Whoosh!
Jiang Zhishen unleashed his ultimate move, instantly splitting into eighteen golden figures.
The Eighteen Bronze Men had returned!
The eighteen golden figures, together with Jiang Zhishen himself, charged straight at the hundred-plus figures.
Jiang Zhishen saw it clearly: there was nothing to say to these Demon Spawn from the Blood Demon Cult.
He just had to beat them down.
"Kekeke! Come on, then! I'll start with a Human Prodigy! This little Bald Head is mine. None of you steal him from me! Come here, little Bald Head. Big brother will have some fun with you."
"Ugh!"
Jiang Zhishen nearly threw up.
How disgusting was that?
He had no interest in playing with men.
Especially not old men!
Boom—
Jiang Zhishen slammed his Golden Long Staff into the leading man in black's domain.
The smile on the man's face faltered.
That single blow had shaken his domain so violently it had nearly shattered.
So strong!
As expected of a Human Prodigy.
He was only at the Eighth Heaven, yet he could fight like this.
If he reached the Ninth Heaven, I wouldn't stand a chance against him.
"Grayson, don't just stand there. Weren't you going to have some fun with that little Bald Head?"
Another man in black teased him from the side.
The man called Grayson snorted.
"This little Bald Head is tougher than he looks. Stop watching and help me!"
"Oh? I thought you only liked playing alone. Since when did you learn to share?"
"Quit screwing around! These are Donghuang People. Have you forgotten what happened to the Blood Demon Cult fighters who went after Donghuang People before?"
The others stopped laughing.
After several crackdowns, the Blood Demon Cult's forces in Dong Huang had been all but wiped out.
Even the cult's forces around Dong Huang had