Yet he was calculating inwardly: if possible, he would give the Crocodile Crown Prince a vicious blow and bury him here for good.
If anyone had known of this thought, they would surely have found it earth-shattering. The Crocodile Crown Prince was no ordinary Transcendent Realm Eighth Heaven expert. Even Transcendent Realm Ninth Heaven experts found it difficult to do anything to people like them, who could step into the Transcendent Realm Ninth Heaven at any moment.
Even ordinary Transcendent Realm Eighth Heaven experts would not dare entertain such thoughts. One misstep, and they could be blasted to death on the spot by the Crocodile Crown Prince's counterattack.
But Ye Xiwen was naturally no ordinary person. He had certainly made every preparation.
With the Demon Wings, he was confident that he could deal the Crocodile Crown Prince a fatal blow at the crucial moment.
For now, though, he could only watch. More and more fiends appeared around them, seemingly summoned by that giant demon.
The giant demon was the king of this area. It was extremely troublesome. Transcendent Realm experts, rarely seen in the outside world, poured out here like cabbages.
No one knew how many years this Sealed Land had existed. Undisturbed by the outside world, thousands upon thousands of Transcendent Realm fiends were scattered throughout it.
Any fiend below the Transcendent Realm would quickly be devoured by other fiends and converted into their strength. These fiends did not care whether their prey was of their own kind. They had long since lost their reason. Shut away in this sunless place every moment of every day, they were even more savage and bloodthirsty than the Devil Race in the devil realm—true great fiends.
"Die for this prince!" the Crocodile Crown Prince sneered. The Crystal Long Spear in his hand