"This is a bit troublesome. So many powerful Demon Race cultivators have actually arrived!"
Zuo Yangdong's pupils contracted as he stared at the demons before him. There were fully three hundred of them, and every one was at least a Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figure. Their demon aura was terrifying beyond measure.
Ordinarily, merely fighting over a small world like Durian World would not warrant dispatching so many experts. After all, the Ordinary District of the Central Universe was vast, and countless worlds would be born within it.
As a result, their forces would be spread thin, and the number of people arriving at each world would be very small.
Sending over a hundred experts, as they had, was already considered a substantial force. Yet the Demon Race had dispatched a full three hundred experts. Clearly, they were determined to win.
"Could it be that Durian World holds some extraordinary treasure that the Demon Race is determined to obtain?"
Zuo Yangdong narrowed his eyes. He immediately sensed that Durian World might possess some resource the Demon Race absolutely had to acquire. But there was simply too little intelligence at present to discern anything.
"Humans, our Demon Race has claimed this world. If you don't want to die, get lost immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
At once, an Eagle Demon King stepped forward and shouted.
It had an eagle's head and a human body, wings on its back, and a savage, vicious face. A terrifying feral gleam shone in the depths of its eyes, as though mountains of corpses and seas of blood brewed within them. Who knew how many people it had killed?
"That's right, get the hell out of here at once, or today we'll kill until heads roll like balls."
"If you don't want