When the Wolf Demon God charged to within a single meter of Ye Ling, faint ash-gray energy flickered around Ye Ling's body. In an instant, Ye Ling vanished from where he stood and left the area.
He had appeared fifty meters away. How Ye Ling had moved was something even the Wolf Demon God, a demon god equivalent to a Peak Eighth Tier human powerhouse, could not detect.
At that moment, an exceptionally dazzling pair of Wings of Light emerged behind Ye Ling. They flapped continuously as he hovered in midair, looking down at the Wolf Demon God with a faint smile on his face.
Under any other circumstances, he naturally would not have been so arrogant. After all, the spiritual energy within him was limited, and given the gap in strength, he could easily be caught by someone at the Wolf Demon God's level.
It was a Demon God, after all!
Using such special skills a few times would expose far too many flaws.
But the situation now was different. After all, above them stood one of humanity's foremost powerhouses, watching everything unfold as he had just donned his equipment and prepared for battle.
"What?" The Wolf Demon God was horrified. With its strength, it had actually let Ye Ling—a mere weakling, a Fourth Rank human—escape?
How was that possible?
This was utterly absurd.
It completely shattered the Wolf Demon God's worldview.
"How did he get away?" the Wolf Demon God asked itself. But the answer came from Long Xingyu, seated atop the Divine Seal, who released wave after wave of Chains of Light that completely bound the Wolf Demon God, leaving it unable to move.
At the same time, the Soldiers of Slaughter that came with the Slaughter Throne immediately emerged and charged downward.
In the blink of