"Pfft!~~"
From the void, a palm covered in layered dark cyan devil scales stretched forth. Its claws were as sharp as divine weapons, and strands of black nirvana flames curled around its fingertips. With what seemed like a casual grasp, the golden light Luo Fentian had unleashed shattered inch by inch like brittle ice, turning into specks of golden radiance that scattered into the wind. Not even a trace of residual power escaped.
The void let out an overwhelmed hum as a pitch-black rift several dozen feet wide was torn open out of nowhere. Devilish qi, thick enough to be impossible to dissolve, surged forth, and a terrifying black figure slowly stepped out from within the rift.
It stood at least thirty zhang tall, with two black horns growing from its head. Strange black devil markings covered its face, while its eyes were a pair of vertical pupils that seemed to burn with golden devil flames. Wherever its gaze swept, even the air appeared to freeze.
"What?!"
Seeing that suddenly appearing horrifying devil shadow—and seeing it so effortlessly annihilate the forbidden artifact he had nurtured for hundreds of years, an artifact containing a peak Martial Emperor's strike—Luo Fentian's expression changed drastically.
"Lord Xuan Ye!"
Blood Abyss Demon Emperor had narrowly escaped death and was still shaken, yet upon seeing the suddenly appearing devil shadow, he hurriedly bowed in salute, his voice full of reverence.
Even Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor, who had just fled, and the other Demon Emperors showed a flicker of fear in their eyes upon seeing Demon Emperor Xuan Ye.
And when Luo Fentian's group of three heard that title, their faces changed even more dramatically.
Demon Emperor Xuan Ye—they remembered him. He was one of the Ancient Devil Race's seven great Demon Emperors, and centuries ago, he had