"You forced my hand!"
Faced with this situation, it had no time to worry about the Human Body Elixir, immediately mobilizing its demonic power, planning to fight for its life against the old macaque.
In such a grand banquet in Southern Hong, if the opponent were injured, they would inevitably be one step slower.
Only by making the macaque feel that the loss was not worth the risk, could it have a chance to escape with its life.
Before the words had settled, the Leopard Demon hadn't noticed a delicately crafted Feather Blade silently stabbing from behind, even the old macaque had deliberately loosened its grip, leaving space for the Feather Blade to pass through.
Thud—
Scalding Monster Blood spilled between the furry fingers.