Moreover, the Dragon Domain had long since changed beyond recognition. Wen Yan had advanced in cultivation, the Ten Thousand Python Palace could be mobilized at any time, and Devil Lord-level experts from the Devil Jiao Clan took turns leading their forces to guard it.
After Jin Tong and the other powerful fighters had gone through that great battle, their strength would more or less increase. With the Dragon Domain's current power, why would it fear the severely weakened Slaughter Spirit?
The other party's true body had been destroyed, and it was now fleeing for its life. It could not even spare a thought for these Shadowless Blood Spirits or some of the Slaughter Shadow Spirits.
More than a hundred years had passed since the battle in the Dragon Domain ended, and the vast amount of killing aura it had absorbed there had also turned to nothing. The losses from this battle were so grievous that they would make it ache to the very marrow.
After this battle, the Slaughter Spirits had lost their ability to threaten the Dragon Domain for quite some time.
As Lu Xiaotian relaxed slightly, he saw several spatial rings floating in the void. He reached out and drew them over.
His divine sense probed them slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on Lu Xiaotian's face. This Slaughter Spirit had been only one step away from the Imperial Realm. During the hundred-plus years after leaving the Dragon Domain, it had committed astonishing slaughter, wiping out countless living beings. Otherwise, it could never have gathered such a dense army of Shadowless Blood Spirits.
The more it slaughtered, the more extraordinary the resources it plundered. Even Lu Xiaotian could not help looking askance at them.
In particular, there was a seed pulsing with strange spatial fluctuations and carrying