Although Ji Chen had already vaguely guessed the outcome, he still could not help feeling shaken.
The Demon King they had considered almost invincible had actually failed to withstand a single strike from Xu Changxing!
This all but overturned everything they had understood over the past several decades.
Having not witnessed that sword strike himself, Ji Chen instinctively refused to believe such an account.
But just as he was about to argue, the fleeting surge of the Demon King's qi and blood flashed through his mind unbidden.
He suddenly realized that the Demon King seemed to have unleashed its power for only an instant.
The objection already on the tip of his tongue simply would not come out.
Ji Chen's lips moved for a while before he asked quietly, "Just how powerful is my lord?"
A light suddenly flashed in Leng Qi's eyes as he said:
"I don't know just how formidable my lord's strength is either.
"But I do know that if he is willing, he can definitely change the plight of our Human Race!
"Our Human Race might be able to escape its fate as food for the Demon Race!"
At these words, Ji Chen's mind was once again shaken violently.
His mouth hung wide open, and for a moment, he could not speak.
But the same light that shone in Leng Qi's eyes had begun to flicker in his as well.
The Human Race in this world had been oppressed for far too long.
So long that they had grown accustomed to their plight.
Although they had their own hunting teams and constantly fought against the Demon Race, the hope in their hearts had gradually faded with each successive defeat.
That was precisely why, when they had heard the words "Demon King" earlier, they had instinctively not