Their bodies were over seven hundred feet tall, no different from two rapidly moving mountains. The aura they emanated was even more immense than two Ancient Wilderness Mountains, making one's very soul tremble in fear.
Their Cultivation was at the peak of the Ninth Realm.
Their strength was more than ten times that of the two previous Demon Kings.
"Where is the bastard who killed our kin? Show yourself and die!"
"Audacious members of the Human Race, you dare to flee? We will capture you and punish you severely! We'll start by breaking your legs—let's see you run then!"
The two Demon Kings possessed an overwhelming presence, as if they could swallow mountains and rivers. They uttered two sentences, and every word boomed like the tolling of a great bell, shaking the newly freed Human Race Cultivators so violently that they coughed up blood and collapsed.
