"Lord Harley, Lord Oliver, how could this be? He's only a Golden Core Realm ant—why is he this strong?"
"Run! Run now! This man is a demon from hell, not human at all!"
"I'll hold him off! Everyone else, run! Ruling Archangels, you must eradicate this hellish demon!"
The angels roared one after another, the urge to flee rising in their hearts.
Some angels even stepped forward voluntarily, intending to cover the others' retreat and win them a sliver of hope for survival.
Yet just as those angels who intended to stay behind spoke up and stepped forward, preparing to unleash the Angel Race's ultimate arts, Xia Ping made his move.
Holding the Spear of Hell, he repeatedly executed the spear techniques of the Spear of Hell-Suppressing Demon. The first move, Nature; the second move, Slaughter—two great killing techniques crushed down at once, striking like a raging storm.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Streams of black qi descended like peerless killing intent. In an instant, the Body-Protecting Qi around the dozen or so angel warriors attempting to cover the retreat was torn apart.
With a boom, their bodies exploded instantly, blasted into fragments and reduced to mangled pulp.
Even at the moment of death, these angels' eyes were wide with disbelief. They had never imagined that Xia Ping would kill them so easily.
But how could these angels know how terrifying Xia Ping's current strength was? Though he was merely at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, in terms of combat power, he could practically sweep through the Return to Truth Realm.
With his Hell Golden Crow Bloodline, the Spear of Hell, and numerous martial divine abilities, his strength was so formidable it was hair-raising, like a divine beast that had walked out of chaos.
Moreover, these angels had fought