This strike instantly slew three Early Ancient demons.
By now, all eleven Early Ancient demons of Scorched Earth Hell, along with many Immortal demons, had been killed. Scorched Earth Hell's elite forces had almost been wiped out, vanishing from existence.
That Shadow Demon, however, had a tenacious life. Even though hundreds upon thousands of Shadow Clones had been destroyed, some remnants of its soul still survived.
The next second, a streak of white light descended and poured into those Shadow Clones. At a speed visible to the naked eye, they rapidly fused together, once more transforming into a mass of shadow.
Yet the Shadow Demon Ansel was panting heavily. Clearly, the destruction of countless clones and its subsequent resurrection had greatly depleted its soul power.
Even though it had not died, it had still suffered grave injuries.
"You're still alive? Shadow Demons truly do have formidable vitality—tenacious enough. But how much longer can you hold on?" Xia Ping raised a brow, intending to strike again and kill Shadow Demon Ansel once more.
This time, Shadow Demon Ansel was terrified to the utmost extreme. That last strike had killed three great Early Ancient demons and depleted seventy or eighty percent of its soul energy.
If it happened again, it would undoubtedly die.
"Bastard, you forced me to do this! Die! Die for me!"
Shadow Demon Ansel roared, its face twisted viciously as though it had finally made up its mind. With a swish, it abruptly pulled out a black talisman from its body.
This black talisman seemed to be covered in countless dark-golden lines and runes, emanating powerful, unfathomable, mysterious auras from the origin of hell's abyss. It also seemed to contain innumerable patterns of laws.
"My lord, I have encountered an enemy I cannot resist. Left with no other choice,