Leaving aside the shock of Song Muyang and the others, the Ancient Demon Clan's Mahayana experts were filled with exhilaration and excitement.
Yaoli saw that the giant palm she had manifested had been shattered by Moyuan and Ming Kuang. In particular, she sensed that the aura they gave off was on the same "Half-Immortal" level as her own, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
At that moment, Moyuan and Ming Kuang saw that only thirty or forty Mahayana experts from the Ancient Demon Clan remained around them, and every one of them was seriously injured. Nearly half were on the brink of death, barely clinging to life.
The two of them were instantly overcome with shock and anger.
In the next moment, Moyuan immediately looked toward his disciple, Huyan Bo, and demanded, "Huyan Bo, where are the others? Are you telling me only you people are left?"
At this, Huyan Bo replied with a sorrowful expression, "Master, you must avenge us, and the millions of our people and more than a hundred Mahayana experts who died tragically!"
"The others... the others were all killed by them. Only those of us here survived by sheer luck!"
As soon as Huyan Bo said this, the other surviving Mahayana experts of the Ancient Demon Clan cried out in succession, "That's right, Lord Moyuan, Lord Ming Kuang! You must avenge our dead clansmen!"
"It was them! They killed everyone!"
The speaker pointed at Yaoli and Bei Ji Tianzun with gritted teeth.
Though they had already guessed as much, hearing with their own ears that more than a hundred Mahayana experts and millions of their people had died a tragic death still filled Moyuan and Ming Kuang with boundless fury!
The two exchanged a glance.
Then Moyuan forcefully suppressed his surging rage, raised his head, and