The Ancestor of Demon Monsters' Last Stand

"Demon Ancestor Dragon isn't much stronger than the Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon now. It looks like it's over!"

In the Hua Tian Immortal Realm, Long Ling watched the two giant dragons locked in a deadly struggle and spoke.

Long Ling wasn't the only one who thought so. Even the other Quasi-Sages watching the battle thought the same.

Before this, Demon Ancestor Dragon could probably have torn the Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon to shreds with just a few swipes of his claws.

But now, both had manifested their Divine Bodies, and although the sealed Demon Ancestor Dragon still held a slight advantage,

he no longer possessed overwhelming strength.

Moreover, Haotian was nearby, holding the Heavenly Emperor Seal.

The gods seemed to have already witnessed the scene of Demon Ancestor Dragon's defeat and death.

The thought inexplicably stirred everyone's excitement.

No matter what condition Demon Ancestor Dragon was in now, he had once been a Primordial Chaos Saint.

Now, Haotian and the Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon were about to succeed in killing a Saint.

Once they thought of it that way, there was no way they could remain unexcited.

They almost wished they could take their place and experience what killing a Saint felt like.

Perhaps some incredible opportunity was hidden within it.

On the battlefield, Demon Ancestor Dragon and the Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon battled in their dragon forms for a while.

Both dragons were drenched in blood. Scales and flesh flew everywhere, and their bodies were covered in enormous claw wounds.

The Great Crimson Heavenly Dragon opened his mouth, tore off a huge chunk of flesh from Demon Ancestor Dragon's body, swallowed it whole, and mocked him.

"Hahaha... Ancestor of Demon Monsters, you really are finished."

Demon Ancestor Dragon was furious inside. A dragon had fallen into shallow waters and