"You actually recognized the Conversion Scripture. I'll give you credit for knowing your stuff. But recognizing it is useless, because every one of you will die here today."
With a thought from Xia Ping, he immediately issued an order to the Abyss Demons.
"You foolish brat. Although there are many of these Abyss Demons, they are still far from capable of dealing with Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures like us. The Lightning Tribulation Realm—do you understand what that means? It is the supreme realm of cultivation, the limit of mortals. What do these mere demons amount to? You simply do not understand how terrifying we Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures are."
Lang Jialong sneered, believing that his opponent was merely struggling on the verge of death.
"Benefactor, return with me to The Lord's embrace."
At that instant, before Lang Jialong could finish speaking, a Dharma Image Realm demon shot forward. It clasped its hands together, its eyes filled with piety, its expression incomparably serene.
At the same time, a terrifying surge of magical power brewed within its body like an energy storm. Its skin split apart, releasing strand after strand of demonic aura, sinister and horrifying beyond compare.
"Not good! Dodge! That Abyss Demon is going to self-destruct and take you down with it!"
Evilwood Daoist's expression changed. He sensed the terrifying energy contained within that Abyss Demon. At the instant of detonation, it would unleash destructive force no weaker than that of a Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figure.
"Damn it, has this Abyss Demon gone mad? Why is it self-destructing at the drop of a hat?"
Lang Jialong was scared witless, his face deathly pale. If he carelessly took the force of that self-destruction head-on, he would likely be blasted into severe injury and suffer devastating losses.
It was