The Battle Qi bombardments of more than a thousand Devil Race experts interwove in the air into a three-dimensional giant net. The net looked terrifying, but in Zhang Tie's eyes, it was riddled with holes.
Since ordinary devil generals could neither detect nor see Zhang Tie, the Devil Race's attacks blossomed everywhere, making it difficult for them to concentrate their fire. For Zhang Tie, this was precisely when he could move with effortless ease.
In his invisible state, Zhang Tie moved like lightning. Activating the abilities of God's Dominator, he was like a flying fish weaving through rapids and waves, freely darting through the gaps and cracks between the Battle Qi bombardments as he searched for an opportunity to strike.
More than a thousand Devil Race experts gathered together were indeed formidable, but that strength was relative. Once those devil generals scattered, their strength would cease to exist. To Zhang Tie, apart from the Saint-tier ones, the vast majority of these devil generals were weak. Even the half-saint experts clad head to toe in divine equipment were nothing more than that.
Blind attacks consumed an enormous amount of Battle Qi. Zhang Tie believed that while those devil generals could not even touch his shadow, this method of using blind attacks in place of defense could not last long. Once they could no longer sustain it, or their rhythm fell into disarray and their attacks weakened, it would be the perfect time for him to hunt.
There were still many Sky Knights among the devil generals. Even if the fire chakras of those Sky Knights remained intact, grasshoppers were meat too. If quality was lacking, then quantity would make up for it. As long as he locked down and refined a few more, the fire elements he needed to advance to