"Deserting in the heat of battle?!"
An extremely cold voice suddenly rang out, as if from the abyss of the netherworld.
Mi Zhan's fleeing form abruptly froze mid-air, even his blood seemed to freeze at that moment.
He struggled to move his eyes, looking towards the source of the voice.
He saw a bone-white skeleton standing before a void fissure, encircled by demonic qi that was a hundred times purer than his own!
Icy blue soul fire danced within its hollow eye sockets, merely gazing at it made Mi Zhan feel a chill in his very bloodline.
The strict hierarchy of the Demon Race was displayed vividly at this moment.
Without hesitation, Mi Zhan lowered his head, his voice trembling noticeably:
"My lord..."
Faced with the Upper Demon Race, resistance would only lead to a more miserable death.
Yet the bone demon allowed no chance for explanation.
A white bony claw instantly clutched Mi Zhan's throat, the terrifying demonic qi directly sealed his entire body's power.
