After Li Qingxian advanced to Third Rank, these Inner Gods gained Third Rank strength and recovered some of their ordinary divine abilities.
The four child attendants radiated treasure light from their bodies, maintaining the formation.
The twin guards, Wind-Shaker and Mist-Supporter, gently waved their great fans, whipping up divine winds of every color that disrupted the Scale-Armored Tiger King.
Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman took the lead, lightning coiling around his entire body as he swung his heavy fists and engaged the Scale-Armored Tiger King in close combat.
The Scale-Armored Tiger King had fought his way step by step from an ordinary Demon Race member to Second Rank. His combat experience was profound, and his fighting techniques had reached great perfection, seamless and flawless.
Yet after only a few exchanges, Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman punched him in the face. A few moves later, he struck him in the chest again...
If not for the strength of his scales and flesh, he would have been killed by three punches long ago.
The Scale-Armored Tiger King had the illusion that he had returned to childhood, when his father taught him to fight and toyed with him in circles using a single tiger claw.
Logically speaking, even a First Rank Spirit Stabilization cultivator could not attain such skill.
A summoned deity should not have been this powerful, unless...
Heavenly God's True Thought?
Did these Inner Gods contain a wisp of a Heavenly God's consciousness?
The Scale-Armored Tiger King's fur stood on end.
"Let me out, and we'll call it even. I'll return to the Demon Realm at once and never become enemies with you again!" the Scale-Armored Tiger King shouted. But the only reply was a lightning-wreathed punch to his jaw, sending him flying sideways.
The Demon Race was not vile filth, so Lightning-Wrapped Drum-Bearing Strongman's