Chapter 144: Elder Scared Away?

A one-eyed Demon Beast vulture said sourly, its eyes filled with jealousy.

It recalled how it had struggled with all its might on the outskirts of the Trial Land just to obtain a single spirit herb, while Zhang Yi had obtained so many opportunities, and it felt a sense of imbalance in its heart.

"Exactly, having good luck is also a part of one's strength!"

A massive rhinoceros Demon Beast said in a muffled voice, "Even if we are envious, there's nothing we can do."

As it spoke, it secretly retreated a few steps, terrified of being caught in the aftermath of the battle.

Just then, the battle between Zhang Yi and the Elder of the Demon Saint Mansion entered a white-hot stage.

Zhang Yi suddenly changed his tactics, no longer clashing head-on with the Elder.

Instead, he used his agile movement technique to dodge the opponent's attacks, seeking an opening.

Although the purple-robed Elder's attacks were powerful, they could not hit Zhang Yi, and instead caused him to consume a large amount of Spirit Energy.

"Old thing, your moves are only so-so; if you have any other skills, feel free to use them!"

Zhang Yi provoked him while dodging the Elder's attacks.

Upon hearing this, the Elder's expression turned even gloomier.

He had not expected to be looked down upon so much by a junior, and his heart burned with rage.

"Little beast, you're courting death!"

The Elder roared, suddenly pulling a blood-red pill from his robes and swallowing it in one gulp...

Mother Jubiao watched nervously from below.

She wanted to rush up to help Zhang Yi several times, but was stopped by He Lao, "If you want to see just how great your son's potential is, don't go over."

Mother Jubiao was worried about Zhang Yi in her heart, but she also felt that what He Lao said made sense.

Zhang Yi had escaped death several times before, and even the energy of the Trial Land hadn't been able to burst him; it was clear her son was destined for greatness.

And the one fighting Zhang Yi now was an Elder of the Demon Saint Mansion.

His combat power was terrifyingly strong.

If Zhang Yi could fight the Elder to a draw, that would be truly extraordinary.

Nudi, Quetzalcoatlus, and the others were all watching the battle nervously.

Nudi frowned slightly, whispering to the Quetzalcoatlus beside her: "This idiot, does he really think he's invincible? Get ready to go up and save him later; before he gets swatted to death by the Elder, pull him out."

Although Quetzalcoatlus often bickered with Nudi, he knew what was important at critical moments.

He nodded slightly, his large dragon eyes fixed on the battle, his dragon wings slightly spread, ready to soar into the sky at any moment.

The Elder swallowed the blood-red pill, and a thick, bloody stench permeated the air.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi sneered: "Old geezer, at your age, you're still popping pills to fight? Aren't you ashamed?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Demon Beasts watching the battle gasped in unison.

This Wangri Bird really didn't value his life; to dare provoke the Elder at a time like this!

Many Demon Beasts cursed Zhang Yi for being stupid in their hearts; the Elder had taken a pill, so his strength would surely skyrocket, and this kid was about to suffer.

However, Zhang Yi felt no fear in his heart.

During his trip to the Trial Land, his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, and his body was currently filled with Spirit Energy, as if he had an inexhaustible supply of power.

He even felt that even if two more Elders came, he could swat them away with one wing.

Of course, despite the arrogance in his heart, Zhang Yi did not let his guard down.

After all, the opponent was an Elder of the Demon Saint Mansion; having lived for so long, he must have some hidden trump cards.

He composed his mind, staring sharply at the Elder, not daring to be the least bit negligent.

As the purple-robed Elder swallowed the pill, his aura surged, and a blood-red Spirit Energy churned around him like boiling magma.

His eyes were bloodshot, staring fixedly at Zhang Yi as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

The Elder launched another attack, his speed more than twice as fast as before, and his moves even more ruthless.

However, no matter how storm-like his attacks were, Zhang Yi was always able to dodge them at the very last second by relying on his agile movement and powerful perception.

After a series of attacks missed, the Elder was so embarrassed and angry that he cursed inwardly: "This little beast is as slippery as a loach!"

He took a deep breath, a flash of malice in his eyes, and decided to use a sneak attack.

He feigned an attack, but in reality, he secretly condensed a sharp palm wind, striking directly at Zhang Yi's chest.

This palm wind was silent, yet it contained powerful destructive force; if it hit, he would be severely injured even if he didn't die.

However, Zhang Yi had long been prepared.

He keenly sensed the Elder's intent, flashed his body, and narrowly dodged this fatal blow.

He sneered: "Old thing, at your age, you're still playing dirty? Have you no shame?"

The Elder's sneak attack was exposed, and his old face turned bright red.

Embarrassed and furious, he cursed: "Little beast, you're courting death!"

Zhang Yi stopped being polite as well; he suddenly spread his wings, and golden light bloomed on his body like the rising sun.

With a flap of his wings, a powerful wave of Spirit Energy swept out, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

This powerful Spirit Energy made the surrounding Demon Beasts feel a sense of suffocation.

They looked at Zhang Yi in terror, their hearts filled with shock.

This Wangri Bird was actually this powerful!

Even the purple-robed Elder was shaken by this powerful Spirit Energy.

His face turned pale, his footsteps staggered, and his eyes were filled with terror.

He never imagined that this kid had been hiding his strength, and was actually this powerful!

He thought to himself that things were bad; if he kept fighting, he would likely suffer a great loss.

His eyes darted, and a plan formed in his mind.

He was seen clutching his chest, feigning a look of agony, and said, "Ouch, my old ailment is acting up again! You little beast, you're lucky today; I'll settle the score with you next time!"

Having said that, he turned and ran, his speed so fast it was astonishing.

Watching the Elder's disheveled retreating figure as he fled, Zhang Yi could not help but burst into loud laughter.

The surrounding Demon Beasts were all completely dumbfounded.

This... what is going on? An Elder of the Demon Saint Mansion was actually scared away?

Zhang Yi's laughter echoed through the canyon, lingering for a long time.

He felt as though he had never been so exhilarated before.

He had defeated an Elder of the Demon Saint Mansion, proving his own strength.

He slowly retracted his wings, the golden light gradually dissipating.

He looked down, where Mother Jubiao was watching him with a face full of worry.

He spread his wings and flew down, landing beside Mother Jubiao, and comforted her, "Mother, I am fine."

Mother Jubiao grabbed Zhang Yi in an embrace, her eyes full of heartache: "Child, you scared Mother to death!"

Zhang Yi gently patted Mother Jubiao's back and said softly, "Mother, am I not perfectly fine?"

Just then, a voice came from afar: "Little friend Zhang Yi, congratulations! You actually defeated an Elder of the Demon Saint Mansion!"

Zhang Yi looked up and saw an old man wearing a cyan robe walking over slowly.

This old man had crane-white hair and a youthful face, with the bearing of an immortal, and was none other than He Lao.

He Lao walked up to Zhang Yi and said with a smile, "Little friend Zhang Yi, your strength is truly impressive! This old man is looking forward to your future more and more."