Volcano Lord seethed with rage, his remaining heads craning their necks as voices rang out one after another.
But before Volcano Lord could make any further move after his words fell—
The Demonic Core within him suddenly convulsed violently again. Demonic Essence burst forth wildly, causing his aura to surge chaotically at an astonishing rate once more.
"Damn it! The effects of that brat's earlier move, the mysterious power it caused, haven't vanished yet. It has even... penetrated deep into the Demonic Core!"
"Sixth Brother was destroyed, and we have suffered grievous losses. The effects of this mysterious power have increased accordingly!"
Volcano Lord roared, fury seeming ready to blaze from his eyes. He wished he could tear Su Shi'er into ten thousand pieces.
Yet at this moment, he had no time to rush to break the formation or deal with Su Shi'er outside it.
The effects on his Demonic Core forced him to take the matter seriously.
If this mysterious power truly detonated his Demonic Core, it would not be as simple as suffering grievous losses of vitality.
To demonic beasts and Demon Cultivators, the Demonic Core was the crystallization of many years of cultivation and was closely linked to the soul.
Its importance was no different from a human cultivator's Nascent Soul or Primordial Spirit.
Even if he killed Su Shi'er, his own end would not be much better.
This... was not the outcome Volcano Lord wanted.
Holding his breath and focusing his mind, Volcano Lord immediately calmed himself and desperately mobilized the Demonic Essence within him against the mysterious power coursing through his entire body.
As Volcano Lord acted, the other heads did not remain idle either.
Each wore a solemn, focused expression. The death of the sixth head had left the remaining heads without even the