I have the face of a great demon.

The fireball, carrying a scorching wind pressure that seemed capable of melting gold and boiling the sea, crashed down on the ground where Liu Xingchen stood like a meteorite, instantly creating a large crater and sending dust and gravel flying everywhere.

Amidst the towering flames, Liu Xingchen was nowhere to be seen; he had already leaped out, dodging the fireball's attack.

"Damn! You're really going to fight? You're such a heartless master!" the spirit couldn't help but complain.

"This is troublesome. My master is convinced that I am a great demon."

Liu Xingchen frowned and quickly tried to think of a solution.

But before he could think of a solution, another fireball came hurtling down from the sky.

Liu Xingchen once again used the Sky-Piercing Body Technique to dodge.

However, the fireballs seemed to come out of nowhere, one after another, quickly creating a scene of fireballs flying everywhere and blotting out the sun.

Liu Xingchen dodged and weaved through the dense rain of fireballs, leaping and bounding, facing numerous perilous situations.

Although he managed to escape danger time and time again with his superb agility, he was still left in a sorry state.

His clothes were covered with large holes burned by sparks, making him look like a beggar, and his face and head were covered with fly ash and dirt.

When Hua Laodao saw this scene, a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"I never imagined that martial arts could be used in this way. Not bad. However, martial arts are useless against powerful magic. I'd like to see how long you can last."

Tie Zhu watched in terror, grabbing Hua Laodao's leg and pleading tearfully:

"Master, no! Brother Xingchen will die."

Old Master Hua frowned and glared at Tie Zhu:

"Tiezhu, don't be silly. He is the great demon."

"His cultivation level must have been greatly reduced because he was ambushed by the Ten Great Immortal Sects after his tribulation."

"Now that he is so weak, it is the best time to kill this scoundrel."

A ruthless glint flashed in Hua Laodao's eyes:

"Hmph! For the blood feud of the Wuhua Sect, for the peace of all living beings, I will slay this great demon today! Tiezhu, get out of my way, don't get in my way!"

Hua Laodao's face darkened, and his magical power surged like a tide as he manipulated the formation to launch an even more ferocious attack.

Amidst the fierce fireball attack, Liu Xingchen was finally unable to dodge and was hit squarely by a fireball, blasting him far away.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the shield released by the spirit ghost acted like a solid city wall, protecting Liu Xingchen from harm.

The spirit said urgently, "This won't do. The enemy has a formation to aid them. We can't fight them head-on. We'll eventually die from exhaustion. We must break the formation."

"Do you have a way to break the formation?" Liu Xingchen asked, panting heavily as he dodged the fireballs.

"I am a spirit ghost, and I can see through formations more easily than humans. Let me find the flaws in the formation."

“However, this will take time. While I search for weaknesses, I won’t be able to protect you. You will need to take out your black robe for protection.”

"No way." Liu Xingchen's face changed at the mention of the black robe. He shouted anxiously, "If I wear the black robe, Master will be even less likely to believe me, and I won't have a chance to explain myself."

"Sigh, at a time like this, who cares about all that? This old Taoist priest definitely won't believe you, so just give up on that idea."

The two were deadlocked, but the fireball wouldn't wait for them to reach a conclusion, continuing its relentless attack like a storm.

At this moment, Hua Laodao intensified his attack, making it even more impossible for Liu Xingchen to dodge.

After being hit by several more fireballs, he finally gave up. He knew that his master would not believe him anymore.

No matter how he tries to explain or struggle, he cannot change this fact.

Liu Xingchen said with a heavy heart, "Take the black robe."

His voice carried a hint of bitterness. He knew that once he put on the black robe, he would completely overlap with the image of the Great Demon, and no one would believe him anymore.

Perhaps even Tie Zhu no longer believes him.

But he also understood that now was not the time to think about those things; saving his life was the priority.

"Alright!" the spirit exclaimed happily, activating his storage bag and pulling out the black robe inside.

The black robe suddenly opened, enveloping Liu Xingchen, who reached out and put it on.

The spirit infused its spiritual power into the black robe, causing the golden threads on it to shimmer like the brightest stars in the night sky, exuding an aura of mystery.

Once the black-robed figure unleashed his power, the formation was powerless against him.

Endless fireballs rained down on Liu Xingchen, exploding into a sky full of fireworks, but they couldn't budge him in the slightest.

"Alright, young master, this spiritual energy is enough for the black-robed man to hold out for a while. I'm going to check the formation."

After saying that, the ghost disappeared in a flash.

When Hua Laodao saw this scene in the light screen, his eyes widened in anger, as if he were about to breathe fire.

"You big devil, you've finally stopped pretending and shown your true colors. This is the real big devil."

Tie Zhu was so anxious that he was jumping up and down, trying to defend Liu Xingchen.

"No, Master. Brother Xingchen wore this black robe before; he used it to scare people."

"You're still making excuses for him."

Hua Laodao was furious. With a wave of his hand, a portrait appeared on the light screen.

"Take a good look, this is the great demon, isn't he exactly the same as your Star Brother?"

Tie Zhu looked up and saw that the person in the portrait had black hair and a black robe, with cold eyes and an imposing aura. He looked exactly like Liu Xingchen, even his temperament was exactly the same.

"No, this can't be! This can't be true. Brother Xingchen can't be the great demon!"

Railway lay prostrate on the ground, tears streaming down his face, his heart filled with despair and pain.

He would never believe that Liu Xingchen was a great demon, that Xingchen, who had once laughed and made trouble with him, was actually a great demon.

However, the scene before him was like a merciless hammer, shattering his resolve.

As they spoke, the spirit circled the formation once and returned.

He had no physical form, was extremely fast, and was immune to the formation's attacks, so he quickly discovered the formation's weakness.

“Young master, I have found the key to the formation. You are this way. Take 20 steps forward, then 33 steps to the right.”

Liu Xingchen walked to the spot the spirit had pointed out.

"This is it. Do you see that faint point of light above? Attack with all your might. Once you break it, the formation will naturally break."

Liu Xingchen composed himself and said, "Let's do it then."

Liu Xingchen mobilized all his spiritual power, gathered the spiritual power of the spirit ghosts, and poured it all into the divine sword in his hand.

"Dawn's chilling light—break through!"

Thirty steps in front of Hua Laodao, a misty space suddenly shattered, like a mirror breaking into countless pieces.

Old Master Hua suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became listless.

As the one in charge of the formation, he also suffered considerable damage the moment the formation shattered.

Before Hua Laodao could even react, a black sword was already pressed against his neck.

The person wielding the sword was none other than Liu Xingchen, with black hair and a black robe.