Prehistoric: Starting from the Mediation of Creation

The Demon King really didn't expect that food would be delivered to his door.

Is this a buffet?

The cry of "Demon King" resounded throughout the Ten Thousand Demon Plains and also echoed continuously in the Demon World.

The demons then sent out their demonic thoughts from their own demonic caves and plunged into the Ten Thousand Demon Plains to watch the excitement.

All the demons knew that the great demon commander had returned.

The people of the Heavenly Demon Realm were already in a panic. After all, the demon lords had hunted down this man before, and now he had gone a step further and snatched away the half-step spiritual treasure, the Spirit of the Artifact Realm. So the demon lords were afraid that the Heavenly Demon Marshal would cause trouble for them after he recovered, in order to regain the face and reputation he had lost over the years.

However, he came in a vicious state and went straight to the Demon King, with whom he had almost no conflict.

It seems that this person knows the truth. The root of all the contradictions in the demon world lies in this person.

The demon lords were still thinking that if the Demon Marshal had the upper hand, should they follow suit and beat him or stop him?

But after thinking about it, they felt that there should be a balance between the two sides so that they can benefit from it. Otherwise, if one company dominates the market, how can they reap the little benefits they can get?

They thought about a lot of things, but none of them thought of one possibility.

That is, no matter who has the upper hand between the Demon Marshal and the Demon King, he is no match for them, let alone help either of them.

"Demon King!"

Another roar echoed throughout the Ten Thousand Demons Plain, and an extremely bright light was lit up, transforming into a spear-like cone of light.

The light pierced straight into the chest of the Demon King, leaving no spare strength, and he also wanted to kill him while he was sick.

Rumble.

The terrifying sound that shook the entire Demon World was heard when the light pierced the chest of the Demon King. The power contained in the light not only poured onto the Demon King's body, but also crushed the entire Demon World without any regard.

Crash.

The light disintegrated in the chest of the Demon King, turning into countless light particles, which condensed into crystal-like solid crystals of various colors in the void.

These crystals may have a profound impact on the entire demon world. Of course, when many demon lords watching the battle are still thinking about whether they should intercept some of them, the sleeping Demon King will absorb all the crystals when he opens his mouth and breathe, and then swallow them into his stomach.

woke up! ?

woke up! !

The Demon King awakened at this moment.

"You're calling my name?"

The Demon King, who was always ruthless and taciturn, did not take direct action this time and suppressed the Demon Marshal on the spot. This surprised many demon lords.

Perhaps this is the difference between an ordinary Demon Lord and a Demon Marshal. The Demon Marshal is already enough for the Demon King to respect him.

And in the eyes of the Demon King, the demon lords are just dispensable dishes.

It's just that the Demon Marshal didn't want to waste any more words with the Demon King. He was already feeling annoyed. Although the first attack was just a test, the Demon King didn't even have the energy to face the enemy. He just resisted with his own flesh and blood, and even turned it into various spiritual essences.

Then, the second attack of the Demon Marshal came again.

It is called the second attack, but in fact it includes countless offensives. Many immortal arts converge in it, transforming into an extremely terrifying great immortal art, with the Avenue of Existence as its center, bringing its realm to the threshold of Golden Immortal.

But a Golden Immortal is still a Golden Immortal after all. No tricks can reach this limit and can only linger outside the limit.

There are actually quite a few situations like the Demon Marshal in the ancient times.