The terrifying might displayed by the two crystal cannons left every Demon King fearing for their own safety.
They had seen it clearly. Because the two shots had overlapped in target, part of their energy had worn against and canceled each other out. Had they struck Demon King Firecloud's upper and lower body separately, he would likely already have been dead.
Likewise, if the two shots had not struck Firecloud simultaneously but had instead targeted two different opponents, they could have caught them off guard and inflicted severe injuries on at least two of them.
Losing two members was no great loss to their force, but no one wanted to be one of those "removed." They all understood that this great war was their final chance to distinguish themselves as the main force. Once they missed it, such an opportunity would never come again.
Once the restrictions of the Ancient Vow were lifted, the scale of future wars was destined to rise ever higher. By then, even Demon Sovereigns would Personally Act, while Demon Lords would become the pillars of the clan. Cultivators at their level could only remain active at the edges of the battlefield. When that time came, forget earning merit—even if they wanted to scrape together some credit for hardship, no one might remember them.
If they did not wish to sink into obscurity, they had to carve a bloody path through this battlefield. Only by establishing enough merit could they prove their worth. Those with value would receive the cultivation of Demon Lords and even Demon Sovereigns, allowing them to stand out rather than fade among the masses.
This war had only just begun, and the road ahead was still long. No one wanted to be eliminated at such a time.
Azure Falcon Demon King and