Skull of a God King

"Mm!"

The great demon god Fa Jie stared blankly at the pitch-black robe, his face filled with astonishment.

"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"

The robe snapped loudly in Pang Jian's hand, brimming with intense vitality as soul auras churned within it.

The true names of demon gods branded upon the strange robe seemed, in an instant, to gain the breath of life—the scent of souls and blood!

"That's not right!"

Even Fa Jie's demonic soul trembled.

He knew full well that within the Ruins Domain, it was impossible to establish any connection with the outside world.

Those demon gods and great demon gods beyond the heavens could never possibly channel their power through the Boundary Wall and into the robe of the Demon Heaven Sovereign.

If so, how could their true names transform into demonic figures?

Yet while Fa Jie was still frozen in confusion, Pang Jian casually shook the Demon Heaven Robe, and it once again turned into a pitch-black deep sea of demonic origin power.

A dark, profound ocean that gave off every sort of evil thought and demonic intent, as though it could contain all the wickedness in the world.

All of a sudden, ancient demon gods with ferocious visages rose like demon mountains from that deep sea, their imposing auras utterly terrifying.

The sight of the demons taking shape and looking down upon heaven and earth startled everyone.

That bizarre robe seemed to have transformed in an instant into a terrifying Demon Domain. The true names of the demon gods had been forcibly infused with blood, vitality, and soul energy, allowing them to reappear beneath heaven and earth!

"Hemo Tian!"

"Luan Ji!"

"Qi Ya!"

"Devil Moon!"

Fa Jie cried out in shock.

In his perception, those great demon gods and mid-rank demon gods had flesh and blood, complex