"The Demon Lord is dead? The Demon Lord is dead?"
Those words came not from any of the three people present, but from a fourth person who rushed in.
Ye Mo.
He had originally planned to stay outside and give the three youngsters some space, but when Nie Li said the Demon Lord had already kicked the bucket, he immediately reached inside.
"Uh, Grandpa Ye Mo?"
"Nie Li, you-you killed the Demon Lord?"
"Uh, yeah, though I nearly died myself."
Only after repeatedly confirming it with Nie Li did Ye Mo learn that the Demon Lord really had been blasted into nothing, not even a scrap left. Otherwise, they could not have found only Nie Li's body back then, with no sign of the Demon Lord's.
And the immense amount of soul force inside Nie Li-the staggering quantity that had sent him soaring straight from Gold 1-Star Rank to Gold 5-Star-also gave Ye Mo a clue.
Whose could it have been, if not the Demon Lord's?
But that only shocked him all the more. After all, he had crossed swords with the Demon Lord more than once or twice.
He could not win. He simply could not win. Who would have thought the Demon Lord would suffer a crushing defeat at Nie Li's hands this time?
"Wait, that means the Dark Guild's Demon Lord is dead, Dragon Fiend is dead, and Ghost Fiend is dead too. Doesn't that leave them with practically no one?"
Only then did Ye Mo remember that the Dark Guild's top three figures were all dead. The strongest of those remaining were merely Black Gold Rank.
Besides, Ghost Fiend and Dragon Fiend had brought a whole slew of Black Gold Rank experts in two successive waves to stop them. He refused to believe the Dark Guild