"That youth is fierce by nature, his momentum like charging thunder. He is no ordinary creature. You must not underestimate him!" a Dog Demon elder reprimanded them.
In less than half a day, that youth from Demon Heaven had slaughtered nearly ten King Realm demons.
Someone like him could never be judged by ordinary standards.
"Elder Black Marvel, however fierce he is, he is still only one man. I refuse to believe he would dare show himself before a hundred demons!"
A particularly brawny Demon General of the hound clan spoke coldly. His hair was dark and heavy, gleaming with a strangely bewitching black luster. When he focused his gaze, terrifying demonic script gathered in his pupils. Clearly, his demonic powers were astonishing.
It had to be said: fine mountains and fine waters nurtured fine demons.
Though all were Dog Demons, those of the Nether Realm were vastly different from those of the Mortal World.
The Demon General who had just spoken harbored a trace of mottled ancient blood within him. His origins were extraordinary, and he, too, had inherited the Calamity Hound bloodline. As his eyes opened and closed, wisps of black calamity smoke actually surged toward him from the depths of the void.
Calamity Hounds were born craving fire.
Wherever they went, black smoke filled the void.
In a sense, they were a source of calamity and chaos.
"Since he doesn't dare show himself, Mountain Lord, why not deal with this woman right here and give us a feast for the eyes?" a Dog Demon asked with a sinister laugh.
Mu Qinghan's face was deathly pale, her lovely features devoid of any color. She understood that without a miracle, she would soon suffer inhuman humiliation.
In despair, she stirred the sword light within her, seeking to end her