"Who is that? How did he charge in here?!"
Someone suddenly cried out in alarm.
Zhan Yan looked up and saw a figure cutting straight through the horde. That figure carried boundless momentum, sweeping everything aside. Those demons were like paper mache, slaughtered cleanly without being able to put up any resistance.
"Who exactly is this person?" Endless killing intent flashed through Zhan Yan's eyes.
All at once, he felt his future become hazy and uncertain, as though it was because of this person's arrival.
At that moment, Ye Xiwen's wanton slaughter seemed to have thoroughly enraged the demons. From among them, a Demon King who could throw the world into chaos charged out. It was a violent ape a thousand zhang tall.
Its strength was clearly far greater than that of the other demons. Wielding an iron staff, it brought it crashing down upon Ye Xiwen with a single blow.
It was a strike that could tear heaven and earth apart. Endless demon qi surged and churned, as though they had returned to the flourishing age of the ancient Demon Race Heavenly Court.
Bang!
Just as everyone thought Ye Xiwen was about to be smashed to death alive, they saw him raise a hand and actually catch the terrifying magical weapon, formed from countless streams of sweeping demon qi, with his bare hand.
Buzz!
The tremendous power of both sides continued to collide, erupting in wave after wave of humming. Then, the iron staff suddenly began to shake violently. Cracks spread across its entire body, and in an instant, it transformed into black demon qi that filled the sky and spread in every direction.
Before anyone could react, a pillar of bloody light descended from the heavens like a sharp sword, piercing straight through the violent ape's chest.
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