Seeing Li Chen's sword shadow breaking through the void, directly charging towards him, the Black Demon King remained expressionless. He exhaled a breath that formed into a three-pronged demon battle spear, meeting the attack head-on.
"Clang!"
The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out like a copper bell, reverberating powerfully. The sound waves spread rapidly in all directions, like ripples on water.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Li Chen couldn't match the Black Demon King and retreated backward several hundred zhang before he could barely stabilize himself.
In contrast, the Black Demon King remained as unmoving as a mountain.
"Hehehe, Li Chen, my boy. Now can you tell me where Princess Little Demon Immortal is?"
Li Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and shouted angrily, "Fight again!"
