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At this moment, none of the demons dared to underestimate the situation any longer.

They could not win in melee combat.

Their Dharmic weapons were useless.

They had lost in a fight with Dharmic arts.

There were already five mid-level fiend demons that had died in the hands of this man at this point of the battle.

Even if he was a low-level fiend demon, nobody dared to underestimate him any longer!

Solitary Cloud was enraged and was still indignant.

As a pure-blooded ferocious beast, his bloodline was noble and strong and even contained a trickle of the Dragon race's bloodline. Furthermore, he was a full major cultivation realm above this man - how could he possibly lose when he was joining forces with others?

Even if they had to drag on the fight, they could defeat this man in a combined war of attrition!

"Kill!"

Solitary Cloud opened his mouth and a current surged forward!