The Monster Race's territory, the Three-Headed Lion Clan's domain.
Many low-tier Three-Headed Lions stood outside the secret chamber, waiting for the high-tier Three-Headed Lions to finish their discussion.
Suddenly, three streaks of light tore across the sky and flew into the Three-Headed Lion Clan's domain, transforming into Yu Jiao Lan and the other two.
"Today, the Three-Headed Lion Clan shall be destroyed!"
Jin Langyi spoke first, his expression cold and severe.
Golden Light flashed in his hand, condensing into a golden spear that he hurled downward.
Rumble!
After a deafening boom.
The Main Hall at the center of the Three-Headed Lion Clan's domain collapsed on the spot, turning into a cloud of dust.
This sudden change instantly alarmed every Three-Headed Lion in the clan's domain.
"Humans! Damn Humans!"
"How dare you come here seeking death!"
"Our Old Ancestors will surely skin you alive and pull out your tendons, making you beg for death and unable to die!"
One low-tier Three-Headed Lion after another glared at the three with blood-red eyes and shrieked furiously.
Their greatest confidence came from the nineteen Quasi-fifth-Rank Old Ancestors.
Nineteen against three—the advantage was naturally theirs.
"Old Ancestors, the enemy is attacking!"
"Old Ancestors!"
They shouted at the top of their lungs, begging their Old Ancestors to act.
Yet the only response they received was the golden spear in Jin Langyi's hand.
Boom!
Golden Light flashed, and huge numbers of low-tier Three-Headed Lions exploded together.
At that moment, no one noticed that Li Chang'an was standing in the shadows, holding the Demon Soul Banner.
"Come!"
He shook the Soul Banner and collected the souls of those Three-Headed Lions.
"The quality of these souls is decent, but there aren't enough of them. I can only take it slowly and build up the numbers bit by bit."
Li