Demon Abyss World.
Near an endless stretch of towering mountains lay an ordinary settlement of living beings, some distance from the great cities. After all, not every place was suitable for life to settle and thrive. Though they wished to live near a city, they could only choose this place.
Places like this, lacking powerful guardians, were also easily ravaged by demons.
"Ah."
"Ah."
Screams and cries of agony echoed through the valley as weak lives were harvested like livestock.
This was a merciless slaughter.
"Hahaha..." The demon shrouded in Black Mist let out an excited laugh.
Normally, demons entrenched nearby would not slaughter so recklessly, as that would be draining the pond to catch the fish. They did not want to wipe out all these lives and then be forced to risk entering cities guarded by powerful protectors.
But some demons did not care about such things. They acted entirely as they pleased.
Before long, the entire settlement had been slaughtered clean, leaving behind only deathly silence.
The demon left, thoroughly satisfied.
Not long afterward, a red figure appeared there and saw the scene.
He had black hair, wore a crimson battle robe, carried a warblade on his back, and possessed eyes as sharp as knife edges.
"Demon!"
He sensed the surroundings, and his gaze turned even colder. "It shouldn't have gone far."
Whoosh. His figure became a streak of light as he gave chase.
Not long after, he caught up to the demon in a wilderness, and a fierce battle erupted.
"Boom!"
The demon had initially been unconcerned, because its opponent's aura belonged only to an ordinary Mind Technique Master.
That was, an Eternal True God.
In battles between those of the same level, demons were generally a notch stronger than Mind Technique Masters.
But when the young