As the black mist dissipated, Pei Yan returned to his human form, stretching his arms and exhaling a long breath into the sky. Behind him, three dull thuds sounded, as three lifeless bodies fell from the heavens and plunged into the magma beside him.
"Whew! The so-called effect of the pure-blood Demon Race is indeed different. It's at least a hundred times smoother to activate the Demon Race Law than before!" Pei Yan looked at his hands, recalling the process of the struggle when consuming the life force of three Hell Beasts in battle, with the Death Power and the opponent's Origin Law of the Demon Race operating effortlessly, without the previous feeling of discord and stagnation in the energy source during the fight.
