His sword surged like a dragon!
It danced across the sky!
Demon Generals.
Grandmasters.
Demon Kings.
Beneath Xiao Chen's almost frenzied sword light.
They vanished into ash.
Some were cleaved in two.
Some were shredded to pieces.
Some exploded with a thunderous crash, every inch reduced to blood.
"He's been killing for so long, yet he still hasn't exhausted himself!"
"He killed the Pig Might Divine General. Did you think he could be weak?"
"I told you already, don't rush. Charge in too soon, and you'll become cannon fodder!"
The demons whispered among themselves in shock.
"Young friend Xiao Chen, these old bones can hold out no longer. I'll go on ahead. If there is another life, I'll fight beside you again and protect these splendid mountains and rivers!"
"Demon brats, come meet your deaths!"
With a booming laugh, Li Heng, soaked in blood and his limbs mangled, exploded into a shower of light that slammed into the vast swath of the demon tide blocking Xiao Chen's path.
This battle.
Had been exhilarating.
He had no regrets.
His only sorrow.
Was that he had failed to protect Xiao Chen.
"Elder Heng, may your journey be peaceful!"
"I, Xiao Chen of the younger generation of the human race, bid all you elders farewell!"
At that moment.
The grief and fury pent up in his heart could no longer be contained.
Xiao Chen's hair hung loose and disheveled.
His entire body was drenched in blood.
He threw back his head and roared!
Ten thousand soldiers of the Scarlet Thunder Divine Army.
Apart from him.
Had all fallen in battle!
The demons had suffered only seven thousand casualties!
He had slain three hundred and eighty-two demons.
More than twenty-three thousand still stood before him.
The demons were an ocean.
Filling every direction.
And