These Demons who were slapped to death with a single palm even included two royal bloodlines.
One Butterfly Demon, one human-faced evil spider, both possessed Cultivation above the Fifth Bloodline Transformation. The heart-bewitching power and heaven-and-earth web they excelled at never got the chance to come into play.
"A Tier Seven Body Cultivator has descended…" some Demon wailed, its voice full of despair.
A Tier Seven Body Cultivator was equivalent to a Golden Core of the Human Race, a Great Demon of the Demon Clan, an existence that utterly towered above Foundation Establishment and Demon Generals.
"Run!!"
The remaining Demons who hadn't died no longer had the slightest thought of besieging or ambushing Lou Yi.
Their joint actions, their long-planned cooperation, the carefully laid traps they'd schemed over and over…
Under that god-and-demon-like strike from the other side, all appeared utterly ridiculous.
