"Pfft... Hahahaha!"
The Devil Race camp erupted in laughter louder and more grating than before.
Countless devil soldiers and Demon Generals doubled over at the sight of Su Ming. Their demonic auras churned with the force of their laughter.
"A First-Step Immortal Lord? Am I seeing this right? Someone at the First Step dares enter the arena?!"
"Has the Immortal Domain run out of people? They sent this frail scholar to his death?"
"What's that in his hand? A book? Has he come to read us scriptures and send our souls on their way? Hahahaha!"
"Killing Lina made you this arrogant? You think just anyone can challenge the Devil Race's prodigies?"
"Such delicate skin. I wonder how many tears it can take?"
"But he's so tender. He must taste good!"
The Devil Race roared with laughter. Even the prodigies whose faces had been grim wore mocking, cruel expressions again.
After all, how many peerless monsters with the bearing of a King, like Xiao Yan, could there be?
An era was fortunate to produce two or three!
Besides, the allied army did not represent all the Immortal Realm's strength. The heirs of those great powers had yet to enter the arena!
Clearly, the Immortal Domain had no one left!!
So they had sent someone to die!
"Bage, he's yours. Make it brutal!" a Demon General said coldly.
Another Demon General stepped forward. His muscles swelled, and dark-red demonic markings writhed beneath his skin, radiating a savage aura.
He stared at Su Ming and licked his sharp teeth. "You're the one, then, boy!"
"I am Bage, the Tyrannical Troll!"
"I'll crush every bone in your body inch by inch, rip out your soul, and burn it in demonic fire for ten thousand years to honor Lina's spirit!"
Bage was renowned for his