"If I tell you, will you spare my life?"
An old demon whose demonic flames surged like a sea grew afraid and wanted to surrender.
Though Niu Qi was nearby.
Xiao Chen's mastery of the Dao reached the heavens.
He had already secretly sealed off heaven and earth with king source energy.
They had tried many times just now.
Yet none could send their divine senses out.
Between heaven and earth.
An invisible net seemed to stretch.
Blocking every demonic thought.
"No!" Xiao Chen shook his head.
For their own selfish desires.
Scarlet Thunder had been destroyed.
A million living beings had been reduced to blood.
The Fire Demon Saint Race's sins towered to the heavens.
They were beyond forgiveness.
Leaving their corpses intact.
Was already the utmost mercy.
If they wanted more!
That was utterly impossible!
"If there's no way to live, why should we reveal anything? Brothers, attack together and kill this brat!" the old demon roared, demonic flames billowing.
He was a fierce general of the Saint Race.
Originally.
He should have followed Niu Qi into battle.
Offering cities in blood sacrifice.
But he had feared the danger and volunteered to stay behind.
He had thought.
He could rest easy without a care!
Who could have imagined.
Xiao Chen would come charging out of the sky.
Reborn through nirvana.
To suppress the gathered demons.
Now.
He was utterly distraught.
He regretted having been so blind just moments before.
Volunteering to stay behind.
One misstep had become an everlasting regret!
The old demon soared through the air.
His blue brocade robe shattered.
Revealing his true form.
In an instant.
A terrifying, monstrous horse covered in sharp blue spines, with vicious claws and fangs and dim yellow eyes, appeared in the sky, reared toward the heavens, and charged at