Outside Ice Soul Valley, the demons had gathered.
The auras of five King-level beings converged, forcing the demons to prostrate themselves in nameless terror.
A stunning, bewitching figure, cold as frost, stood among the demon kings, her face as icy as snow.
"Xue Ji, speed is essential. We should set out." A colossal lion shadow, a thousand zhang tall, towered in the sky. Of its three enormous heads, the one in the middle slowly spoke, its voice rumbling like thunder.
"It's fine," said a huge spider wreathed in thick, bloody qi, hanging from a nearly transparent strand of web. "There's no way our massive mobilization will escape notice. We're bound to fight Wu Shentong!"
"Hmph! What's there to fear? There are five of us, and only one of him. We're all King-level. No matter how strong he is, what can he do?" A white centipede thousands of meters long coiled through the sky, its savage mouthparts constantly opening and closing.
A palm-sized spider, crystalline from head to toe and glowing with a faint golden light, seemed insignificant before the demon kings. Yet the aura it gave off was far stronger than the Pale Centipede's. Its voice held a hint of complicated emotion. "It's not that simple. You've never truly fought that man, so you can't understand his strength. In my judgment, he seems to have already brushed against that level. Carelessness will only make you pay a heavy price!"
"Moon Spider is right," Xue Ji said. "Wu Shentong, the foremost martial expert in Qing Province, is no empty name. Even though we outnumber him, we must not let our guard down."
"Hmph!"
The Pale Centipede was displeased that the two demons had rejected his words one after the other. He gave a cold snort and said nothing more.
Seeing him