Slaughtering Demons (2)

This Astral Demon radiated a suffocating presence. The divine lights emitting from his bronze body were nearly transcended. Exuding power far beyond peak Divine Ruler. 

A half-step Holy King expert was stationed here. 

At this time, the half-step Holy King and the other Astral Demons were engaged in an important discussion.

The contents? 

Cain could give less of a damn what they had to say. He only noted them as this would draw out the Holy King masters hiding deep within this slave camp. 

A cold sneer curled Cain's lips. Glimmers of lightning ice essence mystically swirled around his palm. 

Just a light flick was all that was needed. The lightning-ice essence tore into the divine world with a world-tearing intensity! 

Space loudly shattered, the ground violently tremble, and powerful whirlwinds sliced throughout the entire slave camp.