"Damn, I'm starting to feel sorry for those three Heavenly Demon Emperors. Just imagine it: the three brothers marched out all high-spirited, ready to strike at the experts of our Great Thousand World, only to get instantly killed before they'd even properly shown themselves."
"Damn it, brother, stop talking. I can already picture it in my head."
The Demon Slaying List would not be wrong, and most people had just witnessed that scene themselves, so the news quickly spread.
Quite a few Heavenly Sovereigns had come here as well, and they all wanted to see who that ruthless man was who had slain three Heavenly Demon Emperors by himself.
Meanwhile.
Within the territory of the Extraterrestrial Evil Clan.
Fu Ye was currently sorting through the spoils with Mandala, Jiu You, and the others.
Jiu You and Mandala's pretty faces were filled with excitement and exhilaration.
They knew Fu Ye was powerful, but they had never expected him to be this powerful.
Outsiders might have thought that Fu Ye had exhausted every last ounce of strength before finally defeating those three Heavenly Demon Emperors, but the truth was the complete opposite.
Fu Ye had merely casually slapped out with his hand, tearing apart the spatial turbulence, and the three Heavenly Demon Emperors were simply slapped to death.
"Tsk, good thing I mischievously changed my title to Ancestor Dragon some time ago. Otherwise, how awkward would it be if I used my real name?"
Jiu You and Mandala were actually fine. They were only Senior Demon Slayers; although that would draw the attention of various factions, it would not cause anything major.
But killing three Heavenly Demon Emperors with a single slap was far too eye-catching.
"Jiu You, Mandala, have you finished cleaning up the battlefield? It's time for us to head