Whoosh!
At that moment, Xia Ping stopped hiding. With a flash, he stepped out of the void and appeared directly before the three remaining Primordial demons.
What?!
The three Primordial demons had originally been on guard against one another, panting heavily as each watched for sneak attacks and assassinations from the others. Yet another demon had suddenly appeared, giving them quite a fright.
But when they saw Xia Ping's figure, their pupils contracted as they immediately recognized him.
"Flower Demon Austin!"
The three Primordial demons glared at Xia Ping through gritted teeth, their voices brimming with boundless hatred. If not for this brat, they would have been a tightly united little group.
Yet after encountering this brat, merely because the other party had handed over a pile of divine stones, their little group had actually descended into internal strife, slaughtering one another without end.
By now, nearly all the Primordial demons around them had died. Only the three of them remained.
If not for Flower Demon Austin, how could they have ended up in such a miserable state?
In fact, they had vaguely begun to feel that something about this matter was not quite right.
"You've worked hard serving as test subjects for so long. In a moment, I'll send you back to the abyss. Don't worry—it'll be quick. Just an instant."
Xia Ping looked calmly at the three Primordial demons.
"It was you! So it really was you, you bastard, pulling the strings behind the scenes! Damn Flower Demon Austin, what exactly did you do to us just now?!" roared one Primordial demon.
It was no fool. No matter how greedy they were, there was still a limit. Once their losses reached a certain point, they would regain their senses and choose to stop.
But that had not happened