At the same time, the fourth crippled body made its move.
The two of them joined forces and charged towards the white-bearded fox.
The other demon experts didn't matter; what mattered was the ancient scepter.
"They're after the scepter!" roared an ancient tiger king. "Escort the scepter away!"
The other old geezers were anxious.
The ancient scepter, the demon race's supreme treasure, couldn't be lost here.
If it was, the demons would go mad.
Not only was the ancient scepter terrifying, but it also possessed an incredibly strong rallying power.
There was no way the demons could afford to lose it.
This group of old monsters had intended to leave, but with the situation shifting, they all stayed behind and attacked together, protecting the white-bearded fox.
The third body moved his left hand slightly, gripping the Universe Shattering Sword as he charged forward, shouting, "Son of Heaven Combat Technique!"
