Lu Chenzhou remained unmoved. He felt a tinge of regret in his heart; he only had one Vermilion Bird Sword Qi left.
This little Demon King actually had a secret trump card left by his elders. In the future, he'd have to be careful when entangled with other little Demon Kings.
The cry of the vermilion bird echoed throughout Yun Meng Base City, causing all the demons to tremble in terror. Their souls collapsed as they retreated back to Yun Meng Lake.
Outside the city, the Eight-Armed Demon King looked grim: "Retreat! Next time, we'll crush Yun Meng City!"
The horde of demons came rushing in, and left just as quickly.
They abandoned helmets and armor, and under the rain of artillery, more than half perished or were wounded.
Li Minghuang's expression was solemn, thinking to himself, "So this little Demon King really did come seeking Lu Chenzhou, but in the end, was slain by this kid using his sect's secret card."
