The Eastern Domain was shaken. No one had expected Wei Ran's iron fists to strike not only at humans, but at demons as well, with equal ruthlessness. Unlike great clans such as the Wang Family and Zhou Family, who struck their own people with heavy blows yet cowered meekly before demons.
In a single battle, he had slain ten Demon Saints, including one Purple Whisker Golden Flood Dragon and three Heaven Shaking Sacred Apes. One had to know that these two races not only held lofty status among the Demon Race and possessed powerful bloodlines, but both also had Demon Emperors presiding over them in this age.
With such slaughter, Wei Ran had thoroughly offended the Demon Race to the death.
Had Yuan Jiuling, that old demon, not arrived at the end carrying an imperial weapon to intimidate him, every Demon Saint would have been slaughtered by Wei Ran.
"Before, I thought Wei Ran was ruthless, no different from a demon. I thought he only knew how to fight among humans, that he could heartlessly kill over a hundred thousand people. But now, he is a hero in my heart."
"He is truly ruthless when killing people, but he does not go easy on demons either."
Because of Wei Ran's destruction of the Wang Family, many people had held considerable grievances against him. Killing more than a hundred thousand people at once was simply too ruthless. Moreover, with the human race and demons locked in battle, he had not gone to kill demons but instead killed humans. Some had thought he bullied the weak and feared the strong. The events in Jinzhou, as well as his slaying of Demon Saints in Water Cloud City, had also contributed to that impression.
But now, no one had another word of complaint against