Demon Emperor Daochen's figure vanished in an instant.
The Angel Race, renowned for their speed, showed none of their advantage before the Demon Emperor.
Instead, he caught another one of them in an instant.
Demon Emperor Daochen showed no mercy. He snapped the fellow's neck and disrupted the energy channels throughout his body, leaving him unable to resist.
At that very instant, the Demon Emperor's aura also surged.
He continued toward the remaining four.
The four immediately panicked.
The Demon Emperor was so fast that he could almost keep up with them even when they used their Extreme-Speed Combat Art.
In that instant, the four exchanged glances, turned, and fled.
Trying to kill him would be courting death.
Perhaps scattering would give them a chance to escape.
How could Demon Emperor Daochen possibly let them leave?
After finally encountering so many fat sheep, he would never let them go.
The Demon Emperor struck again, catching up with an Angel Race warrior.
He instantly restrained the man's body and hurled him behind him.
He had already placed an Illusion Formation on the man, which he believed should hold him up for a little while.
He repeated the same method four times in succession.
When he appeared again, all four were still standing in place, bewildered.
Within the Illusion Formation, they had already escaped.
In reality, they had not moved an inch.
Like lambs awaiting slaughter, they were crippled by the Demon Emperor, one in each hand.
He did not kill them.
That was only because he still had a use for them.
After all, they had come down from the Upper Realm.
The things stored in their souls were bound to be important.
At the very least, their souls would help the Demon Emperor understand the Upper Realm more quickly.
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