A Rank Three Demon Spirit, scorched by the flames, reverted to its true form. A bolt of thunder then struck it, and with a deafening BOOM, the demon was obliterated into dust.
"No, don't! I don't want to die!" Amidst a chorus of unwilling roars, three or four Rank Three Demon Spirits perished in an instant, utterly defenseless.
Outside!
An uproar erupted. All of the White Demon King's subordinates had been sucked into the giant black ball, their fates unknown. Before long, however, the massive sphere began to glow crimson.
Bloodcurdling screams continuously echoed from within.
The screams were as mournful as wandering souls and as shrill as ghosts. Each cry bored into their ears, sending a shiver through the hearts of the onlookers. 'Just what horrors are unfolding in there?'
Suddenly, a glittering golden orb floated out from the giant black ball, as brilliant as the brightest star in the night sky.
"What is that?"
"Heavens, that's a Demon Spirit's Lifebound Golden Core!"
