Abyssal Demon Army

Yang Ling attacked decisively at the critical moment. He cast Binding Space and enveloped the entire battlefield, then led Hydra, the bald Mammoth Butler, and the rest of the group in launching a lightning-fast attack.

Whoosh…

Following Yang Ling's violent cry, a thick Crystal Mist suddenly enveloped the entire battlefield, creating a formless, blanketing pressure. The wanderers realized that it had not much of an impact on them after recovering from their surprise, only that their vision was slightly obstructed. Compared to them, the Abyssal Demons trembled, their power and speed decreasing drastically.

Space Bind!

"Quick, get into formation, quick!" The leader of the evil demons gave a hasty order after he saw the thick Crystal Mist. The sudden appearance of the thick mist and the heavy pressure made him instinctively feel an unprecedented sense of threat; Yang Ling, who was carrying the Battle Soul Blade on his back, gave him huge pressure!