Far away, the Demon Ancestor Cliff came into view.
The cliff that stood majestically in the past is now a pile of rubble.
Upon seeing this scene, Huaikong and the other demons in the air all changed their expressions, astonished beyond belief. Slowly approaching and seeing the densely packed bodies of their kin on the ground, anger slowly emerged, but seeing the hall wasn't destroyed finally brought a sigh of relief.
Yet, when seeing a large hole broken into the hall's door, the breath just released was immediately sucked back in.
As the Six-winged Vajra Falcon landed, Huaikong was the first to jump down, landing at the edge of the hall's stone door, staring for a while, and then said, "With Shifeng's power alone, it's impossible to blast a hole into this stone door."
"Besides sensing Shifeng's Qi, I also sensed some unfamiliar, strong Human Race Qi," said the brown-eyed elder with unease, constantly worrying about something.
He felt these events were too coincidental.
