It could be said that Qin Luo was completely devoid of martial virtue now.
On his Divine Ruins turf, they wanted to take him on?
Heh, wasn't that simply courting death?
There were far too many God Kings under his command, while the other side only had three!
What had once been combat power comparable to the Sovereign Realm was merely God King Realm combat power!
Besides, that had been in the past. Who knew how many years had passed? It was already good enough that they had not been worn away by the endless years.
"A Sovereign Realm Human Race cultivator didn't get lured over, but now three Demon Beasts with combat power once comparable to the Sovereign Realm have come. Put together, they can barely count as one Sovereign Realm combatant." Qin Luo muttered to himself.
The Inkstone Colossal Serpent shot with incredible speed toward the border between the Demon Realm and the Divine Ruins. Its pitch-black eyes gazed into the Divine Ruins at Shuofeng, Dark Abyss, and the others. With Heaven's Will's reminder, it knew that those people were descendants of the Devil Race—the very ones who had once suppressed them in the Demon Realm.
Without Heaven's Will's reminder, it would have barely been able to detect them. That alone showed how thorough Qin Luo's transformation of them had been.
Unless Dark Abyss and the others used the Devil Race power sealed within their tattoos, the Inkstone Colossal Serpent would not be able to sense them.
"Ants who stole the bloodline of my Fiend Clan—no matter how strong you become, you are still ants before us," the Inkstone Colossal Serpent said coldly.
From within the Divine Ruins, Dark Abyss crooked a finger at the Inkstone Colossal Serpent. "Cut the crap. If you've got the guts, come in