Decisive Battle in the Demon Dragon Realm

Bang!

The Demon Dragon Race's enormous corpse and severed head crashed onto the ground, kicking up massive clouds of dust and producing a thunderous roar.

Yet aside from that deafening sound, there was no other noise. Hundreds of thousands of Mythical Grade Demon Dragons stared in terror at Kong Xuan beside Wang Xian, some even seeming to stop breathing.

Other races might not have known, but the Demon Dragon Race certainly did. The Demon Dragon whose head had just been severed was known as the one closest to the Dragon Lord in the Demon Dragon Realm, perhaps even capable of breaking through into the Dragon Lord's realm.

Among dragons at the peak of the Divine Realm, that Demon Dragon had once achieved the terrifying feat of fighting a hundred enemies alone.

Yet such a powerful Demon Dragon had been silently slain without putting up even the slightest resistance.

No, it could not be said that it had offered no resistance. It had simply been killed before it could react at all!

It was not only the Demon Dragon Race. The White Crane Clan, Sky Roc Clan, and other races surrounded by the Demon Dragons were also terrified.

As native races of the Demon Dragon Realm, they naturally recognized the beheaded Demon Dragon. It had been a mountain pressing down upon them, and it was precisely because of that Demon Dragon that they had become vassal races of the Demon Dragon Race.

But now, the strongest Demon Dragon in the Demon Dragon Realm had been silently beheaded and thoroughly killed!

"Star Lord, mighty!"

After briefly freezing, the player standing beside Wang Xian immediately shouted loudly.

"Star Lord, mighty!"

Below, the White Crane Clan, Sky Roc Clan, and the other races began shouting in unison after hearing that player's cry.

"Why do