Several hundred Ancient Demons entered the formation, their cultivation levels uneven, and each person's experience was naturally entirely different.
Screams rang in their ears without end. In just a few breaths, all those below the Nascent Soul Realm had perished. Such fellows could not even withstand the first wave of attacks.
The spiritual light released by Ice Arrow Thunder Fire flickered incessantly. They did not even know how they died. As cannon fodder, they had not the slightest meaning at all; they had not managed to test the depth or strength of this formation in the least.
However, the expressions of the other Ancient Demons turned ugly to the extreme, their hearts filled with the sorrow of the fox when the rabbit dies. They hesitated and did not dare advance. They could withstand this first wave of attacks, but this was only the beginning. The formation before their eyes was far more terrifying than they had imagined. If they charged farther in, would they all end up reporting to the underworld?
"What, Little Fellow, afraid already?" The man's voice from among the Tianlan Twin Devils reached their ears, carrying a trace of mockery. "Timid as a mouse. You truly bring shame to our Saint Race. Hurry up and move, otherwise... this Venerable will not be polite."
The instant his words fell, he raised his right hand. Without any other unnecessary movement, a wisp of Demon Flame shot out from his fingertip.
That Demon Flame was only the size of a fingernail, yet its escape speed left one dumbstruck. The fellow it had targeted had no way to dodge at all and was struck directly by that wisp of Demon Flame!
"Ah!"
A miserable scream rang out. The moment that Demon Flame touched his body, it was as if something had