Looking at the boundless giant hand that was large enough to blot out the sky and cover the sun, the Howling Heaven Demon King, who had roamed the Demon Kingdom for nearly a thousand years, felt as though the blood throughout his body had begun to stagnate.
Since breaking through to fourth-tier supreme-grade, he had only felt such overwhelming pressure from his own Old Ancestor.
Had an enemy from another Demon Kingdom launched a sneak attack, or had Human Cultivators bypassed the Ancient Alliance?
In an instant, countless thoughts surfaced one after another in his mind. Very quickly, he recognized the reality: this time, he was likely doomed.
Even so, he could not possibly sit still and wait for death!
"Roar—"
With a heaven-shaking howl, the Howling Heaven Demon King immediately revealed his true form—a Striped-Eyed White-Forehead Tiger. Its body was like a small mountain, its protruding fangs each several dozen zhang long. Most eye-catching of all were its pair of ferocious, round tiger eyes, their pupils gleaming with brilliant gold.
He rose onto his hind legs and used his claws to meet the giant hand descending from the heavens head-on.
"Boom—"
The instant they made contact, the Howling Heaven Demon King felt as though he had crashed into an immovable mountain. His bones trembled uncontrollably, the rocks beneath his feet shattered, and half his body was driven into the mountainside. Even the remaining half of the Spirit Peak split open with a massive crack.
Flocks of Demonic Birds took flight in terror, Demon Beasts fled for their lives in panic, and the Great Demons who had once stood high above all others now seemed as tiny as ants.
As the most talented Bloodline Descendant of the Golden-Eyed Demon Lord, the Howling Heaven Demon King had almost completely inherited the