Twilight descended!
The Demon Sect was a picture of serenity.
Boom!
Fang Yang flicked his sleeve, causing the air around him to explode instantly.
A terrifying force gushed forth.
It slammed into the great hall.
In that instant, a whirlwind arose, clouds surged.
With the enhancement of the Mysterious Heaven Strategy, his aura became stronger and more majestic.
He seemed like a deity descending upon the mortal world, making the group of Demon Sect disciples guarding outside tremble in fear, as if on thin ice.
Almost ready to kneel on the ground.
"It's no wonder he's the Demon Lord, with exceptional talent. Plus, having started all over again, it probably won't take much time before he reaches the Second Rank realm,"
Fang Yang murmured to himself, quite satisfied with the progress of his strength.
A day of cultivation had left him drenched in sweat, sticky and uncomfortable, making it difficult to fall asleep.
