Chen Yuan raised his hand and flung a long spear, pointing towards a distant mountain range.
"Boom"
In the distance, the mountains exploded in an instant, transforming into a deafening roar.
The dragon spine of several dozen miles collapsed with a bang, the dust rising straight into the sky. The entire mountain range seemed to be crushed by an invisible giant hand, turning into a chaos that spread for hundreds of miles.
When the dust slightly cleared, the originally continuous mountain range was now severed into fierce ravines, with only the remnants of broken rocks and cliffs wailing in the wind.
Within that wailing was a frightened howl, and the demon clouds soared into the sky, fleeing in all directions from the dust.
It was a Demon Mountain!
The little demons scrambled to flee in disarray, but many hadn't fled far before they were crushed into pulp by falling rocks and collapsing mountains, emitting cries of varying anguish.
There weren't any powerful creatures inside.
