At that moment, Bal and the other Demon Monarchs hovered above the battlefield, their gazes held fast by the carnage below.
They watched their subordinates retreat steadily under the True Dragon legion's assault. Screams and wails rose one after another as demonic bodies collapsed beneath the crushing dragon might. Severed limbs rained down, and blood stained the lava-covered ground an eerie dark red.
Anxiety burned inside them like fire. They wanted to rush down and help, but the formidable enemy standing before them forced them to stifle that impulse.
Lucifer stood before them like an insurmountable barrier, blocking their path completely.
For some reason, although his cultivation was clearly far beneath theirs-perhaps even beneath that of the Greater Demons serving each of them-his strength was terrifying beyond all reason.
Every time they clashed with him, they were the ones who came off worse. Stranger still, even attacks that landed squarely on his body accomplished nothing.
Facing them, Lucifer no longer concealed his cultivation. The Three-Word Battle Armor enveloped him, and in an instant, nine dazzling red Soul Rings encircled his body. Each radiated a powerful, mysterious aura, like nine blazing stars.
Overwhelming fluctuations of Soul Power surged through the air like raging ocean waves. Wherever they passed, the clouds tore apart as though rent by an invisible giant hand, scattering to either side and revealing the deep, mysterious firmament.
"Domain expansion: Fallen Angel Sanctuary!"
Lucifer's voice rang through heaven and earth like a mighty bell, accompanied by an overwhelming surge of Soul Power and vast spiritual power.
An invisible force rippled outward, and in the blink of an eye, his domain encompassed the entire battlefield.
Two auras filled this "Heaven Domain." One was supremely sacred and righteous; the other, utterly fallen and evil. Yet they coexisted perfectly within this stretch