What was that thing?
A living being from this Lower Plane?
Such thoughts inevitably surged through the heart of the Demon Spirit Clan's king, but an instant later, the astonishment on his face was replaced by viciousness.
No matter what it was, since it had appeared here, it could only blame its own bad luck—and go to hell!
Yet that person seemed utterly unaware, as if he did not even know the calamity about to descend.
Until he gently waved a hand.
Flames of starkly different colors within and without burst forth. Like ripples spreading when a stone fell into still water, the outer layer was the dusky yellow of the sun sinking below the horizon, while within was a dazzling blue-purple like the moment after Night Sky descended.
Even a single glance made one's eyes uncontrollably feel an unbearably intense burning sensation.
A ripple-like Fire Mark swept through space. His palm strike collided with it, yet failed to stop it in the slightest; in a single instant, it was completely devoured by that strange flame.
What was this thing?!
The Demon Spirit Clan's king, who had still carried a hint of contempt moments ago, was startled. Instinctively, he tried to retreat and avoid the bizarre flame, but in the blink of an eye he was swallowed by the firelight. Without even time to scream, he was burned clean away, without the slightest trace of Demonic Qi remaining.
And as the Demon Spirit Clan's king turned to ash in a single encounter, the countless Demon Spirit Clan members behind him, along with the black clouds and foul winds, were also swept clean by the flame that cleansed all filth.
There were no wails, no pain, not even time to react before they were thoroughly transformed into a harmless part of