Chu Jiang continued his slaughter, killing the demon army at the fastest speed possible.
After all.
The entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountains was roughly the size of more than twenty provinces of Great Chu. If these demons scattered and fled, it would become far more troublesome to harvest them on such a massive scale afterward.
Crack—
Frost shot in all directions, and goose-feather snow began to fall from the sky, turning heaven and earth into a frozen wasteland.
"This king will fight you to the death!"
The White Bone Demon King flew into a rage, directly burning his blood and qi as he began his desperate struggle.
However, the gap between him and Chu Jiang was simply too vast. In a single breath, a resplendent ice sculpture still burning lay upon the ground.
At this moment.
Chu Jiang seemed to have transformed into the God of Death. He crazily shrank the earth into inches throughout the nations of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Wherever he passed, countless demons fell, blood splashing three feet high as demon blood rained from the skies.
Whether low-ranking or high-ranking demons, none could escape his grasp.
Yet some demons had vanished without a trace. After all, with an army of a million demons scattered everywhere, no matter how strong he was, he could not slaughter them all at once.
[Congratulations, Host. You have annihilated a small demon army and obtained 800 years of Heavenly Lifespan.] [Congratulations, Host. You have slain the Blood Mosquito Demon King and obtained five years of Heavenly Lifespan.] [...]
Records of demons constantly refreshed on Chu Jiang's panel.
One day later.
Of the organized, large-scale demon forces throughout the various nations, fewer than one in ten remained. Apart from a small portion hiding away, ninety