Seeing Through

Before long, Peak Demigod Realm experts and even Demigod King Realm experts flew in from afar. Three remained behind to hold the fort, while the rest hurried after Zhou Leng in the direction he had left. The three Demigods stood in midair, looking down with grim expressions.

That explosive power was solidly at the Peak Demigod Realm, closing in on the Demigod King Realm.

The key was that the Demigods here were the cream of the Demons' elite, the absolute main force for the future Ten Realms War.

Now, not a single one remained.

Even one Peak Demigod Realm expert had fallen.

On the God-Ascension Stairway, Zhou Leng and Blood of Tyranny had joined forces to kill nearly two thousand Demon Demigods.

Once the Two-World Barrier weakened, before the two sides had even formally gone to war, Zhou Leng alone had killed nearly another two thousand Demigods.

Adding the ordinary casualties during the God-Ascension Stairway's process, more than half of the Demon Demigods had vanished in just one short year.

In Demon Prison's ten thousand years of history, nothing like this had ever happened.

How did he dare?

Was he not afraid of the Demons' retaliation?

Yet whenever they recalled Zhou Leng's warning, the Demons gnashed their teeth in hatred.

Not long afterward, the Peak Demigods and Demigod Kings who had pursued him flew back.

"How was it?"

"He has the Dragon God Armament. His speed is close to that of a Demigod King. Unless the Lords act, no one can do anything to him."

The Demigods fell silent.

The Demon Lords cherished their lives more than any Demigod. Even if every other Demon were slaughtered, they would never leave the layer of the world they occupied.

Within their own layers, they could contend with Void Gods.

But outside their