Demon Shadow Veils the Heavens

The roc Wang Daoyuan had transformed into seized Wang Ming in its talons and circled once before the Devil Cultivators.

These Devil Cultivators had never wanted to keep selling their lives to the Devil Race in the first place. Now, they were surrounded layer upon layer by the Human Race.

The Devil Race showed no intention of acting, and their leader had been captured alive. There was no longer any meaning in resisting.

True Man Yunhe shouted, "Those who surrender will be spared. Those who stubbornly resist will suffer Soul Extraction and Spirit Refining."

At those words, the Devil Cultivators immediately put away their magic artifacts, dispersed their spells, and remained hovering in the air.

True Man Yunhe asked, "Which one of you is the leader?"

A Devil Cultivator answered cautiously, "It's that fellow beneath the roc's claws. That son of a bitch got addicted to being the Devil Race's dog.

He usually relied on the Devil Race to bully us.

We had long intended to surrender, but he was determined not to.

Several fellow cultivators tried to escape and surrender to you all, but he caught them and had them executed."

Pinned down by Wang Daoyuan, Wang Ming still cursed incessantly. "You lowly Human Race scum, if you obediently surrender to the Sacred Race now, you may yet have a way to live.

If you remain stubbornly obsessed, once the Sacred Race sweeps through the Northern Abyss, all of you and your families will become food for the Sacred Race."

Hearing this, Wang Daoyuan cursed, "What beast crawled out from under a rock? You've even forgotten who your ancestors were.

The Devil Race sent you out to die, and you think that's something glorious?

Now that I've captured you, why don't I see the Devil Race coming out to