Seeing the demon tribe members who continuously ascended and hovered in front of him, Pei Yan let out a long sigh, relaxed the hand gripping his head, and kicked them away. He now had a slight admiration for these demon people. Whether they were forced by Raphael's words or simply had a one-track mind driven by bravery, his demonstration of lethal force had actually aroused their fighting spirit, and their numbers in the sky not only didn't decrease but increased, showing a united front against a common enemy.
Fine, since he was supposed to establish power, whether it was one sheep or two, it made no difference. It was an excellent chance to test the true strength of the Hell Realm people. With this in mind, Pei Yan swung his lightsaber and, without saying more, pushed the engine on his back to rapidly charge into the crowd.
