The earth rumbled.
The Vajra Giant Ape that Ye Li had punched into the mountain range was struggling frantically.
Its arms were twisted and broken, dark-gold blood mixed with fragments of organs pouring from its mouth. Every attempt to prop up its massive body brought down crumbling rock, yet the agony and the lingering paralysis of the thunder mark made escape impossible.
Elsewhere, the Green-faced Ghoul was nailed fast to the mountainside by that ten-thousand-zhang snow-white divine spear. Deep-purple Demonic Blood flowed down the shaft like a waterfall, dyeing the valley below crimson.
Nearly half of its abnormally long limbs had been severed. Its remaining body kept clawing at the cold mountain rock and the divine spear piercing through it, letting out shrill, despairing howls. Each struggle tore its wounds wider, and its aura grew increasingly feeble.
"..."
Ye Li stood in the air, his black hair stirring slightly in the Gale Force sweeping across the wasteland. His noble gold-and-black official robe snapped loudly in the wind.
His gaze swept over the two heavily wounded demon venerables below, thoughts racing through his mind.
This place was already tens of thousands of li deep into the wasteland. He had no idea how far it still was from the so-called Demon Court.
By rights, he should immediately kill these two severely wounded demon venerables, then swiftly return to the pass protected by the grand formation.
But the situation had clearly changed.
For within his senses, far surpassing those of others at his level, an aura more immense and savage than Vajra, the Green-faced Ghoul, and the Ghost Insect's combined was tearing through the air and rushing toward this battlefield at astonishing speed!
It had clearly reached the mid-stage of the seventh level of the Immortal Realm!
A rare big fish. If killing