The apparition of Samael's arrival placed immense pressure on everyone present.
As the apparition solidified, countless demons poured out of the roiling blood mist in the distance like water through an opened floodgate.
Kuang Cang's face paled again, but he was powerless to act. Merely resisting the anger constantly welling up deep within his body was already a struggle.
He could only watch helplessly as the Emptiness Realm Heavenly Demons slaughtered the Demon Race soldiers who had already gone mad.
And there was still the Heavenly Demon Tide surging toward them from afar.
For a moment, the Demon Race general who had guarded the First Great Wall for tens of thousands of years closed his eyes in despair.
As the blood-red sun unleashed another burst of intense light, Samael and the throne beneath him finally became solid.
With that, the Demon Race generals atop the tower, Kuang Cang included, began losing their grip on their minds.
On the step immediately below Samael's throne, Oliver addressed him.
"Your Majesty Samael, could you leave that man to me?"
Samael gave Oliver an interested look.
"Oh? He interests you?"
Oliver smiled bloodthirstily.
"Yes, Your Majesty Samael. I want his head to decorate my palace."
Samael was just about to grant Oliver's request when something happening atop the Great Wall Tower caught his attention. He narrowed his flame-filled eyes slightly.
Unlike those False Sages, this was the aura of a genuine Holy Spirit, and... a powerful one!
Just as Kuang Cang was about to lose consciousness, a silvery-white Peacock Tail Feather drifted out of his body and erupted with light.
Kuang Cang and everyone around him regained their senses. The first thing they saw upon waking was the apparition of a slender figure standing before them.
Only after regaining his senses did Kuang Cang