Aotian Tian exuded a chilling aura, like a towering mountain.
Standing defiantly before the Devil Race, their posture was one of defiance.
It seemed to be a form of contempt for the entire Devil Race.
This instantly ignited the long-suppressed rage within the Devil Race race.
" Human Race, since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"
A burly Devil Race roared,
His muscles bulged high, as if forged from steel.
Each piece seemed to contain boundless power.
The Sha Qi emanating from his body burned fiercely like black Flame.
He gripped a massive battle axe tightly in his hand, its blade gleaming with a chilling light.
It seemed as if it couldn't wait to drink human blood.
" Human Race, even if we die in battle, we will not let you get away with this!"
Another elderly Devil Race, slightly thinner in build but with eyes like a hawk, shrieked.
His voice was sharp and piercing, like the cry of an owl, sending chills down one's spine.
His withered, bony hands trembled slightly.
That's an uncontrollable expression of anger.
The bone wand that was faintly visible from his sleeve,
It exudes an eerie aura, seemingly telling the story of the countless lives it has touched.
The words had barely left his mouth when these powerful Devil Race, blinded by rage,
Without hesitation, they ignited their own bloodline.
In an instant, a pungent, bloody stench filled the air.
Their bodies were shrouded in an eerie, blood-red light.
Within that blood-red light, it seemed as if countless wronged souls were wailing.
As their lifespans were completely burned, their aura surged like a turbulent tide.
However, no matter how much they struggled, no matter how hard they tried,
That barrier, which allowed them to break through Sixth Layer layers, remained as solid as a rock and could not be broken.
The moment his aura reached the Fifth Layer Peak,
A sense of impending danger loomed over them.
This aura was icy and chilling, like the deathly gaze from the Nine Nether Hell.
The slightest disturbance will trigger a fatal blow without hesitation.
This feeling of being shrouded in death filled the hearts of the Devil Race with helplessness and fear.
A hint of despair was in their eyes.
His body trembled slightly involuntarily.
"Damn Human Race! Heaven doesn't help demons, Human Race! How unjust!"
A powerful Devil Race roared, his facial muscles contorted with rage.
Both hands were clenched into fists, the knuckles turning white from the force.
It seems he wants to shatter the injustices of this world with a single punch.
"Ha, unfair? You dare to discuss the word 'fairness'?"
Aotian let out a burst of wild laughter, the sound like rolling thunder.
The sound echoed between heaven and earth, filled with disdain and mockery.
When you slaughtered Human Race, did you ever think about fairness?
You Devil Race invade everywhere, leaving devastation and death wherever you go.
Rivers of blood flowed, the blood of innocent civilians staining the earth red.
Have you ever felt a shred of pity? Have you ever thought about fairness?
Today, I will Human Race to exterminate your Devil Race.
"You have utterly Destruction your culture and heritage. Do you ever regret it?"
Aotian's words were devoid of any emotion.
But every word seemed to contain endless anger.
Like cannonballs, they crashed heavily into the hearts of the Devil Race.
" Human Race, you may kill or torture me as you please, but you are not worthy to annihilate my Devil Race!"
"You're delusional to think you can sever the lineage of my Devil Race race!"
The powerful Devil Race, not to be outdone, roared in response.
His voice was filled with defiance and stubbornness.
One of the powerful figures, in a fit of extreme anger and despair,
They chose to self-destruct.
His body instantly swelled, radiating brilliant light.
The surrounding space was distorted and deformed by this powerful energy fluctuation.
An atmosphere of Destruction permeated the air.
"Self-destruct? Would it work? I'm standing right here."
If you can blow me up, then I'll consider you amazing.
Aotian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile.
That disdainful look was as if he were looking at a ridiculous clown.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering.
They appeared so calm and composed in the face of the impending Destruction storm.
Upon hearing Aotian's words, everyone present was stunned.
Their eyes widened, their mouths slightly agape, their faces filled with disbelief.
I can't believe it at all; how could a Human Race be so arrogant?
Such confidence, daring to face the self-destruction of a powerful Devil Race, seemed to disregard life and death.
Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, a deafening explosion rang out.
The powerful shockwave from the Explosion was like a raging tsunami.
It swept outwards in all directions.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and gravel flew everywhere.
The whole world seemed to tremble under the impact of this force.
The surrounding mountains crumbled and the earth collapsed.
The once vibrant scene was instantly reduced to ruins.
However, what happened next...
This left everyone deeply shocked and bewildered.
Aotian stood quietly at the center of the Explosion.
It stood motionless, like a towering mountain.
His body was enveloped within a meter by a light screen emitting a soft glow.
This light screen is like an indestructible protective umbrella.
It is like an unbreakable shield, blocking all attacks.
All the energy impacts that struck the light screen were like mud sinking into the sea.
It vanished instantly, without causing any harm to Aotian.
The light screen flickered faintly in the light of the Explosion.
It seemed to be demonstrating its invincibility to the world.
"How is this possible??" "Impossible, no, no..."
The Devil Race warriors, witnessing this scene, were filled with terror and despair.
Their voices trembled, filled with disbelief.
At that moment, their beliefs completely collapsed.
They felt an unprecedented fear of the powerful Human Race before them.
Such a powerful being made them feel that they had no chance of winning this battle.
It's like throwing an egg against a rock.
Their bodies involuntarily recoiled backward, their eyes filled with helplessness.
"See? I gave you a chance, but you were all useless."
Aotian said coldly, his voice completely devoid of emotion.
Yet it seemed to contain boundless majesty.
"Next will be the time of your Devil Race's destruction."
Having said that, Aotian slowly raised the sword in his hand.
The sword was over three feet long, and its blade was entirely azure blue.
It resembled a pool of autumn water, yet it exuded a chilling murderous aura.
The sword was covered with mysterious runes, as if telling the story of its extraordinary origin.
With a gentle flick of his wrist, a terrifying semi-circular sword light flashed past.
This sword light was extremely fast, almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.
Wherever it passed, space seemed to be torn apart, leaving a black crack.
On the ground, whether it's hard rock or dense forest,
Everything was razed to the ground under the onslaught of this sword light.
Everything vanished into nothingness.
Where the sword flashed, only deathly silence remained.
It was as if no life had ever existed here.
Witnessing this one-sided and brutal situation on the battlefield,
The Demon King was filled with mixed emotions and could no longer stand idly by.
His gaze swept over those who were trembling in fear at Aotian's overwhelming strength.
The Devil Race, utterly powerless to fight back, were filled with sorrow and helplessness.
Taking a deep breath, the Demon King mustered his courage and spoke.
The voice was somewhat hoarse and trembling. " Human Race,"
We are willing to surrender, and we beg you to spare the ordinary people of the Devil Race.
They are all innocent people and should not suffer this catastrophic disaster.
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if all his strength had been drained away.
The wrinkles on his face deepened suddenly, as if he had aged hundreds of years in that instant.
His eyes were filled with exhaustion and pleading.
"Hahaha..." Aotian heard this.