He looked over.
"It's him!" Yi Kuang recognized the man hovering beside the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon at a glance. It was Chen Mu.
As for the other figure, the ferocious beast Iron Face, Yi Kuang remembered him too.
For a moment, he could not understand why Chen Mu was courting death like this.
Or was he deliberately seeking death, but afraid of being lonely on the road to the underworld, so he wanted to drag someone along?
He truly could not see through this man.
Soon, Yi Kuang's attention was drawn back to the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon's nine tails, as pure and sacred as snow.
More precisely, it was drawn to the nine hundred-thousand-year Demon Beasts trapped in those tails, bound as tightly as if by pythons, unable to break free.
They were all the Roaring Tiger Kingdom's nation-guarding divine beasts!
Yi Kuang had imagined this scene, but he had never expected them to prove even more vulnerable than he had thought.
They did not even have a chance to flee.
Then the fox tails tightened just a little, and all nine hundred-thousand-year Demon Beasts burst apart, their cultivation absorbed.
Whoosh!
The remaining winged bird beast, which also possessed a hundred thousand years of cultivation, was pierced by a single strike of a fox tail and shattered into fragments.
Yi Kuang's confidence shattered into fragments along with it.
His legs went limp, and he collapsed onto the ground.
He realized just how fragile his supposed strength was in the face of true power!
The Roaring Tiger Kingdom was finished!
All because of that paltry, dispensable bit of hot blood in him...
Fortunately, the chief culprit behind the Roaring Tiger Kingdom's destruction would not escape death either!
Great Emperor cultivation? So what if he had the Space Saint Body?
Before a