Just three months had passed, and the Golden Roc Demon Emperor, once appointed amidst crisis with an air of high spirits, had become the dull and spiritless figure he was now.
Seeing Yu Xian approach, the pupils of the Golden Roc Demon Emperor shrank, his nostrils flared, and he suddenly snapped back into alertness.
He felt a pressure emanating from Yu Xian that made him feel as though he was facing the Green Phoenix Demon Venerate of old, no, even heavier than the entire Green Phoenix Demon Clan.
"The effects of the Bloodline Curse are more severe than any before; all of the Demon Race have gone mad, their eyes filled only with slaughter, to relieve the pressure of the Bloodline Curse. Moreover, I have also sensed the presence of the Demon Sovereign, who personally oversees the Demon Army from behind.
I think they have all lost their minds."
If he hadn't run fast, he would likely have become just another consumable in the front-line war this time.
