Although the two strongest fellows had escaped.
The Chaos Legion had been brought completely under control.
One could say that these two fellows had had their wings clipped!
They had been able to thrive in the Primordial World.
Largely because they had these two legions.
Unfortunately, the two fellows had been far too arrogant.
They had always assumed their success was due to their own formidable strength.
After all, together they could fight a Sage, making their combined strength comparable to one.
Under those circumstances, it would have been a miracle if they had known fear.
Only after losing the Chaos Legion did the two fellows understand that two fists could not beat four hands, and even a veteran feared a mob beating.
The two of them could merely fight a Sage; they were not the same as Sages.
A Sage could annihilate ants with a wave of the hand.
They had no such ability.
As time passed, after the formation was breached, they realized that with the annihilation of the Chaos Legion, they no longer had any chance either.
"Those damned humans are actually this treacherous! Once we return to the Devil Race, we'll definitely come back for revenge."
They intended to flee to the Beyond Lands. As long as they returned there, they could recruit vast numbers of Devil Race warriors.
Then no powerful opponent would be able to stand against them.
If they came again, they would certainly assemble a mighty legion and never again treat its warriors as dispensable.
By now, they had gained a profound understanding of a legion's importance.
Just as they were about to leave the battlefield.
The Holy Monk Jin Chanzi blocked their path with a wave of his hand.
"Amitabha. Benefactors, you carry far too much killing intent. Why not enter