The Great Demon was still clutching a pile of Energy Baryte. As he surveyed the surrounding wreckage and the lesser demons—once whole but now grievously injured—his malevolent aura surged. His dark eyes locked onto Ye Qingchen and his party. Following his long howl to the sky, several more Great Demons flew in through the cave entrance. Their wings were already shrunken, glinting with a faint, black, scale-like light, and each of them reeked of blood. It was obvious they had just rushed over from a fierce battle. At the command of several Great Demons, the True Demons behind them flapped their wings and extended their claws, poised to pounce at any moment.
