BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!
The void shook as explosions rang out one after another, like planets detonating. The entire Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation operated at full force, unleashing terrifying power and blasting apart Demon Kings one after another within the grand formation.
Even titled Demon Kings such as the Silver Wing King, Mighty Whale King, and Flood Dragon King fell in succession, dying beneath the formation. As for the ordinary Demon Kings, there was no need to mention them—they dropped like dumplings into a pot.
Half an hour later, the many Demon Kings in this area had died without leaving whole corpses, turning the place into a mountain of bodies and a sea of blood.
However, Xia Ping did not kill every Demon King. He deliberately spared some of them, because he needed these survivors to spread his name. Otherwise, if all the Demon Kings died, who would know who had done this?
"You are very fortunate. I will let all of you live, because I need you to spread word of this and let forces such as the Myriad Demon Pavilion, Storm City, the Winged Clan, and the Flood Dragon Clan know what happened. If they want revenge, they can come as they please. My name is Wu Taidou, and I shall stand atop the mountain peak waiting for them."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, looking down upon the surviving Demon Kings. With a sweep of his hand, he immediately withdrew the grand formation, allowing the remaining Demon Kings to leave freely.
What?!
Upon hearing this, the many Demon Kings were dumbfounded. They had thought they were doomed, that like the titled Demon Kings such as the Silver Wing King, they would be killed by Wu Taidou and turned into fertilizer.
Yet how could they have