"Andre, I meant to spare your life. But if you insist on dying, I'll oblige!"
Saunders waved his hand viciously.
"Attack!"
At his command, more than a dozen figures struck at once.
The Demon King among them charged ahead, going straight for Andre.
Boom!
Their weapons slammed together, sending out a powerful shockwave.
Black was nearly blown away, but Andre grabbed him and pulled him behind him.
From there, Black got a close look at a battle between Demon Kings.
When Martial Artists of the Transcendent Seventh and Eighth Heaven fought, they conjured Dharma Bodies, making for a dazzling spectacle.
At the Transcendent Ninth Heaven, the Dharma Body merged into the body to form a domain. Every move seemed capable of raising a thousand waves and moving ten thousand mountains.
But a battle between Demon Kings had no such flash. Every move met its counterpart head-on.
It almost looked like a return to simplicity.
Yet sheltered behind Andre, Black could clearly sense Law Power pouring from every move Andre and the opposing Demon King made.
Every exchange was a clash of Laws.
Every strike was a Killing Move aimed at a vital point.
One slip meant death.
It was countless times more dangerous than a battle between Transcendent Martial Artists!
Black learned something from every move.
But...
Just as Black was hungrily studying the clash between the Two Demon Kings...
The others had no intention of letting him.
"Die, you bastard!"
As a woman's shrill cry rang out, a figure appeared behind Black. Domain Power swept over him, pinning him in place.
A Ninth Tier domain expert!
Black did not panic. The moment the domain enveloped him, Law Power rippled out from Andre and shattered it.
Using a domain before a Demon King? What a joke.
Crack!
The domain broke.