The Golden Flood Dragon Gate had been destroyed?
Li Ye couldn't believe it. He was furious.
Although he had stayed at the Golden Flood Dragon Gate for only a few days, everything there remained vivid in his mind, just as it had been before he left.
Shentong's boldness and integrity, the adorable antics of those little golden flood dragons.
The two Demon Race girls who had looked after him, chattering away all day long—their faces and smiling expressions were still fresh in his memory.
He had only been gone a few days. Had they really all died?
Some of the more powerful members of the Demon Race had had their Inner Cores dug out and taken back to Song Wangting to be made into pills.
And the beautiful female demons had been hauled away, soon to face abuse and humiliation at the hands of those brutes in Song Wangting?
"Move! Hurry!"
Suddenly, a group of armored soldiers appeared in the sky ahead. The Heart Protecting Mirrors on their chests bore the unmistakable character for Song.
It was Song Wangting, already wearing the air of victors.
The hundred or so men strode forward with their heads held high, swaggering arrogantly. They looked down on the demons of the Demon Realm with utter disdain.
At their head was a powerful elder at the Late Stage Saint Fifth Heaven. They were escorting roughly fifty or sixty members of the Demon Race.
The captives included both men and women, both young and old.
Despair was written all over their faces.
Several female demons with ethereal beauty and purple skin were especially miserable. Chains hung from their bodies, their surfaces covered in glaring symbols that pulsed with a strange energy, suppressing their cultivation completely. Their pretty faces were pale as paper.
They had noticed the