"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-"
In an instant, ten shafts of golden radiance shot into the sky. Each appearance signaled that someone had been eliminated.
This time, ten young Demon Race powerhouses had been eliminated outright-and every one of them had been killed in a single strike.
At that moment, many immortals and gods from both worlds witnessed the scene and remembered Hou Yi, one of the Witch Race's three greatest young heroes.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches exchanged glances, each seeing delight in the others' eyes. Hou Yi's potential seemed no less impressive than Xingtian's.
On the Demon Race's side, however, Di Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the twelve Demon Gods, and the other powerhouses looked at Hou Yi very differently.
Presumably, only the proud Eastern Emperor Taiyi would refuse to bully someone younger and weaker.
As for the others, even Di Jun would show no mercy if he found an opportunity.
Jiang Ming naturally knew this too. Still, he had to act and display his strength before Heng'e so that she would remember him deeply. This was his first impression, and it mattered immensely.
This was their first meeting. Jiang Ming had gone over it countless times in his mind, but he still had to treat it with care.
Whether he could bring his state of mind to perfection would depend on this lifetime.
Sure enough, Heng'e had just been worrying that the others could not withstand the remaining ten Demon Race prodigies, feeling bitterly unwilling to accept it. Yet in the next instant, all ten had been eliminated.
The ten remaining Demon Race prodigies were terrified as well. Teng Snake said, "This is bad! Everyone, retreat! We may have run into Hou Yi, one of the Ancestral Witches' three heroes!"
A person had their name, just as a tree cast its