Yet there were always unlucky fellows who could not dodge in time. Later, in order not to be caught up in the disaster, some of the surviving Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons had already begun to attack.
A strong man cutting off his own wrist, or rather, abandoning the pawn to save the chariot.
In itself, such a plan was not bad, but Tian Xiaojian's face was full of pity, without the slightest trace of worry.
"Idiots!"
His soft murmur entered their ears.
What happened next seemed to prove every guess. The attacks of those Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons not only failed to resolve the calamity before them, but instead seemed to poke a hornet's nest.
Whether treasures or secret arts, the moment they came into contact with a burning Heavenly Demon, they ignited with a whoosh. Then their masters, too, as if bitten by venomous snakes, sank into the sea of fire.
No one could block it, and no one was exempt.
The might of this flame was truly too terrifying.
Thus, little by little, numbers gathered into many. In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, more than a hundred thousand elite devils were all reduced to ash and smoke.
The sky became clear again. Of the Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons still alive, only a dozen or so remained.
All of them were Demon Venerable-level powerhouses.
Now, they still had the advantage in numbers, but every last one of them had faces pale to the extreme.
The gazes they cast toward Tian Xiaojian were filled even more with unease. "You... you're a devil."
"A devil? For that word to come from the mouths of you Outer-Domain Heavenly Demons, don't you find it a little laughable?"
Tian Xiaojian was somewhat caught between laughter and tears, but very quickly,