The Decisive Battle, Besiege and Kill the Demon King

"Whoosh—"

A pitch-black centipede several hundred zhang long and thicker than a water vat appeared at the horizon. Four pairs of translucent wings grew from its back, while the densely packed insect legs beneath its belly made one's scalp tingle. Most eye-catching of all was the zhang-long horn atop its head.

It was the mark of its powerful bloodline, inherited from the legendary Heavenly Centipede—a ferocious beast that, in the Ancient Era, had been capable of contending with True Dragons.

"The Eight-Winged Demon King—the Eight-Winged Heavenly Centipede!"

"Awooo—"

A colossal Demon Wolf, snow-white from head to toe without a single stray hair, strode through the air. Clouds and mist scattered in its wake, and every step sent ripples spreading through the void. The formidable aura it released struck fear into all who felt it.

On its forehead was a crescent-moon mark, radiating a hazy white glow that cast a silvery sheen over its fur.

"The Howling Moon Wolf King!" Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes. The Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf was a subspecies of the Heavenly Wolf. The Bloodline Power within it stood on the same level as Jinxuan's and was likewise not to be underestimated.

Looking over the Demon Kings who had once ruled the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, apart from the Thunderous Demon King, not a single one had possessed an ordinary bloodline. The theory of bloodline supremacy was displayed to the fullest among the Demon Race.

Four Demon Kings filled the sky, their enormous bodies cramming everyone's field of vision to bursting. They released their surging pressure without restraint, making even space tremble.

Yet when that pressure poured down upon Song Changsheng and the others, a single glance from Su Ding dissipated it into nothingness.

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