Ye Futian and the others were right under the demonic shadow, and they dared not breathe too hard.
A devil emperor!
This demonic shadow must be that of a devil emperor.
However, there was no head, as it had been sheared off.
However, even without his head, he still seemed to have his own will and had smashed the Karura with a single blow. It was as if he still recognized who his mortal enemy was after all those years.
A horrific coercion shrouded this space, and a dead silence pervaded. Just one of the hands from this demonic shadow was enough to wipe out all of them easily.
At this time, the demonic shadow moved, turning slowly to face them. Even without a head, they still felt like he was staring at them. Immediately, everyone felt suffocated. It was as if their breathing was about to stop, and they dared not move an inch.
