The Demon Lord Giant Crocodile let out a roar of dissatisfaction.
It forcefully endured two strikes from Xuanmo True Monarch, crazily twisting to tear through space, fleeing in embarrassment back into the rolling demonic clouds at the entrance of the Ancient Demon Hall, disappearing instantly.
Xuanmo True Monarch and True Monarch Wu Ya did not pursue deeply; their task was to repel rather than kill.
Five great cultivators from the Human Race gathered in one place, their eyes sweeping over the demonic tide below that had fallen into temporary chaos with the death and escape of its leaders, unceremoniously striking again.
Diverse large-scale divine techniques descended, clearing vast swathes of demonic creatures like harvesting wheat.
However, the demonic tide was quite tremendous, with more hidden strong presences stirring in its depths.
The five dared not delve too deeply. After a bout of slaughter, they retreated leisurely within the screen of the array.
