"This!"
The hairs on the bodies of the many Primordial demons stood on end, and they trembled all over.
To be honest, after reaching the Primordial Realm, demons of this level had basically risen to the upper ranks of Green Lotus Hell, figures akin to feudal lords.
After all, Invincible Realm demons were still far too rare, as scarce as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Such beings would not act lightly either; they all remained in their kingdoms, serving as pillars that steadied the seas.
Only Primordial demons would serve as generals and wage war in every direction.
But even so, a being with the strength of a Primordial demon would only die if it faced the siege of a vast horde of Void Monsters, or encountered some unpredictable danger within the Demon God Ruins.
Under any other circumstances, it was extremely difficult to kill a Primordial demon.
Over countless years, aside from the Primordial demons unlucky enough to die in the Demon God Ruins and those forced to resist the siege of Void Monsters until they died miserably, the number of dead Primordial demons could be counted on one hand.
Yet now, another Primordial demon who had comprehended the laws of the world had died miserably right before their eyes, torn to death by more than a hundred evil ghosts.
That horrific sight sent chills down their spines. They were nearly driven mad.
"Sure enough, even for Primordial demons, killing evil ghosts is an exceedingly difficult matter. And these evil ghosts seem to be growing stronger too—stronger at a pace visible to the naked eye."
A gleam flashed in Xia Ping's eyes as he hid in the shadows.
He could sense that after devouring the soul of that Primordial Realm Swamp Demon, the evil ghosts' power was rapidly swelling.