At this moment, the Divine Soul was in searing pain, and the Demon Infant was restless and unstable in the Dantian, showing signs of collapse.
The old demon secretly gritted his teeth, contemplating in his heart.
Since True Master Profound Ice was launching such reckless attacks without regard for consequences, he must also suffer backlash, his Magical Power nearing exhaustion, hardly faring much better than himself.
However, he dared not gamble.
In this battle, there was no hope of victory.
If he continued to confront head-on, once the backlash within overwhelmed him and the Demon Infant collapsed, it would truly be a case of body perishes and Way fades, a thousand years of cultivation wasted like flowing water.
To admit defeat now?
The thought arose only to be extinguished.
This action would not only tarnish his reputation, but also cause the Corpse Refining Sect's renown to utterly collapse, inviting the other Demon Sects from Liang Country to pounce, tearing him apart.
