Above the Firmament, raging winds howled.
In the skies engulfed by rolling Dark Demon Air, covering a dozen kilometers, stood the Demon King, towering over eight hundred meters tall, with three heads and six arms, each holding a burning Black Flame War Spear.
Yet at this time, this Mid-Mythical Stage Demon King was as if facing a formidable enemy, all three hideous heads looking in terror to the left, where a young man with shoulder-length black hair appeared out of nowhere, hundreds of meters away.
In contrast to the mountainous Demon King, Jack Clark, who had retained his True Body form, seemed as insignificant as an ant before it, barely discernible, with an aura that was covertly emitting a Mythical-level presence.
What shocked the Demon King was that the other had blatantly disregarded its Dark Law Domain and teleported there by distorting space.
"Abyssal Wheel of Annihilation, all ten directions obliterated!"