In less than five minutes, a black line came streaking rapidly across the horizon.
That escape speed was clearly unique to avian creatures.
Even Wang Wu could not match it at this moment.
How could he possibly compare?
An ordinary swallow could fly at a hundred kilometers per hour, let alone a swallow Great Demon that cultivated—and a second-grade one at that. It could easily fly hundreds of thousands of li back and forth in a single day. When Wu Shui City had been attacked two years ago, the demon soldiers sent back with messages had mostly been these little swift demons.
That was truly badass!
During the last raid on the West Sea Coast, one of the two second-grade Great Demons left behind to cover the retreat had been a swift, and it had been an elder of that Swallow True Person.
"Brother Xiong Wu, I trust you have been well!"
The voice carried from afar. Before it had even faded, a cold-faced man had appeared before Wang Wu. He grabbed Swallow True Person and carried him away. While still in midair, he repeatedly unleashed divine abilities, trying to break the Blood Qi Divine Talisman. Yet after three seconds, he obediently set Swallow True Person back where he had been. A smile finally appeared on his formerly cold face.
A second-grade Great Demon!
One of the six great generals under the Left Demon Emperor.
His name seemed to be Feichen or something. Like that General Iron Waist, though Iron Waist seemed to have died.
How pitiful.
"Brother Xiong Wu, my son lacks virtue and has no filter on his tongue. He actually dared to offend the princess—death would not be enough to atone for it! But I hope Brother Xiong Wu will spare his life for the sake of