The Thousand Mountains Spectral Army.
Savage and tyrannical.
To every terrifying great demon with a mighty bloodline and an inherited legacy,
they were a nightmare etched into the soul and marrow.
The moment the Thousand Mountains Spectral Army appeared,
the Blood-Winged Dragonfly Demons shuddered in terror.
They retreated, losing ground with every step.
In truth,
even if the Thousand Mountains Spectral Army had not appeared,
many Blood-Winged Dragonfly Demons had already begun thinking of retreat.
Not long before, a white-robed youth had arrived silently with an old demon in black robes, like ghosts upon a shadowy sea.
At first,
the demons had seen that neither had a high cultivation realm.
They had rather looked down on them.
They had sought to exploit their numerical advantage,
swarming them all at once
to subdue them instantly.
Who could have guessed?
The white-robed youth fought with the valor of a god.
All manner of Divine Abilities and secret arts
came with a mere raise of his hand.
Though the Blood-Winged Dragonfly Demons were loyal,
they were not without fear of death.
Seeing how savage the white-robed youth was,
their desire to fight him to the death had waned.
As luck would have it,
the Thousand Mountains Spectral Army descended in all its might just then.
Many Blood-Winged Dragonfly Demons fled without the slightest hesitation!
For one thing,
the Thousand Mountains Spectral Army's fearsome reputation was overwhelming.
They truly were frightened out of their wits.
For another,
Xiao Chen slaughtered demons so ruthlessly that they had long since wanted to retreat.
With the arrival of the Thousand Mountains Spectral Army,
the demons had a slope to ride their donkeys down.
They seized the excuse to flee.
"So this is the legendary Thousand Mountains Spectral Army. Truly astonishing!"
Lao Six gazed at the terrifying Mountain