Embracing the Demonic Path

A thunderous roar echoed, shaking the golden mountain as Fang Xiu, in an instant, transformed into a god of slaughter.

His entire being exuded an aura of carnage, reminiscent of the man commanding armies on the battlefield.

As Li Xiongshan and others once again revealed mocking smiles, they perceived Fang Xiu's display as mere bravado.

However, just as everyone prepared to rush forward, on the mountain's summit of the golden peak, eighteen eerie and terrifying figures suddenly appeared.

These eighteen Alluring Dark Spirits responded to Fang Xiu's call, roaring toward the disciples of the three major factions.

Their emerald eyes, void of any emotion, focused on the unfortunate targets.

"What kind of creatures are these? Their entire beings are shrouded in an aura of malevolence."

"Demonic entities! Fang Xiu has truly embraced the demonic, controlling these dark beings."