Qi Chunshen glanced around and quietly compared, finding himself seemingly the weakest existence in this four-person team.
"You human cultivators have invaded our Demon Race's Mountain Range. Today you kill me, but tomorrow the Great Demon Emperor will avenge me!"
The Volcano Demon King struggled to jump up, his body momentarily suspended in midair. The bumps on his back lit up one by one and then burst open like fireworks. In an instant, thick poisonous smoke filled the entire array space.
"Use your killing move, finish it off quickly!"
Wan Tianchou's face changed, as the one presiding over the Fog Prison Array, he felt the spirit stone energy on the Array Plate being rapidly consumed.
If this continued, even if they could kill the Volcano Demon King, the forty-eight top-grade spirit stones on the Array Plate would soon be near the edge of being scrapped.
Thinking of the Young Master's order, Wan Tianchou dared not hesitate any longer.
