Whether Qin Yi would be dumbfounded when he learned of it was another matter. At this moment, Nine Infants, observing from the Heavenly Palace, was truly about to be dumbfounded.
The demons remaining in the rift valley had not originally been very strong. They mainly relied on the ancient Demon Soul array to hold their ground. What should have been a simple offensive—pull out Saint Dragon Peak and be done with it—had somehow turned into this miserable state. The Dragon Soul released from the jade talisman, something that had seemed ten parts certain, had inexplicably been sent back by some prearranged time-reversal array, turning it into a head-on war.
Then Chenghuang had proven unexpectedly powerful. She had nearly blasted the Seven Lights Control Array into nothing within a few breaths... Fine, that was still bearable. After all, she was a Demon King.
But then even a Supreme Purity treasure had been brought forth. The Demon King could not withstand it, and before Nine Infants could even take pride in its successful fine control, everything had utterly collapsed before the rampaging Soaring Serpent.
Zhao Wuhuai had not made any mistake. These two demons were simply too powerful.
The Soaring Serpent in particular was so powerful that even Nine Infants felt a measure of alarm.
They were both serpentine creatures, yet the Soaring Serpent's divinity and ferocity were more terrifying than its own—far more terrifying.
Back then, the demonic creatures spoken of in the same breath as Nine Infants were Ya Yu, Zao Chi, Feng Xi, Great Wind, and many other things people had never even heard of. Those lot were still its direct troops, birds of a feather flocking together. But who stood alongside the Soaring Serpent? Sun Torch Dragon, Moon Netherglare, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise... That