Watching the Demon Lord restored to his original state, Mu Can felt a tremendous pressure weighing on his heart under the Demon Lord's peerless demonic might.
If all the members of the Demon Clan invading the Mortal World were like this, then what could the Mortal World possibly do to eliminate them?
"He is not that powerful," Purple Cloud said as if she had read Mu Can's mind.
If the Demon Lord's strength was truly as he displayed, then there would be no need to use the three hundred thousand blood sacrifices prepared within Mingyang City to recover.
"Come at me again! Is that all the strength you've got?" The Demon Lord raised his middle finger toward the Tribulation Cloud and shouted loudly.
The Tribulation Cloud in the sky seemed to be brewing something different, unlike the previous five continuous Heavenly Thunderbolts, this time the interval was so long.
The blood-red Tribulation Cloud slowly began to show a hint of gold.
