The Great Ape King's expression was icy cold. He stood his ground, showing no intention of leaving and exuded a strong presence.
"You have thirty seconds left,"
Qin Ming reminded him.
The Great Ape King sneered, as a Heavenly Passage Strong Person himself, he was naturally unafraid of the Great Ape King.
Time ticked away little by little, and a moment passed in the blink of an eye.
"Ungrateful."
Qin Ming spat out four words, and he made his move.
His strike was not directed at the Great Ape King but towards those of the Demon Race.
He unleashed a stream of True Qi, which split into dozens of streams, piercing through them.
Those from the Demon Race were not strong, the strongest being no more than the Golden Winged Great Peng King, and the others had not even reached the secret realm.
Qin Ming's strike was terrifying. Even though it split into dozens of attacks, it was still exceedingly frightening.
The Great Ape King had not expected Qin Ming's attack to be so fierce.
