The Bull Demon King was certainly not one to scare easily.
Beneath their feet lay the common battleground of the Asura Clan. There was no need to change the location.
"Come, I'll give you three moves. After three moves, I will certainly kill you or devour your flesh and drink your blood!" Bitianda spoke with a sinister tone.
He was well aware that the Bull Demon King's cultivation level was somewhat higher than his, but who was he? Bitianda, the number one talent of the Asura Clan!
Would he care about a small gap in cultivation level?
The higher the Bull Demon King's cultivation level was, the more impressive the display of his own strength would be after he emerged victorious.
Perhaps the Rakshasi, upon seeing his valor, would fall hopelessly in love with him.
With this thought, Bitianda grew even more excited. He even considered launching an attack right there to brutally slaughter the Bull Demon King, but he managed to resist the urge.