The demon followers had already charged forward, thunderous drumbeats ringing by their ears.
At that moment, Xu Zimo activated the Hell Suppressing Demon Body. Boundless demonic qi surged skyward from around him.
His eyes turned utterly black, dense demonic qi billowing from them as purple-black patterns spread from his forehead all the way down to his neck.
Xu Zimo raised his head and looked indifferently at the God Race before him.
Jiuyou swore that she would remember the scene from that day for the rest of her life.
That afternoon in July, when the sunlight was still fairly bright.
Hundreds of demon followers knelt on the ground, gazing devoutly ahead.
The man wore a black robe, his back appearing ever more towering and solitary.
The thunderous drumming by her ears gradually faded into the distance, seeming to drift farther and farther away. In her sight, there was only that man.
Demonic qi raged all around, endless demonic might spreading downward. At that moment, heaven and earth fell silent.
Even the drumbeats seemed to have vanished.
"My subjects," Xu Zimo slowly raised a hand and looked at the demon followers behind him.
He softly said, "Since it is an obsession, then let it disperse.
"I swear that one day, I will truly reign over this world.
"Wherever sun and moon shine, all shall be Demon Land. Wherever rivers flow, all shall submit to me."
The hundreds of demon followers behind him all prostrated themselves on the ground. Their gazes gradually cleared, and those obsessions slowly vanished beyond the horizon.
As the demon followers dissipated, the obsessions of the God Race on the other side also began to disperse.
The demonic qi around Xu Zimo gradually receded.
A breeze passed by, and everything seemed as though nothing had happened.
Jiuyou shook