"Hahaha! Attack!" Dem Zarn laughed, pointing his spear forward.
There were hundreds of demons from the Ancestral Devil race around him. They all drew their weapons, and Empyrean runes lit up on their foreheads. But that wasn't all. At the same moment, each of the demons waved, causing a dozen pulsating Yin runes with sinister power to appear.
These were the elite young members of the Ancestral Devil clan that Dem Zarn brought with him. They were all in the same realm as him and would be considered celestial geniuses in any sect below the Shadow God sect.
"They're just mediocre bastards! Whoever kills one, I'll personally reward you greatly!" Dem Zarn spoke loudly, and all the demons roared excitedly, attacking frantically.
The two sides quickly approached each other, while the whale and Dem Zarn just watched. Mistie and the advisors saw that clearly unequal and pointless confrontation. Was he sending them to their deaths? They all thought in unison.
