"Sunshine Demons are truly terrifying."
In the distance, the disciples of the five major sects witnessed this scene as well. Every one of them felt a chill run through their bones, their bodies trembling as though they had fallen into an ice pit.
They could see huge demons with terrifying auras appearing high in the sky, their demonic energy shooting into the heavens and making the void tremble, as if Demon Kings had been born into the world. Yet they were all shot dead by streak after streak of black light, utterly unable to resist.
These huge demons were as fragile as mosquitoes, dying in batch after batch and turning into countless corpses that crashed onto the earth, their blood staining an entire region red.
It was not that these huge demons were too weak. In truth, every one of them possessed strength sufficient to become an elder of a great sect and dominate an area, existences like Demon Kings.
But such strength was simply not worth mentioning before Sunshine Demons.
Fortunately, the place where they were hiding had long since been covered by a grand array Xia Ping had set up to conceal their auras. Otherwise, they would certainly have been discovered by the Sunshine Demons and turned into their prey.
"Could it be that these three Sunshine Demons have already advanced into the Saint Realm? Otherwise, how could they slaughter that group of huge demons as easily as butchering chickens?" someone asked.
"No, those three Sunshine Demons are still only in the Lightning Tribulation Realm. They have not advanced to the Saint Realm. The reason they are so formidable is entirely because the power of their bloodline is too tyrannical. It is their racial gift—the demonic power within their bodies is more than a thousand times greater than