When Locke arrived in person before the Demon Cave Master, wrapped in an incomparably dense Destruction Tide, the entire Core Battlefield of Demon Cave Time-Space seemed to sink in an instant.
The Destruction Demon God had not stepped onto the battlefield alone.
Beneath his feet was a Level-12 Sand Race Creature so enormous it blotted out vast stretches of the starry sky.
Karuman, this Level-12 Mid-Stage Sandstorm Being that had once belonged to Qisha Time-Space, had now become part of the Destruction Divine Kingdom.
Or, more precisely, it had become Destruction Demon God Locke's new mount.
When Karuman's vast true sandstorm form appeared outside the Core Battlefield of Demon Cave Time-Space, wrapped in boundless high-dimensional sand and dust, its momentum was astonishing.
Endless sandstorms intertwined with the Destruction Tide rising from Locke's body, forming a violent dimensional storm mixed with black-gray and dark gold.
Deep within the storm, Locke stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
Merely standing there, he already caused the surrounding Demon Cave Time-Space Origin to show obvious suppression and tremors.
The Demon Cave Master looked at Locke, his expression turning extremely ugly.
If what the Evil Spirit King brought the Demon Cave Master was a kind of irritation and pressure that bit down and refused to let go, then Locke's arrival was true oppression from the level of a level-13 Lord of Dimension.
This was not something a Level-12 Peak could compare with.
Even if the Evil Spirit King was already very close to that threshold.
Even if the Evil Spirit King fought so desperately that even Locke felt a few traces of admiration.
But not having crossed it meant not having crossed it.
Between Locke and the Evil Spirit King, there was still a vast gap in Life Essence.
And now, that gap pressed