Primordial Immortal Python

Li Ye's strength had reached unprecedented heights, and he carried himself with the bold pride of one who looked down across the ages.

As he strode through the Heavenly Domain, he feared nothing.

Great Demons from every direction gave him a wide berth. Some offered their respects from afar.

The feeling was simply wonderful.

The Pangolin Beast was utterly crushed.

When Li Ye had just hauled him out, he'd spotted some fragments on the ground. One of them—a half-ruined head, like a fossil—looked a lot like Old Sun Moon Turtle.

He'd cautiously asked about it and gotten confirmation.

Sun Moon Old Monster was dead!

Li Ye hadn't tried to hide it when he said so.

They were already beyond the area covered by the formations of the ninety-nine mountain ranges, and all the nearby Great Demons had heard him.

Pangolin Saint's mind had roared, leaving him utterly blank.

When he came to, cold sweat streamed down him.

His awe of Li Ye deepened.

Good heavens, that was Sun Moon Old Monster!

The undisputed overlord of the Endless Great Wilderness, a ruthless brute who'd kept every demon saint beneath his heel.

And he'd actually fallen.

In such a short time, too.

Were Quasi-Star Saint Level Experts really that easy to kill?

The Pangolin Beast was shattered inside. Even his words seemed to exhale cold air.

Not long after Li Ye left, several Great Demons rushed into the ninety-nine mountain ranges. Sure enough, they found Sun Moon Old Monster's remains.

News that Sun Moon Old Monster had fallen to a newly ascended Quasi Star Saint spread throughout the Endless Great Wilderness.

"Heavens! Sun Moon Old Monster is dead—killed by a newly ascended Quasi Star Saint!"

"It happened so quickly, without a sound. No commotion at all. He was completely crushed."

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