Chapter 1471: Desperate Situation

"Not right, though the strike from my Pure Yang Sword possessed immense power, it could not possibly have harmed the Jing River Dragon King. Why has he not struck back, merely watching as I slaughter his Demon subordinates?" Now that Shen Luo's mana had recovered, his mind became more agile.

At this moment, the surrounding black and red Demonic Qi suddenly surged, growing stronger and forming an overwhelming Devil Cloud that enshrouded both the altar and Shen Luo within.

"Ha ha, Friend Shen, thank you for killing those fifteen Demons. Those things were meant as sacrificial offerings for the Great Primordial Heavenly Demon Array, saving this King quite a bit of trouble," the Jing River Dragon King's figure slowly emerged from the ground.

Shen Luo's expression darkened upon hearing this, and he hurriedly recalled the seven Pure Yang Swords and the Sky Fiend Corpse King, about to do something, when the sky-filled black and red Devil Cloud suddenly swooped down, swallowing him whole.