Dark blue demonic clouds continued to drift closer, spreading into a vast haze. Countless mosquitoes seemed to swarm wildly within it.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of demonic beasts with human heads and serpent bodies were shrieking and struggling violently, their bodies covered in countless tiny black mosquitoes. After a frenzied barrage of bites, they were riddled with pits of every size, then reduced to dry bones.
Before long, even the bones could not be preserved; they were devoured without a trace.
Terror swept through the entire Ta Snake Tribe like a gale. Everywhere the eye could see had become a dark blue world, with sand and dust swirling through the sky. The clouds engulfed not only the hundreds of thousands of robust Ta Snake tribesmen gathered for the sacrifice, but also the elderly, women, and children in the surrounding regions.
Screams rang out without end. Old Devil was far too powerful within the dark blue demonic clouds. Though this small tribe's elders had reached the Primordial Spirit Devil Body realm, even with hundreds of thousands of tribesmen, they still had no strength to stand against him.
From the moment the Spirit-Devouring Nether Emperor appeared, the battle had been one-sided. The Ta Snake Tribe's people were constantly devoured until not even their bones remained. They could not even withstand the Spirit-Devouring Mosquitoes, let alone see Old Devil. In this short time, nearly ten thousand had already died or been injured. Of the more than six hundred thousand still alive, it seemed they would not last much longer.
The Spirit-Devouring Nether Emperor was mysterious beyond measure. In the Devil Realm, he was like a locust swarm, leaving devastation wherever he passed. Centered around the altar, shrieks of despair rang out one after another. Unless something unexpected happened, the Ta