In front of the Space Tunnel.
This place had long been a river of blood, corpses strewn everywhere. The Golden-Winged Roc and its companions had slaughtered until the sky turned dark and the earth was desolate. Countless people and demons died at their hands, among them even their own kin!
Though it was hard to part and their hearts ached, their master's command could not be defied!
At this moment, Chen Lan returned with two heads, those of Chen Han and Duobao Daoist Venerable. He held them high above his head and shouted angrily, "Your last two Daoist Venerables of the Human Race are dead. Now, there is not a single Daoist Venerable in the entire Ancient Wilderness Demon Realm who can challenge me. Do you still wish to fight?"
Upon hearing this, the crowd and beasts were shocked, all looking at the two heads in Chen Lan's hands, retreating one by one in disbelief.
Dead, all dead, all Daoist Venerables of the Ancient Wilderness Demon Realm, either dead or surrendered, are gone!
