Demon Race's Doomsday, Fleeing Madly into the Ancient God Battlefield

The night sky of the Demon Realm was shrouded in a sea of blood.

These were the most miserable days the Demon Realm had ever known. The inheritances of countless Demon Race clans were cut off completely.

For this realm, it had already reached the moment of life or death.

Powerful Demon Race experts awakened one after another, only to become the other party's food one after another.

More importantly, that person actually intended to destroy this realm!

That person was Qin Zhantian!

After obtaining the throne of the Great Qin Divine Dynasty, Qin Zhantian had soared upward as if he had been granted cheats.

After leaving the Kunxu Realm, he had encountered some opportunities and gained some insights.

For one who cultivated the Destruction Dao, the most important thing was destruction!

The more he destroyed, the stronger he became.

Previously, his cultivation had been too weak; there had not been much he could destroy. After receiving the Fortune Baptism, his cultivation had risen directly to the Peak Emperor Realm. Only then had his true beginning arrived.

"Once I destroy this realm, I will reach the pinnacle of the human path, then advance to become a god!"

Qin Zhantian looked at this realm, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

He had always been a heartless man. Besides, this was the realm of the Demon Race.

Those not of my race may be slain without guilt!

"The Demon Race is nothing more than food." As Qin Zhantian spoke, he grabbed a greasy eagle leg and viciously bit into it.

Then he grabbed a long bull's you-know-what and took a fierce bite out of it.

It had to be said, this thing was truly nourishing.

Unfortunately, this realm was restricted by its rules, and there were very few Demon Race members capable