Chapter 105: Tenji Sword Sect Enters the Game

The Demon King's belly felt like a massive furnace. Anyone swallowed whole was instantly eaten away by gray demonic miasma, their flesh dissolving into a puddle of bloody slurry within moments. Benson Santee had reached the most critical point. The Peace Pestle shone like a Thunder Staff as it erupted with violent force, punching through the Demon King's stomach wall and spearing into its Demonic Beast Bone. At once, countless threads of blood essence gathered above Benson's head, condensing...