Divine might swept through the Barbarian Desolation.
All Dead Corpses controlled by the Yin Evil Aura seemed to lose all signs of animation at this moment, collapsing to the ground like true corpses.
Sacred! Majestic!
After distinctly feeling that heart-palpitating aura, Wang Mubai's last shred of composure vanished.
A Divine Spirit! he thought, his face paling in horror. The Barbarian Clan actually harbors a Divine Spirit!
As a Great Demon of the Demon Evil Clan, though not among the most powerful, he had been fortunate enough to experience the aura of such Divine Spirits before. Now, the terrifying aura erupting from the Barbarian Desolation was identical to that of a true Divine Spirit.
Shock! Utter shock! Wang Mubai couldn't believe that such a minor Barbarian Clan could actually harbor a Divine Spirit.
