As the Demon Race powerhouses approached, all the Ability Users on the ground went rigid, fear filling their eyes...
God-tier powerhouses were far beyond anything they could contend with. No amount of numbers would help...
Just as the Demon Race powerhouses were about to reach the skies above Land, Old Teng appeared in an instant, blocking their path.
"Dustseal is here!!!"
Everyone below breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of Old Teng...
"I knew Dustseal wouldn't abandon us..."
" sob... I was scared to death. I thought we'd have to face God-tier powerhouses..."
They might still have had the courage to attack Blood Demons, but against God-tier powerhouses, they couldn't even bring themselves to fight. The two sides weren't remotely in the same league...
On Old Teng's back, Wu Shaozhen stared at the dozen-plus Demon Race powerhouses ahead, his expression grim. This time, he had been forced into battle without the slightest confidence of winning...
Yet even knowing he couldn't beat them, he had no choice but to come. A true man knew what he must and must not do. This was a battle he couldn't run from...
Smiles spread across the Demon Race powerhouses' faces when Old Teng and Wu Shaozhen suddenly appeared...
"Haha, weren't you two so good at running? Go on, keep running!" one Demon Race powerhouse mocked.
"Like master, like servants!" Zi You said coldly.
"Princess Zi You, mind your words!"
The Demon Race powerhouses' expressions darkened.
"Hmph. Did Zi Ling tell you to kill me too?"
"How could that be? Princess Zi You, you're overthinking it. The Demon Lord cares so much about you. How could he possibly kill you? He only ordered us to kill this human."
"Heh..."
Zi You sneered and formed a hand seal. A black rune soon appeared on