As the Ancient Bell's contour flickered, Du Yu returned to the sky above the forest.
Looking out, fallen trees were everywhere, a scene of devastation!
Even though the forest was drenched by cold rain, it couldn't stop the fire from spreading continuously.
In the chaotic battlefield, there lay a huge corpse of a Thundercloud Roc collapsed on the ground.
Once majestic and impressive, the Demon Saint was now covered in wounds, bleeding profusely, and utterly lifeless.
"Wow."
Du Yu couldn't help but grimace.
What a miserable Demon Saint, covered in bloody holes all over its body!
"Nai~" Bai Yujing looked at the horrifying scene, feeling a bit panicked inside.
"It's okay, it's okay." Du Yu reached out, smoothing the fur of the Beautiful Immortal Deer, "Let's go down and take a look."
Speaking, he summoned the Shadow Gu Tower with his left hand.
Bai Yujing, looking cautious, descended slowly, making sure its pure snow hooves did not touch the corpse of the Thundercloud Roc.
