Nine Forbidden Arts

Tu Zaichuan had run. All because that brief delay just now had caused Nie Li to fail to catch up to Tu Zaichuan in the end.

Its descendants had been slaughtered, it had been gravely wounded, and in the end, because of the obstruction of these ants below, it had been unable to kill Tu Zaichuan.

Tu Zaichuan deserved death, and every one of the humans below had to die as well!

Nie Li looked at the terror in the expressions of the humans on the fleet's decks, and a trace of delight bloomed in its eyes.

This was exactly the fear of death it wanted. What Nie Li wanted to see was these humans facing it in that panicked, helpless, powerless state.

Nie Li's gaze shifted, looking toward the human in midair.

Among so many people below, only this human at the Aperture Unification Realm Peak had a calm face.

Nie Li did not like that calm. A mere Aperture Unification Realm martial artist—how dared he show such an expression before it!

That its strike just now had failed to kill him, and that even the entire fleet had not been damaged, had somewhat surprised Nie Li.

It was precisely because it sensed that these humans on the fleet had not died that, after failing to hunt down Tu Zaichuan, Nie Li had turned back and chased after them again.

Ants could be killed or spared, because these people would have no effect on Tu Zaichuan at all. But killing ants could vent its rage, and what Nie Li needed right now was to pour out the fury in its heart.

On the decks, whether Body Refining Realm or Aperture Refining Realm, everyone was now pressed by the Demon King's Aura until they could not move.

Even Aperture Unification