It charged straight at his face, with a speed reaching its apex.
Zhang Beixing, however, sneered continuously, unafraid in the slightest.
With a reverse grab, he astonishingly seized that green light firmly.
His five fingers slightly curved, gently pinching.
With a crisp snap, the green light shattered inch by inch.
Turning into specks of stardust, dissipating into the air.
Unable to harm him in the slightest again.
"With just this bit of skill, you dare to flaunt yourself in front of me?"
Zhang Beixing stood with folded arms, a killing aura surrounding him.
His gaze, like electricity, swept over all present.
Making everyone tremble with fear, their scalps tingling.
"Gallor, it seems you really have a death wish."
He chuckled coldly, as a flash of light flickered from his raised hand.
A force even sharper than before, burst forth from his fingertip.
Targeting straight at the High Priest’s face, its piercing momentum striking terror.
"Ah——"
Gallor sensed that terrifying aura, scared out of his wits.
His legs went weak, nearly collapsing to the ground.
He never dreamed that his ultimate skill could be so easily dismantled by someone.
"No, this is impossible..."
The old man with white hair trembled in his lips.
His eyes full of disbelief and deep despair.
"Lord Gallor!"
"Damn Vampire, don’t be arrogant!"
The elders of the Elf Race all changed color in anger.
Each wore a face of fury, itching to rush up and tear Zhang Beixing to pieces.
Meanwhile, the powerful ones from the Holy See and humans were also eager to move.
It seemed a great blood battle was about to erupt.
However, just at this moment——
Rumble!
An earth-shattering explosion suddenly broke out.
The entire battlefield violently quaked under this impact.
Countless sand and stone debris flew everywhere.
Everyone was thrown to the ground, vomiting blood.
"This force is..."
Everyone widened their eyes, looking in disbelief at the distance.
Only to see the black clouds pressing down from the other end of the sky.
A giant vortex was slowly forming.
Black air surged, demonic Qi reached the sky.
Faintly, there was thunder and lightning constantly traversing the clouds.
Sudden change arose, the situation extremely perilous.
"That is..."
"The Demon Race’s spatial rift! They’re coming!"
Someone screamed, their voice forlorn.
Faces filled with fear and endless despair.
"His Majesty the Demon King..."
Alongside, Talons trembled violently.
In a daze, he realized, unknowingly, he had become a pawn.
Ha, indeed despicable and shameless creatures.
Secretly colluding with the human Holy See, trying to catch me in one fell swoop.
"Beixing, what do we do? Should we retreat for now?"
Alina looked at the sky, her expression tense.
She knew, this battle might be far more troublesome than imagined.
If they rashly engaged, the chances of survival seemed slim.
"Master, the situation is too unfavorable for us."
Richard also advised from the side, his tone anxious.
"It’s better to retreat early and seek another opportunity."
Zhang Beixing, however, remained unmoved, chuckling coldly.
"Retreat? What, the dignified Dark Emperor, scared off by mere ants?"
He stood with folded arms, surveying the surroundings with profound foresight.
The faces reached by his gaze were all terror-stricken.
Everyone was worried, anxious and fearful.
Only he stood unmoved.
As if he had already anticipated such a situation.
"If I cower here, what face do I have to command the world in the future?"
"Moreover..."
His tone shifted, suddenly becoming playful.
"Not everyone who comes is an enemy."
The moment these words came out, the entire audience was shocked.
Everyone looked at each other.
They all read complete confusion from each other’s eyes.
The mighty Demon Race army pressing down, yet this kid says they might not be enemies?
Has he been scared out of his mind, unable to speak clearly?
Just as everyone’s thoughts ran wild.
Another mutation occurred!
Boom——
Another deafening explosion.
Even more intense, even more terrifying than before.
The entire world quaked from this energy impact.
Winds rose, clouds surged, the sun and moon were dimmed.
Then, under all eyes watching.
Figures walked out from the spatial rift.
Each clad in black armor, holding demon soldiers.
Surrounded by demonic Qi, like fiends crawling out from purgatory.
Ferocious and full of murderous intent.
The leader among them had a demonic majesty that was astounding.
He walked step by step, his black robe fluttering.
His face was stern, his gaze sharp.
Exuding a chilling aura.
"Hail His Majesty the Demon King——"
The elite of the Demon Race all kneeled on one knee.
Shouting loudly, their voices shaking the heavens and earth.
Not quite submission, yet resembling it.
They revered this Monarch as if he were a deity.
"Hmm."
The Demon King responded indifferently, his gaze surveying the entire scene.
That contemptuous demeanor made all present shudder.
When he saw Zhang Beixing, his eyes slightly narrowed.
He approached steadily, standing with hands behind.
"Dark Emperor, I’ve long admired your reputation."
The Demon King’s mouth curved slightly, his smile playful.
Half-smiling, difficult to fathom.
"Half a month ago, you subdued my Talons."
"Today, I’ve come specially to see you, to discuss a deal."
As the words fell, everyone gasped.
Their hearts filled with turbulent waves, hard to calm.
This extraordinary Demon King came personally.
What kind of deal could he want to make?
Surely it concerns the whole world’s pattern!
All eyes focused on Zhang Beixing once more.
Wanting to see how this Vampire King would respond.
Unexpectedly, not only was he unflustered, he even smiled.
A confident smile appeared on his handsome face.
"His Majesty the Demon King is indeed a wise man."
Zhang Beixing looked up, meeting the other’s gaze.
His tone was calm, yet not lacking in authority.
"Since you are open and direct, I will speak plainly."
"Surely Your Majesty has seen the faces of the humans and the Holy See."
"They claim justice on the surface, but are full of deceit and schemes."