Zhang Xinglie's memory was astonishing, and he whispered, "They are all Trial Takers, I remember most of them!"
Both sides paused for a moment, then rushed towards each other simultaneously.
Zhou Leng's gaze swiftly swept over the eight Demons.
Each of the eight Demons was at the Late Stage of Body Refining, with sinister smiles on their faces.
A Prayer, skilled in Mental Attacks, with a mouth taking up half his face.
Two Evil Tumor Warriors, three meters tall, round like balls, with thick arms hanging to the ground, covered with variously colored lumps.
The surface of the lumps was wrapped in a transparent membrane, with flesh writhing inside.
Evil Tumor Warriors excelled at disease and venom attacks.
Two Maids of Suffering, each riding a Human-faced Wolf, wielding a Spinal Bone Spike Sword.
Two Humpbacked Horse Demons, headless with necks concave like a chrysanthemum.
Massive in shape, with a hunchback throbbing like a heartbeat, sending power throughout the body.
