Gods and Devils Li Qingshan returned to his seat, his expression calm, as though that strike just now had been a casual gesture.
Yet across the entire Cloud Sea Platform, everyone's gazes remained fixed upon him, unable to move away for a long while.
Primeval Devil Saint had been injured.
Before everyone's eyes, he had been wounded by a five-star Gods and Devils.
They found it hard to believe. Was Gods and Devils Li Qingshan simply too strong, or was Primeval Devil Saint too weak?
Could it be that the Devil Master's disciple was not as powerful as they had imagined?
Even so, no one dared to casually challenge Primeval Devil Saint. Not everyone possessed the foundations of the Gods and Devils Clan.
However, just as everyone believed that no one would dare challenge Primeval Devil Saint, several figures could no longer hold themselves back.
They were several peak Immortal Lord young prodigies from a number of small and medium-sized factions.
They thought to themselves that Zhou Yun, merely a five-star Gods and Devils, had been able to injure Primeval Devil Saint. Though their cultivation was inferior to Zhou Yun's, surely taking one strike would not kill them?
One of them was the first to step forward. He cupped his hands toward Primeval Devil Saint, his tone respectful yet carrying a trace of eager excitement. "Lord Saint, this junior is Li Changkong of the Black Wind Devil Sect. I wish to test Lord Saint's strike!"
Primeval Devil Saint's gaze fell upon the man. There was not the slightest emotional ripple in those violet eyes, as if he were looking at a moth flying heedlessly into flame.
He spoke indifferently. "Fine."
The instant his words fell, he did not even raise his hand. He merely flicked a finger casually!
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