Xia Feng merely conceived an energy that could annihilate Demonic Qi, and the Star Power automatically transformed into the Power of Light.
Moreover, looking at the Demon on the opposite side, with its agonizing expression after being struck by the Holy Light, Xia Feng had an inkling that this energy seemed even more effective against Demonic Qi than the Power of Light.
The Demon kept rolling under the Holy Light, its originally crimson wings getting corroded with several big holes, and the Demonic Qi on its body gradually vanished like melting snow.
Painful howls continuously escaped from the Demon's mouth, and black blood constantly flowed from its body, as if it were about to be vanquished by the Holy Light.
"No, how dare you, this energy... ah!"
The Demon's mind seemed heavily affected by this energy as well, speaking in an incoherent manner, as if it forgot what it was talking about from one second to the next.
