"Dead?" The blue-green eyes showing through Behemoth's mask shone with incredulous shock as he stared at Han Shuo. "You killed them?"
Han Shuo nodded and said calmly, "That's right. I killed them!"
From Leviathan and the others, Han Shuo had learned that Behemoth was the first Demon King in the Abyss Realm to become a god. Mysterious and unfathomable, he stood foremost among the five Demon Kings, and his strength far surpassed that of the other four. What was most puzzling was that Behemoth kept a much lower profile than those four. With his strength, he could easily have seized the most followers in their struggles, yet he had not done so.
The four Demon Kings had also learned of the Abyss from him. When he came to the Abyss, he brought no demons under his command and traveled alone. All these things about Behemoth made Han Shuo find him deeply mysterious and unusual.
Thus, as soon as Behemoth landed before him, Han Shuo focused his Divine Sense entirely on sensing Behemoth's aura. From the destructive power surrounding him, Han Shuo could faintly sense his might.
Even among Lower Gods, there were differences in strength. Behemoth, who cultivated the law of destruction, must have spent quite some time at the Lower God level. Han Shuo sensed power in him far greater than that of any of the four Demon Kings.
It was also at this moment that Han Shuo finally understood why, although Behemoth stayed out of worldly struggles, those four greedy Demon Kings never dared cause trouble in his territory!
Strength determined everything!
While Han Shuo studied Behemoth, this strongest and oldest Demon King of the Abyss Realm fixed his blue-green eyes, filled with astonishment, on Han Shuo, secretly probing his strength as well.
At that moment, Han Shuo's