The aura of the Drought Demon is terrifying; even just a small hint of its presence can drive ordinary people mad. After engaging in battle, Li Yifei immediately sensed something amiss. The opponent had integrated the Drought Demon's aura into his own body—not only had he temporarily boosted his power, but he also retained his sanity, making his attacks even more ferocious.
Li Yifei focused more intensely, thinking of nothing else but first defeating Snow Falcon.
"Die!" Snow Falcon executed an earth-splitting strike, his palms emitting black qi as they descended from above, aiming to crush Li Yifei into the ground.
Li Yifei leapt back to dodge the strike and countered with a punch. When fist met palm, it generated a fierce energy wave that caused Li Yifei's face to sting, and the opponent wasn't much better off.
Snow Falcon frowned at Li Yifei and said, "How can you be so strong? I know you're supposed to be just an ordinary person; you shouldn't be stronger than me!"
