Whoosh!
The Slayer Devil King transformed into a streak of black light, tearing across the sky as it fled into the distance. It could no longer spare a thought for the lives of its subordinates—saving itself came first.
"Escape? Where do you think you can escape to?! After offending the Underworld God, even if you descend to the eighteenth level of hell, you will not escape death."
Xia Ping sneered and thrust out his spear once more.
At once, a beam of black energy condensed from the netherworld power of hell shot forth. Like a ray of death, it pierced through the sun like a rainbow, ripped apart space itself, and moved so fast that even divine sense could not catch it.
"If you want to kill me, the Slayer Devil King, it won't be that easy."
The Slayer Devil King sensed a fatal crisis. Its hairs stood on end, and every cell in its body screamed a warning: if it was struck by this move, its soul would surely be annihilated, leaving it to die without even a burial ground.
Death-Cutting Array!
It roared, mobilizing all the demonic power within its body. A grand array formed in midair, and beam after beam of cutting light surged from within it, slicing through space.
In the span of a breath, the array took shape, seeming to become a chessboard filled everywhere with dense cutting lines that contained terrifying power of destruction.
This was the Slayer Devil King's strongest move. Once, when it had used this attack, it had instantly wiped out a human city with a population of hundreds of millions, cutting every living being within into countless pieces.
Even the land beneath its reach had been sliced into powder and reduced to nothingness. Not a single man or beast had