Chapter 1089: The Might of the River Styx
The Demon League’s magical ship drew closer and closer to the Bloodslaughter Star, where countless demon disciples on the ship gazed towards the star, all holding magical treasures and artifacts, their eyes fierce with anticipation.
The Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor lightly ascended and began to fly slowly forward.
Streams of demonic aura escaped from his body, transforming into fierce black dragons that roared through the starry sky, invigorating the demon disciples.
The Demon Emperor had not taken action in person for a long time, so how could the disciples not be excited?
After all, witnessing a battle of the strong could enlighten them a great deal.
"Oh, the legendary Demon Emperor?"
A hoarse voice came from the Bloodslaughter Star, echoing across the entire starry sky and causing goosebumps.
Even in the face of the Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor, the speaker was fearless, and his voice stirred up the demon disciples.
Upon hearing this, the Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor’s flight speed increased, leaving behind a long trail of afterimages as he raced towards the Bloodslaughter Star.
"Reptile! Come out and die!"
The Bloodslaughter Demon Emperor roared angrily, his right hand suddenly lifting, and in an instant, rolling demonic aura condensed into a terrifying black blade fifty thousand zhang long.