What kind of existence was the Golden Mantis Behemoth? It carried exotic blood, wreathed in the mighty power of metal; its scales and armor were hard as divine iron, its godly claws sharper than Heavenly Blades. With a casual lift of a claw, it could cleave apart a great mountain—tyrannical as a peerless demon god!
Any ordinary Golden Guard that casually stepped out of the Divine Palace could awe all directions!
For the past three hundred years, all demons had bowed their heads. Forget provoking them—even when passing nearby, merely casting a distant glance at Golden Mantis Mountain would fill one with reverence. Few dared raise their heads and look directly at it!
Countless Human Race powerhouses had fallen at the hands of the Golden Mantis Behemoth clan.
Across this stretch of territory, whether cultivators or mortals, anyone who heard the five words "Golden Mantis Demon" would turn pale in shock!
Who could have imagined that such a powerful clan would be slaughtered clean by a single Human Race youth today!
"The Golden Mantis King and Golden Mantis Marshal aren't here. Their corpses aren't among them!"
"No wonder! I was wondering how those two lords, with their supreme demonic powers, could possibly have been slaughtered by some little brat!"
"That kid is finished. He took advantage of the Golden Mantis King and Marshal being away to sneakily raid their home. Once the two lords return, they'll wipe out his entire nine generations!"
The demons searched inside and out but did not find the corpses of the Golden Mantis King or Golden Mantis Marshal. Their shock eased somewhat, and they decided Xiao Chen was finished!
Although Xiao Chen had killed so many terrifyingly powerful Golden Mantis Demons alone, which was already heaven-defying enough, the strongest beings of Golden Mantis Mountain had