It threw a punch, and the fist wind stretching ninety thousand miles tore apart everything along its path.
"You ask what I am? I am a demon, a true demon!"
The black-haired youth waved his hand, and the Yin Yang Fish formed from seven-colored demonic energy began to spin.
The fist wind sank into it, like a clay ox entering the sea—vanished without a trace.
"This…"
The Green Steel Demon King's expression changed.
Boom! In the next moment, that fist wind rebounded exactly as it was, attacking itself!
Crack! The indestructible Vajra Demon Body was shattered.
Time to get out while the going's good!
Whatever happens to the neighbors is none of my business!
The Green Steel Demon King chose flight as the best of the thirty-six stratagems and quickly fled.
There are plenty of strong beings in the Abyss, so naturally someone else will handle this demon.
At the same time.
Abyss, 663rd layer.
A figure, pitch-black throughout, divine yet demonic, opened its ancient eyes.
