Little Feng also laughed, "He probably thinks that His Majesty has fallen, and that no one from the Demon Clan can threaten him anymore, which is why he's acting so ostentatiously."
"If he really acted like he used to, he would probably have hidden himself in some corner by now, making him even harder for us to find."
The mere thought of being tormented by his spell to the point of wishing for death filled Little Feng's face with loathing.
Xing Wu had gone through much suffering for this day, and Little Feng had endured no small amount of hardship either, even having to risk awakening his bloodline due to Black Robe's spell, nearly leading to his death.
Although it was a blessing in disguise, his hatred for Black Robe hadn't diminished one bit.
"We must strike with certainty this time, otherwise, with that old thing's cunning nature, he will hide in some unknown place, and finding him then would be harder than reaching the skies," Xing Wu said gravely.
