Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Just as Qin Wudao and his two companions had left, the starry sky began to tremble, pierced by several invincible forces, splitting open a space rift billions of zhang long, from which surged forth violent demonic energy.
"Still a step too late!"
The Demon King Jin Chan emerged from the space rift, looking around, only to find the corpses of the 'Brocade' death warriors, with no trace of Jiu Jiang's aura. His face instantly turned extremely grim.
Behind him were ten powerful elders, all at the Immortal Emperor level, faces indifferent, with killing intent swirling around them.
"There's a world here. Go capture someone to inquire!"
After surveying the surroundings, Jin Chan fixed his gaze on a far-off blue mid-thousand world and ordered coldly.
"As you command!"
An Immortal Emperor cupped his hands, moved his feet, and flew into the distance.
