A multitude of Slaughter Sword Intent converged into countless longswords, densely hovering over the gathering place of the Wolf Demon Clan.
The translucent yet understated silver-white sheen flickered, forming a single entity, as if enveloping the mountain ridge in a layer of silver-white protection.
Were the silver-white Slaughter Sword Intent forming this protective layer not pointing downward, not targeting those stunned and bewildered wolf demons, perhaps the Great Demon Kings rushing from afar might feel relieved.
Yet at present, upon witnessing the widespread emergence of Slaughter Sword Intent across the hills and valleys, every demon could not help but quiver in fear.
