Chapter 423: Underestimated

"Roar!" "Graaah!" The sky dimmed until it felt like day and night had been blotted out. Benson Santee and Pearl Vinaul pressed toward the Innermost Depths of the Central Battlefield. Ahead, the mountain ranges swarmed with demonic beast packs. Even from far away, the sight made a person's scalp prickle. They flew high above, but waves of Flying Demonic Beast still came to intercept them, one after another. The Heavenly Burial Sword in Benson Santee's hand barely had a moment's rest. Every swing...