Chapter 1440: The Advent of the Bow and Arrow

The Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon towered above, and between movements of his demonic eyes, the surroundings for dozens of miles were completely within his sight. The aura of the Demon Lord from the Ancient Fiend Race was unmistakably displayed.

The three celestial level cultivators from the Southern Dipper Li Clan had complex expressions, exchanging looks, each seeing a hint of panic in the others' eyes.

They were all celestial level cultivators, naturally able to feel the overpowering presence emanating from this self-proclaimed powerhouse of the demon tribe, which made them all feel a sense of powerlessness.

If it had been a powerhouse from the human faction, they wouldn't have been afraid psychologically; they might have even rushed forward to fight first.

However, hearing it was the demon tribe, it somewhat suppressed their morale.