Night Emperor Demon Lord!

Boom!

The four Demon Lords stepped forward at the same time, their ferocious and terrifying demonic aura sweeping across the entire White Bone Plaza as though it had substance. Behind them, four enormous phantoms slowly rose—behind the Nine-Lives Demon Lord stood a gigantic nine-tailed cat, its vertical pupils glimmering faintly as its nine tails stirred the void; the black mist around the Night Emperor Demon Lord condensed into a bat with a wingspan of a thousand zhang, the veins in its wing membranes clearly visible; behind the Demon Lord Zhuyin coiled a massive dark-green python, its scales gleaming with poisonous light; beneath the Celestial Elephant Demon Lord stood a hundred-zhang demonic elephant, its tusks piercing the heavens, its trunk stirring so violently that even the void trembled.

The phantoms of the four colossal beasts bared their fangs and claws, their demonic auras weaving into a heavy canopy overhead. In the plaza, some low-cultivation Martial Artists felt their legs go weak, the spiritual power within their bodies surging out of control as if it were about to burst through their meridians. Some turned deathly pale and staggered back several steps, their hands clutching their weapons shaking without stop.

"Four Half-Step True Lord Demon Lords... how are we supposed to fight this?"

"Run! Staying here means certain death!"

Fear spread through the crowd, and the forces from several second- and third-rate factions had already begun quietly retreating.

"Stop!"

A furious roar exploded like thunder. Lei Jiu stepped out from the crowd, his towering body bare from the waist up, muscles knotted like dragons. Blue-violet lightning coiled around him, crackling sharply. He held a giant axe in each hand, lightning surging across the axe blades. The pressure of a Ninth-Grade Martial Venerable erupted without restraint, colliding head-on with the demonic aura of the