C828 Blood Slave!

Veins throbbed on the man's forehead as sweat streamed down his face. Despite exerting his maximum strength, he couldn't wrest the mace from Soong Yang's grip.

Soong Yang, on the other hand, appeared completely at ease, as if the effort was nothing to him.

In that moment, a wave of fear washed over the warriors of the Heavenly Demon Association