"Despicable demons, my Horned Demon clan has tens of thousands of kin, how could we possibly fear you!"
An enraged Horned Demon said to Bai Yan, the rest of the Horned Demons were also glaring at Bai Yan and his people with their massive horns glowing brightly.
"Thinking a bunch of lightbulbs can defy the will of the Demon Lord?"
Bai Yan stood in the void, his figure unspeakably domineering and untamed.
"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source!"
"So what if your Horned Demon clan has tens of thousands of kin? I'm afraid there aren't enough of you for me to slaughter!"
With the Demon Dragon Pattern Longsword in his hand, Bai Yan swept across the sky, unleashing a myriad of sword shadows that densely covered the entire canyon, blotting out the sun!
"This is..."
Upon sensing the terrifying energy attached to these sword shadows, the Horned Demons completely despaired.
