" Demon Race, you are a bunch of scum. You did a lot of work in wiping out the Human Race back then."
The Protector Qinglong roared like thunder.
His voice boomed like thunder, echoing through the eerie Demon Valley.
What did he see?
A small mountain of bones.
It was all Human Race corpses.
There are strong and weak, and for them, this is no different from slaughter.
That's absolutely outrageous.
"Who dares to offend my Sangbiao Clan? Do you have a death wish?" A terrifying pressure, an unparalleled demonic Yao Qi.
It swept in like a tornado.
Dark energy stirs up the winds and clouds.
That immense power made one feel as if they were on the edge of the apocalypse.
"Roar!" roared the Protector Qinglong.
He unleashed a punch in an instant, the World-Annihilating Dragon Fist, which shook the heavens and earth.
That punch, seemingly containing boundless power and rage, slammed fiercely towards the enemy.
"You mere Dragon Race, this is not a place for you to run wild."
As he spoke, a giant cat head swooped down.
The cat's head was ferocious and terrifying, its eyes revealing cruelty and disdain.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At the same time, several terrifying pressures descended.
Those powerful forces pressed down like towering mountains, making it hard to breathe.
"This is the aura of Human Race. My people were right; the Human Race have indeed led a large army to invade my Demon Valley."
"Have they forgotten the lesson they learned back then?" a powerful Demon Race said coldly.
"Oh no, the Maomao'er is in danger!"
A powerful being sensed that the Maomao'er had made the move was in danger.
Just as they were about to make their move, an Explosion was heard.
The Maomao'er was instantly smashed into pieces by a single punch.
" Human Race, you're courting death!" the Demon Race roared angrily.
"Hmph, you're courting death! You killed my Human Race, today we'll annihilate your Demon Race completely."
The Eighth Elder's cold voice rang out.
As the voice faded, a Flame hand, obscuring the sky, descended to suppress them.
The Flame burned fiercely, as if they were about to devour the entire world.
"An eighth-tier expert, damn it, go and call the elder!" Before the words were even finished, he was instantly crushed to death by a hand.
Upon seeing this, the others panicked instantly.
"Damn it, how can the Human Race have such a powerful expert?" the Demon Race cried out in terror.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Just as the shock subsided...
A whooshing sound rang out.
Subsequently, all the newly appeared level six and seven powerhouses were killed.
Meanwhile, within the Sangbiao Clan.
The prodigies who were killed were all resurrected in their own caves.
They are Sangbiao Clan, born with nine lives.
No matter how you kill it, it can be resurrected.
"This is bad! The Human Race are coming in strong! Quickly inform the clan leader!" Several prodigies rushed off to deliver the message.
The clan chief was also shocked upon learning this; a hint of panic and unease flickered in his eyes.
Then the prophet was summoned.
They wanted to predict the fate of the Sangbiao Clan.
"Chieftain, run away quickly!" The prophet's voice carried a hint of urgency and fear.
"Oh no, you can't escape."
No one in the entire Demon Valley can escape. Although the Demon Valley has top-tier experts, the newcomer is very strange.
"Among them, there are no top experts, but there is an unknown variable," the prophet said slowly.
"Please enlighten me, sir," the clan chief asked anxiously.
"The one leading Human Race in this conquest is the Devouring Emperor Lord; your goal is to exterminate Myriad Races."
Wherever he went, all Myriad Races were wiped out.
Even the cultures, traditions, and bloodlines of Myriad Races
"They were all Destruction by his great supernatural powers. Now that they have arrived at Demon Valley, Demon Valley's fortunes have come to an end." The prophet's voice was low and hoarse.
After saying this, the prophet bled from all seven orifices and died.
Even their very souls seemed to be erased by the energy within.
"Damn it, what on earth is going on?" The clan leader's face was full of solemnity.
He gazed at the distant battlefield, thick with the smoke and blood of battle.
My heart was filled with endless worry and fear.