If it were just an ordinary cultivator of the nine realms, he surely would have been obliterated by Ming Yue Immortal long ago, yet Li Xiuzhu possessed the immense strength of demon giants and was also relying on the advantages of the Blood Transformation Divine Sword, which enabled him to hold his ground throughout.
Just as Li Xiuzhu was about to draw out another distorted weapon, a voice suddenly entered his ears.
"Li Xiuzhu, I am in the direction of the mountain, send your voice this way."
Li Xiuzhu's eyes slightly brightened, "Zhou Bai? You've come?"
Zhou Bai asked, "Li Xiuzhu, what did you take from Xing Jun back then?"
While engaging in fierce battle amid the myriad soldiers and malevolent spirits, Li Xiuzhu listened to Zhou Bai's words, his gaze slightly shifted, and he partly understood in his heart: 'Zhou Bai is afraid that I'm an imposter? What a cautious young lad.'
