With a swift movement, Chu Yuan's figure vanished completely;
He stood within a layer between spaces, where the outside world looked somewhat distorted, as if flattened into a plane... He saw a Demon Race Sovereign lurking in the void, his eyes wide as bronze bells, faintly tense.
A man's name was like a tree's shadow;
When the Ash Lord had shouted Chu Yuan's name, these Demon Race Sovereigns had known that a troublesome opponent had arrived!
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Troublesome would have been one thing... the crucial point was that he possessed a secret art capable of erasing a Sovereign's chance of revival!
Unless they had the protection of time-type Origin Armaments and information-type Origin Armaments, he was... exceedingly difficult to deal with!
The Demon Race Sovereigns had reviewed the matter afterward: if they encountered Chu Yuan and were truly driven into a hopeless corner;
Their final option would be to voluntarily annihilate their own souls, thus preserving a sliver of hope for revival in the future.
Still, it was fortunate that the Dragon Willow Lord and the Phantom Lord were overseeing this operation... Even Chu Yuan should gain nothing under the joint siege of those two, right?
The Demon Race Sovereign turned to look toward a patch of profound darkness;
Silent, lifeless... it gave one the illusion that they could not help but fall asleep within it.
Fine drizzles shrouded it, radiating a terrifying aura...
Where had this rain come from?
An icy chill surfaced as the fine rain fell upon the Demon Race Sovereign;
An ultimate sensation of soul annihilation erupted!
"Stop hiding your head and showing your tail! Chu Yuan, get out here!" A furious roar rang out, savage blood