Amid the Nightmare Roar shockwaves, like ghostly howls that pierced straight into the depths of primordial spirits and souls, the Ironclad Demons and the Devil Race army in the distance blanketed by the soundwaves suddenly swayed from side to side as though drunk.
The Ironclad Demons, each originally so ferocious as to be impervious to blades and spears, now had dazed eyes and staggered about like lambs awaiting slaughter.
The vanguard army carrying out the punch-through tactic targeted their vital points, killing each with a single stroke.
With the support of the Mystic Gate Clone's innate Divine Abilities and Secret Arts, the army began punching through at high speed once more.
Yet those struck by the Mystic Gate Clone's improved Nightmare Roar shockwaves were not merely the Devil Race army.
They also included the four Devil Race Dao Realm experts and one Primordial Wa Ling Clan Dao Realm expert who had charged ahead the fastest.
Caught off guard by the Nightmare Roar's impact, these Dao Realm experts were also affected. Their primordial spirits were shaken, and their reactions to their surroundings became incomparably sluggish.
With a shriek that split gold and shattered stone, Arm-Connecting Fire Monkey King Sun Ba raised both arms and seized two Devil Race Dao Realm experts whose primordial spirits had been injured, along with that Wa Ling Dao Realm expert.
"Ha ha, brother, catch!"
The Primordial Wa Ling Clan Dao Realm expert was hurled directly toward Ye Zhen by the Arm-Connecting Fire Monkey King. At the instant he was thrown over, the immense force and flames in the Arm-Connecting Fire Monkey King's palm had already smashed the Wa Ling Dao Realm expert's bones to pulp, nearly crushing him apart.
"Thanks, Monkey Bro!"
Laughing loudly, countless green lights shot out from Ye Zhen's body and wrapped around