The Demon Beast Horde panicked, roaring in disbelief that their Demon Lord was so easily slain by Long Fei's sword.
The Demon Lord held a revered position within the Demon Race.
Equivalent to the elders of the Human Race, all were direct descendants from the Ancient Era, continuing through generations on Immortal King Mountain to this day.
One of the Demon Lords voiced on the field, "Avoid this kid for now, and focus on slaughtering the ordinary people below the city."
The Demon Beast Horde charging madly forward instantly formed a V-shape, scattering to both sides of Long Fei.
A Demon King on the field roared, "Human Race, you may be formidable, but with so many of us, let's see how you defend!"
"Ura!"
"Ura!"
"..."
Other Demon Kings followed with roars of laughter, boosting their morale.
At this time, the ground trembled, the sound of hooves shattered the sky, raising a trail of dust approaching from afar.
