As Cao Changjing continued his slaughter, the once spacious, brightly lit hall had been reduced beyond recognition, with more than half of the structure collapsed.
Smoke and dust filled the air; devastation lay everywhere.
Those guests who had originally come merely to watch the excitement had long since been frightened out of their wits.
They fled in every direction. Who would still dare step forward to stop Cao Changjing's rampage?
Nine Skeletons Master watched it all unfold, the fury in his heart burning ever hotter.
His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Cao Changjing, then abruptly swept his fan.
With several sharp whooshes, a number of flying swords shot forth like meteors, aiming straight for Cao Changjing's vital points!
Cao Changjing was entangled by several demon generals.
He was also suppressed by Nine Skeletons Master's cultivation.
Though Cao Changjing fought more fiercely with every battle, killing several highly cultivated demon generals in succession,
it made Nine Skeletons Master's heart ache terribly.
Flying swords pierced through Cao Changjing's legs.
Yet he did not care in the slightest. His hammer struck the flying swords with loud bangs.
In the midst of the exhilarating slaughter, Cao Changjing had not noticed that blood was already pouring from his body.
Just as Cao Changjing was fighting to his heart's content,
Li Xuanxiao in the rear mountain had not been idle at all.
Li Xuanxiao's three avatars flitted through every corner of the rear peak like ghosts.
Wherever they passed, demons and monsters fell one after another.
The fifteen puppets followed close behind. Some swung enormous axes, while others unleashed powerful spells, slaughtering the remaining demons one by one.
Amid this bloody massacre, Li Xuanxiao's three avatars did not pause for even a moment.
Their objective was clear: they headed directly for several treasure vaults