Hun Duanya looked at them with utter confidence.
So what if the other side had three God Kings? Was he afraid?
In his eyes, the Devil Race were all lowly creatures, nothing more than mongrels carrying a trace of Demon Beast bloodline.
Shuofeng's gaze fell on Dark Abyss, his eyes filled with questioning.
Dark Abyss knew Shuofeng suspected him. He took a deep breath and said solemnly, "If I said I have absolutely no connection to this Soul Clan member, would you believe me?"
Shuofeng stared into Dark Abyss's eyes and saw frankness there.
He slowly nodded. "I believe what you say!"
Turning around, his gaze landed on Hun Duanya. He said coldly, "This is the ancestral land of our Devil Race. You, a member of the Soul Clan, dared to offend our Devil Race's ancestral land. Then today, there is only one road left for you."
"The road to death!"
As he spoke, Shuofeng's aura began to soar. The baptismal energy from the Devil Race ancestors fully erupted at that moment, and his aura was briefly on par with that of a Late God King Realm expert.
Watching this, Hun Duanya's expression grew slightly grave. He said to Yan Qiong in a deep voice, "Quickly go find what we came for. Leave them to me."
Yan Qiong nodded. "As you command!"
Ever since entering this fortress, he had sensed the aura of his enemy. He was certain that the person who had killed his son was here.
But...
He glanced at Dark Abyss and the others, sweeping his eyes across the Devil Race members. None of them seemed to be the enemy who had killed his son.
Dark Abyss fixed his gaze on Yan Qiong and roared angrily, "Yan Qiong, you actually betrayed our Devil Race!"
"Today, I will