บท 1108: Perfected Mahayana

As Jiang Chengxuan's energy waned, the Demon Immortal's true spirit launched a frenzied suppression. In the midst of the Floodgate Realm cultivators' laments, the world once again plunged into darkness.

"Kehehehe! Boy, why aren't you acting so arrogant now? To think you dared challenge me, a true immortal, you are beyond foolish!"

Unleashing the shadow rules, the Demon Immortal's true spirit forced Jiang Chengxuan into a desperate defense, taunting him relentlessly.

As an immortal from the higher realms, being suppressed by a lower realm cultivator had filled him with boundless rage.

Yet, due to Jiang Chengxuan's terrifying display of power, he had begrudgingly retreated, waiting for the moment his opponent's secret technique would fail.

That moment had come, and now he intended to unleash all his pent-up fury.