Forbidden Sea, depths.
Several great demons of the Crystal Horn Race were chatting and laughing, smiles on their faces.
Suddenly.
The captain at their head—the great demon who had awakened a third-grade bloodline divine ability—felt as though needles were pricking his back, as if some immense terror was about to descend from the unseen.
At once.
His expression changed, but before he could make a move—
The next instant.
An incomparably bizarre sword flash swept through the void, and the sky lit up in an instant.
When they looked again, that great demon of overwhelmingly formidable battle prowess had already lost all life.
Even the demon infant within his Sea of Consciousness had been erased in that instant.
Bang!
Like a statue, the great demon plunged straight down toward the boundless ocean beneath the sea of clouds.
At the same time.
Cheng Buzheng, hidden within a fold of the void, emerged as well, standing amid the sea of clouds high in the heavens.
Immediately after!
With a sweep of his hand.
Every treasure carried by that great demon fell into his grasp.
At the same time.
The lifeless great demon, statue-like as it was, erupted with boundless Sword Qi in an instant and turned into nothingness.
The entire process had been so swift as to defy belief. Even the great demons who had just been chatting merrily had yet to react.
The smiles on their faces had not even faded.
However.
By the time the remaining great demons came to their senses, what faced them was an illusory river of Sword Qi.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!!
Having lost their strongest fighter, the remaining great demons of the Crystal Horn Race had no way to evade this blow, much less resist it.
Their fate was plain to see.
Likewise, no miracle occurred.