The powerful figures of the demon race are not fools; how could they not know the might of the army? Naturally, they refuse to jump down from the body of the Ba Snake.
The Bear Demon King, hearing this, fought while retreating towards the blood pit. His wings fluttered behind him at lightning speed, and even the eight Divine Spirits could not stop him, having no choice but to watch as the Bear Demon King fell into the blood pit.
At this moment, demon aura surged into the sky from the blood pit, as numerous Great Demons appeared on the surface of the bloody water, glaring angrily at the eight Divine Spirits of the human race.
"Damn! How are there so many Great Demons? Have all the mighty ones of the demon race run to the human territory?"
Looking at the dozens of Great Demons in the blood pit, the eight Divine Spirits stopped in fright, a tinge of horror flashing in their eyes.
