The hand pulling the bowstring paused slightly, and Iyas gazed into the depths of the dark city, sensing the arrival of uninvited guests.
Iyas could clearly perceive the darkness emanating from the few people on the rooftop, which was markedly different from the secondary demons they were fighting.
The darkness exuded by those people was more pure than every secondary demon present.
No doubt, those people possess the real Demon Power.
Their aura was exactly the same as that of the Curse Sect's bishop, Tu Jing.
There were many secondary demons, but they mostly fought out of instinct.
Those who wield a portion of Demon Power have formidable combat strength and are undoubtedly exceptional at various deceptions.
They are undeniably more troublesome than secondary demons.
"Impressive, to hold out under the hands of so many secondary demons for so long. You do have some skill. But you're already at a dead end. I'll consider you as the best sacrifice for the Demon Lord!"
