Killing Intent

Iron fists rained down, unleashing a series of explosive booms through the air! They were like the thunder of the rain god on a stormy night, endless and deafening!

Knowing that Satan had built up all this force and wouldn't stop until she had vented it properly, Xuan Sheng fought while retreating, darting toward the outskirts of the city!

If they really started fighting inside the Royal City, the demons probably wouldn't even have time to rest before being jolted awake again and forced to clean up the destruction wrought by this tyrant.

"Stop running!"

Fully aware that His Majesty's strength had now grown beyond his own limits, Satan had fallen into the same predicament as Belphegor!

She wanted to see what that next level of power truly looked like!

Above the Royal City, as countless residents looked up in trembling fear, two flickering figures sped away, accompanied along the way by countless sharp, staccato sounds of fists and feet colliding...

"Ha... Aren't you drawing your blade?"

Satan had charged up the mountain through the night, sweat beading on her forehead. Though her aura continued to swell, the Wrathful Demon King still couldn't break through the defenses of the man before her!

"I don't need a weapon. As long as you're happy."

Xuan Sheng shook his slightly numb palm. After taking blow after blow until his hand hurt, he still had no intention of going all out.

"How boring."

Satan likewise removed the scale armor that had risen over her body from her agitation. Dressed lightly, she launched another fierce assault!

A fist filled with rage staggered Xuan Sheng, who had been caught off guard. At last, Satan had found an opening. Along with the sharp light in her eyes, flames of fury blazed around her body!

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