The cold voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly across the heavens, like a death sentence from the reaper that chilled every listening member of the Demon Race to their very soul.
The souls of the Talisman Emperor and the Bone-Eroding Demon Emperor nearly fled their bodies in terror.
They discovered in horror that even after burning their source blood essence to push their speed to the absolute limit, the figure behind them, emanating a terrifying aura, was still closing the distance at a visible rate.
His seemingly casual pace was so unnervingly bizarre it shattered their nerves.
Never before had the shadow of death loomed so large.
Faced with an absolute disparity in speed and the looming threat of death, the two Demon Emperors' minds raced like never before.
The Talisman Emperor's eyes were riddled with blood vessels as countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
