"Trying to leave? Too bad—you're too late!" A tremendous shout descended from the sky, followed by an incomparably terrifying pressure that swept down like towering waves.
Then, a group of more than a dozen people appeared and completely surrounded Ye Xiwen and Manyun's foothold. At their head was a Greater Demon. What was surprising was that one of his eyes was a hollow cavity, as though it had been gouged out by some enormous force.
Devil Race bodies generally possessed powerful regenerative abilities. Unless they suffered fatal injuries, they could recover well.
Yet there was not the slightest sign that his missing eye was healing.
The One-Eyed Bandit's powerful blood energy surged forth like monstrous waves, sending chills through everyone's hearts.
Behind him, the dozen or so Devil Race experts all possessed fierce and tyrannical auras. They came from various races, and all were terrifying experts above the Celestial Realm. The weakest among them were Celestial Realm Second Stage experts; most were at the Celestial Realm Third Stage, with two Celestial Realm Fourth Stage experts. As for the One-Eyed Bandit himself, his cultivation was unfathomable, likely no weaker than the Celestial Realm Sixth Stage.
"The One-Eyed Bandit. I never expected to encounter the famed One-Eyed Bandit here!" Manyun said with a faint smile, seemingly not panicked in the least. "Legend has it that everyone who sees the One-Eyed Bandit must die. Is that true?"
"That's right. Leaving no survivors is our style!" the One-Eyed Bandit said with a cold laugh.
"That eye of yours still hurts every moment, doesn't it? This is the secret art of our Asura Race. No matter what race you have attached yourself to, you will never be able to undo it!" Manyun said unhurriedly.
Only then did Ye Xiwen learn that the One-Eyed Bandit's eye