"How could it possibly be you!" Kui Lang, the Demon Star Lord, gasped for air, struggling relentlessly in Su Heng's grasp. His voice was a bit strange, sharp and hoarse because of the heavy blow to his chin. He remembered this face that appeared before him; Tuo Long, the Great Demon Lord, had died at this person's hands.
Even so, at the time Kui Lang, the Demon Star Lord, didn't take Su Heng too seriously.
Among the many Great Lords of Demon Country, Tuo Long, the Great Demon Lord, was at the bottom in terms of strength, while Kui Lang was in a slightly above-average position. When the echo of the Eternal Heavens deepened, and the Mountain of Corpses descended upon the mortal world, Kui Lang was confident he could settle old scores.
But he hadn't expected—
Before he had time to make a move, the other party had already taken the initiative to kill his way to him.
And this power—
