The entire territory of the Ten Thousand Python Palace rang with shrill screams. It had become a true hell on earth.
One Foul Celestial Dragon had left, only for a far more terrifying cloud of vengeful spirits to arrive.
The countless demon pythons in the region still couldn't escape. The only difference was whose hands they died by.
The Foul Celestial Dragon glanced back, still shaken. Even now, he hadn't seen the Supreme Vengeful Spirit within.
He didn't know why the other party hadn't made a move, nor where it was. Perhaps it had other matters left unfinished, or perhaps there was some other reason.
In any case, the dangers within the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Realm far exceeded his expectations. He had originally thought that after entering the Heavenly Dragon Realm, only a handful of beings across these realms could threaten him.
On the way to the Dragon Domain, Lu Xiaotian's true self had even gone to the Immortal Realm. The Foul Celestial Dragon had set out with no small measure of confidence, but he hadn't even reached the Dragon Domain before suffering one setback after another. Just now, in order to escape, his Primordial Spirit had even sustained some damage.
His luck on this journey had been abysmal. With one setback after another right from the start, a shadow had settled over the Foul Celestial Dragon's heart.
Compared with his own misfortune, the Ten Thousand Python Palace had now fallen into a calamity of slaughter. To the Foul Celestial Dragon, it was of no concern. Whatever benefits there might be were no longer his to claim.
Composing himself, the Foul Celestial Dragon searched for the Dragon Domain while healing his wounds. Besides the information provided by the Heavenly Emperor Yu Xuan, he also had a treasure specially made to