Everyone's eyes were now focused on the Demon Monarch.
The Demon Monarch of the Demon Race, with white hair and blood-red eyes, exposed his upper body's explosive abs, giving an impression of extreme might.
The Demon Monarch's finger trembled slightly.
"Ssss!"
Cracks burst open on the immense Ice Attribute Sword Aura, as if baring their fangs and claws.
In just a moment, countless cracks spread across the entire Sword Aura, finally collapsing completely.
The Ice Phoenix stared coldly at the Demon Monarch, frowning and thinking: "This person's power is absurdly strong, able to crush the Immortal Technique empowered by the Spirit Communication Jade and the Ancient Immortal Sword with just one finger."
"He didn't even activate his Spiritual Power, such terrifying strength, his cultivation must have reached the Late Stage of Half-Immortal."
The Ice Phoenix felt an invisible and powerful sense of oppression.
This feeling hadn't emerged in many years.
