"Impossible! How could a backwater ancient demon be this powerful? A single Domain clash left us reeling, all grievously wounded and completely disoriented. What kind of joke is this?"
An ancient demon simply could not accept something so absurd.
They were ancient demons from the higher hell planes, born with powerful bloodlines and formidable combat strength, having inherited countless hellish legacies and possessing deep foundations.
All along, their strength had allowed them to sweep aside the demons of every lower hell plane, invincible wherever they went.
Yet now, more than twenty ancient demons joining forces had actually been instantly crushed by a backwater demon who had only just entered the ancient realm and had not comprehended the laws of space for long. It made them doubt their very existence.
"Damn it, what kind of Spatial Domain is this? How vast is its coverage? Why can't we sense its borders at all?" An ancient demon was completely dumbfounded.
Their own Spatial Domains extended at most a few light-years. How could they possibly imagine a Spatial Domain four hundred light-years in diameter? This was not the difference between a few meters and a few hundred meters—the unit of measurement was light-years.
Each demon was deep within it, like fish in the ocean. They had no idea how vast the ocean was, nor where its end lay.
"Forget how vast it is—it's also incredibly sturdy. Compared to it, our Spatial Domains are like glass, shattering at the slightest touch. How was it condensed? It's practically transformed into the embryonic form of a world."
Several ancient demons were utterly despairing. What sort of monster had they encountered? Why was a demon who had only just entered the ancient realm this terrifying? Did this thing have no sense of reason, no common sense at all?