"No..."
The first ones to cry out in pain, besides Miao Yu and Cang Ling, were surprisingly Elder Cyan Dragon.
There was no way around it; the old man always saw things clearly.
Despite his usual penchant for sarcastic remarks, he understood the significance of Jiang Cheng to the Demon Realm.
To say that the sky of the Demon Realm collapsed at that moment is no exaggeration.
"Hahaha!"
"It's done!"
The Taie Dark Blood Gold Essence and other Demon Emperors laughed crazily!
"Jiang Cheng is dead!"
"The Demon Realm is finished!"
Facing the dozen or so Great Demons, they were unfazed.
"You're just in time!"
"This is the Nether Pool Saint Hall; once here, abandon all hope of leaving!"
In an instant, the entire Holy Hall was shrouded in heavy Demon Qi.
All the Great Demons charging inside immediately felt their Demon Power stagnate.
It was as if an invisible mist were assaulting their Dharma Realms.
