Civilization Annihilated, Millions of Prisoners

A gigantic creature covered in golden scales flew away from the clouds. Its body was incomparably immense; even a single scale was larger than Ning Xiaochuan's body.

After it flew away, the lightning, clouds, and rain in the sky also vanished, restoring a clear sky stretching for thousands of miles.

"Could it be... the Saint Fish King!"

The aura of that enormous golden creature in the heavens had greatly resembled one of the Thirty-Six Beast Kings beneath the Fanhou Demon King—the Saint Fish King!

However, the aura emanating from that creature did not seem as powerful as the Saint Fish King's. It was weaker by an entire level.

Just as Ning Xiaochuan was wavering in uncertainty, he suddenly sensed the auras of humans again. And it was not just one or two people—their numbers were vast, and they were hurrying in this direction.

Ning Xiaochuan did not know what had happened. He once more concealed his aura and hid himself.

Before long, an enormous force of mystic beasts drove a great number of ragged human cultivators in the direction where that terrifying golden creature had flown.

"Where exactly are you escorting us? I am the Grand Marshal of Armies of the Great Dragon Dynasty, commanding three hundred thousand troops!"

"I am a Sect Leader Disciple of the Hundred Scholars Taoist Temple. The temple master will surely come to save us!"

Smack!

Smack!

An Eighth Level Mystic Beast in human form, broad-backed and thick-waisted, revealed a savage expression. Holding a whip densely wrapped in lightning, it lashed the Grand Marshal of Armies, beating him until he was a bloody mess. He rolled all over the ground, endlessly begging for mercy.

"A bunch of lowly humans, and you still dare to prattle on before me."

"I'll tell you plainly: your civilization