To the Asura, the Asura King was a godlike existence.
Under everyone's gaze, the Asura King stood on the battlefield, looking up at the vast sky and watching the snow swirling down. A lonely expression appeared on his face. Amid the respectful cries, he gazed forlornly at the sky, his figure utterly alone.
The heavens and earth fell silent, with only the howling wind remaining. Hundreds of thousands knelt in the snow, quietly waiting for that person...
With a sigh in his heart, Asura took one step forward. At the same time, the temperature between heaven and earth plummeted. The already freezing world grew even colder as he looked down from the sky.
A frigid voice pierced through the snow and reached the ears of every Asura: "All of you, rise!"
Chapter 1012: The Asura King
The Asura King composed his expression, burying all his loneliness and desolation deep in his heart. He stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn and dignified, and declared loudly, "From today onward, the Spirit Realm will belong to the era of the Asura. From this moment on, let us begin conquering everything."
His words caused countless Asura to roar with excitement. At that moment, they were already filled with fanaticism.
The enormous Asura army automatically parted to form a path. They knelt low in awe, and at the rear of the formation, the grim-faced Asura King strode along the several-thousand-zhang-long passage. He casually swept his hand, and a terrifying arc suddenly transformed into a bloody shadow in the sky, instantly causing devastating damage.
The sky suddenly exploded with a mass of lightning. At the same time, large numbers of Fierce Ghosts charging at the front were torn apart by the bloody arc. With nothing more than a casual wave, he had