However, the sudden upheaval at this moment left Chen Yi no time to think too much.
He looked at the demon outside the formation and quickly compared it to the century-long memory of battles, recalling the demon bloodline and its weaknesses.
"Blood Scale Demon, when mature, is comparable to a third-rank Great Cultivator of the Heavenly Union Realm, with a body size reaching a thousand zhang, and its scale armor has astounding defensive capabilities."
"This one is clearly not yet mature, its strength is at most comparable to a Cultivator in the Fourth Grade Spirit Aperture Realm."
"Its weakness lies in the inverse scales located a zhang under its jaw, which requires four zhang of Sword Qi to shatter its core."
Thinking this, the corners of Chen Yi's mouth lifted slightly.
Fighting against other Cultivators required caution and probing, but battling demons felt much more natural to him.