The Nether Demon Lord had barely finished shouting when an illusory figure of him appeared in front of the Void Exotic Beast, while his true body still stood in the distance.
"Bang!" A scepter appeared in the illusory figure's hand as well. The Nether Demon Lord's phantom swung it, and a streak of black light appeared, forcefully knocking the Void Exotic Beast back.
Hit by the Nether Demon Lord's attack, the Void Exotic Beast was sent several yards backward.
At the same time, it let out another mournful cry.
Only then did the Nether Demon Lord's true body, standing in the distance, disperse.
Seeing this scene, the members of the Devil Race were all dumbstruck.
They had never expected the Nether Demon Lord to break through to the Third-Tier Divine Realm at this critical moment.
Their faces immediately lit up with delighted smiles.
Because they had seen the might of the Nether Demon Lord's attack just now. Not to mention killing the Void Exotic Beast—
At the very least, with the Nether Demon Lord protecting them, they should have no trouble leaving this stretch of the void.
Amid this atmosphere of celebration, only two people wore somewhat ugly expressions.
Elder Xing and Elder He had originally planned to wait until they returned to the Nether Realm, then immediately incite the other four clans, who had lost their patriarchs this time, to cause trouble.
They wanted the Nether Demon Lord to take full responsibility for the defeat of this campaign.
They might not be able to strip him of his position as Devil Lord, but at the very least, they would make him agree to more of their demands.
Now, however, he had broken through to the Third-Tier Divine Realm at this moment. For them, this was hardly good news.
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