The situation had seemed all but decided, but a sudden twist arose. A third party intervened, blocking Fan Lang's attack and saving Fan Sha's life, even taking the leisure to make a couple of sarcastic remarks.
Who was this person?
Fan Lang reacted sharply. Doubt arose in his heart, and he acted at once, unleashing boundless pressure to firmly suppress Fan Sha before turning his gaze toward the person who had interfered.
A devilish man of almost bewitching beauty entered Fan Lang's sight.
The devilish man had a fair face and a wicked smile. Demonic light gleamed in his phoenix eyes. He wore black-and-red armor adorned with hooked ornaments. His hands were claws, their nails over two feet long—sharp and keen enough to rival Divine Weapons. Behind him swayed a long tail, its tip bearing an even larger claw with seven-foot nails, like five great blades.
Fan Lang's eyes flickered, and he was deeply moved as he recognized the other party at a glance.
A Demon King who should never have appeared had actually shown up before him.
The course of history had changed once more. Those tiny butterfly wings had stirred up a biting gale.
The Demon King's full name was Eight Bitter Demon Luo Tian. He was a Fourteen-Star Grade Great Demon King, with strength comparable to the Dao Domain Realm!
According to the history Fan Lang knew, Eight Bitter Demon Luo Tian should have been born several years later. He was supposed to come from the Source of All Evil on Purgatory Continent to God Vast Star, bringing endless calamity and leaving countless lives in ruin.
Yet the Demon King who should have been born years later had appeared here ahead of time.
Only one answer could explain this.
God Vast Star had recently suffered battle after