What had happened?
Azure Demon sat firmly on the foremost throne among the Ten Southern Demons, a veteran of the first echelon, an elder among elders.
When Corrupt Demon took demons as disciples and personally imparted the Myriad Demon Origin Chapter, Azure Demon had been among the first class of students.
Under its leadership, the Demon Race had fought the Hundred Sect Alliance led by Great Prince, and its fierce reputation had grown ever more rampant.
Such a great demon was practically the foremost demon beneath Corrupt Demon.
Even if a Heavenly Sect master came, Azure Demon could trade blows with him.
And yet...
Xing Ke, a volunteer of the God of Release Cult and a Late Strong Martial expert, had held off Azure Demon by himself.
The upper echelons of several provinces—the provincial governors and prefectural lords—were all dumbfounded. What was going on?
As Grandmasters, they had fought Azure Demon countless times and knew full well how troublesome great demons were. Though their strength was enough to defeat them, demonic creatures possessed such overwhelming vitality that completely eradicating them was exceedingly difficult.
Only after the Demon Transformation Cauldron appeared had it become possible to slaughter great demons in large numbers.
Yet Xing Ke had gone forth alone, empty-handed, and matched Azure Demon. The secret arts of the God of Release Cult were simply too formidable.
If one calculated it, how many realms had he crossed to fight above his level?
"It should be the Western Hall Master's brilliance. Those incantations formed from written characters are utterly different from the Witch Clan's spoken spells. Using text as their vessel allows them to bring out the God of Release Cult's strengths."
As far as Zhou You's eyes could see, golden characters flowed across Xing Ke's body. Rooted in his own strength,