BOOM—
Wind stirred the heavens, and a sea of clouds churned. Demon Qi, fierce as a dragon and savage as a tiger, swept across a thousand miles.
From a distance, the demonic and baleful aura blotted out the sun. The bodies of Great Demons writhed and thrashed within the black mist.
Seven Great Demons!
Two at the Golden Core Realm, and five at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Realm.
In addition to them, there was Bai Shibao himself, a Golden Core Cultivator. With a wave of his hand—
In that instant, the seven Demon Pythons roared, their bodies rising and falling in the black clouds like Evil Dragons overturning rivers and seas. They charged out amidst a storm of gore and foul wind, a vast and mighty tide that threatened to overwhelm Chen Che in a single moment.
Such a display was more than just world-shaking; resisting it seemed harder than ascending to the heavens. But Sword Cultivators had always specialized in slaughter.
