Li Si was infuriated by Wang Yan, and immediately raised both hands, conjuring ten long purple spears that shot towards Wang Yan.
To Li Si, these purple spears were merely a casual transformation, regardless of whether it was ten or a hundred, as long as there was sufficient divine power within, it could be fully manifested.
Upon seeing these ten purple spears, Wang Yan's eyes revealed a look of dread.
Just one earlier had been extremely difficult to fend off, and now suddenly ten were flying towards him.
Wang Yan did not dare to face these ten purple spears directly. As they flew towards him, his body swayed and he instantly retreated several miles.
Seeing this, all the demon cultivators from Nameless Mountain shook their heads in silence.
"So this Demon Wolf King only has this little bit of ability."
"I have already seen it; he is merely at the Great Perfection of the Demon Venerable stage; how can he compete with Master Li Si, a demigod?"
