He speaks as if it's real. Could it be that he truly knows some profound secret? A powerhouse of the Demon Race hesitated slightly. Xiang Shan's demeanor didn't suggest he was bluffing; he appeared brimming with confidence.
"Don't be fooled by him! He's an expert at playing the mystic and beguiling demonic hearts. Otherwise, he never would have acquired so many followers!" another matriarch of the Demon Race said sternly. "Xiang Shan must die today."
"Do it! Execute him!"
At the command, the sky tore asunder. Innumerable beams of Demonic Light rained down like a meteor shower, each carrying an aura of annihilation capable of instantly destroying the powerful bodies of the Demon Race, ripping apart their spirits, and inflicting endless pain before death.
"Followers of the Ancestral Demon Sect, heed my command!"
