the injury. He turned his head and said angrily, "I didn't expect your Infernal Prison Demonic Flames to have the effect of corroding wounds."
But in the next moment, a happy expression appeared on Ning Kuang's face. A large amount of black demonic energy poured out of the wound. Yi Tian did not expect that he would inadvertently help the other party. At this moment, a helpless expression appeared on his face.
After a large amount of demonic origin power was expelled from his body, Malevolent Kuang's body returned to its normal state. However, the spiritual pressure fluctuations on his body seemed to have weakened by more than thirty percent. Apparently, the Demonfiend origin power was quite a hindrance to him. Even after expelling it from his body, there were still many hidden injuries.
The current Malevolent Kuang was far from his normal state. His expression changed slightly, revealing a look of unwillingness. Before he could react, several flashes of light appeared in the sky, and Yi Tian's figure suddenly appeared not far from him. In the next moment, a red light flashed. This time, it was mixed in with the sound waves of the Heavenly Curses Devil Bell. It turned into a circle of red fire and swept towards Savage.
The grey Netherworld Light lit up once again and struck the ring of fire, but this time, it was clearly not a match for it. As soon as the two spells collided, they were directly suppressed. Yi Tian saw from afar that he had gained the upper hand. Of course, he wanted to take advantage of his weakness to take his life. After taking the Rakshasa Twin Blades, he used them again and turned them into two balls of fire and attacked the opponent.
Ning Kuang knew that there was nothing he could do. He knew that he was doomed today. Even though this was just a clone, it would still be a huge loss for him if he were to die here. After sighing, he opened his hands and forcibly opened a spatial rift, then shouted coldly, "Boy, I'll let you go, but I'll remember your spiritual pressure fluctuations. Don't fall into my hands next time, or I'll make you regret being born in this world."
"You're not afraid of biting your tongue. You only have yourself to blame." Yi Tian also said with an unforgiving aura, "When I reach the Great Ascension Stage, I'll definitely come to the Netherworld to meet your main body."
At this time, a deep voice came from the spatial rift, "I hope you don't go back on your words. I'll be waiting for you."
Yi Tian didn't expect that the voice coming from the spatial rift was Savage's main body, but he wasn't afraid of the other party rushing out now. He was lucky today. If it wasn't for Savage's greed, he might have had to spend more effort to fight with his source strength.
But since things had come to this, both sides left some harsh words. After a while, Yi Tian watched as Savage jumped into the spatial rift and slipped away under his nose. Speaking of which, he had no choice but to do so. Naturally, Yi Tian was also anxiously hoping that the other party would leave as soon as possible. Then, he would be able to sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor and collect all the treasures left behind by the Immortal World.
After a while, when Savage's figure disappeared in front of him, Yi Tian was relieved. He turned around and slowly flew towards Wu Ling Mountain.
After landing, Yi Tian first took out three Qi Gathering Bottles, then opened them one by one and slowly sucked in the Immortal Spirit Demon Liquid. The Qi Gathering Bottles didn't break directly like Savage's jade bottle, but there were faint signs of instability. Yi Tian only filled a third of the bottles before stopping. As a result, the three Qi Gathering Bottles only managed to collect half of the Immortal Spirit Demon Liquid.
After a while, he stood up and looked around. The grey mist seemed to be a lot thinner than before. It seemed that as the Immortal Spirit Demon Liquid decreased, the environment here also began to improve.
But in the blink of an eye, he didn't know what to do with the remaining Immortal Spirit Demon Liquid. For the time being, he didn't have any good ideas. Yi Tian didn't want to absorb too much Immortal Spirit Demon Liquid and suffer a backlash like Savage.
Suddenly, his Spiritual Sense found a light flying towards him. Moreover, the person's strength was at the mid-Body Integration Stage. Needless to say, it should be the Heavenly Devil Clan's Devil Ancestor Dugu Jimo. At this time, the other party's Spiritual Sense had already probed Wu Ling Mountain's position and locked onto him.
Yi Tian secretly felt that it was very troublesome. Previously, Vast Origin Emperor's remnant soul was forcefully devoured by him. He originally thought that it would take some time to refine it, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.
However, he wasn't one to be afraid. If he shrank back at the last minute, he would naturally be targeted by Dugu Jimo's clone. Fortunately, he was now in the appearance of a Demonic Cultivator. If he tried to communicate with the other party, there would be some leeway.
Moreover, didn't Savage say that the two of them had agreed to meet here to explore Wu Ling Mountain?
After a short while, a black light streaked across the sky and arrived at Wu Ling Mountain's peak. After landing, Dugu Jimo's original appearance was revealed. He actually looked like a young man in his thirties. However, there were two long horns on his forehead. At a glance, he looked like a member of the Heavenly Devil Clan.
"Which Demonic Cultivator are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" Dugu Jimo shouted.
"Who I am is not important. What's important is that Savage has already left," Yi Tian replied in a deep voice.
"What? You've met him before?" Dugu Jimo exclaimed. Then, he turned his gaze to the ground and changed the topic, "Immortal Spirit Demon Liquid, so it's something from the Immortal Realm."
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