Although this weakened monster spoke a few threatening words, only the first one was true, as he was not the only fugitive who had fled to this world. The statement that followed, however, was a lie. The power of the Holy Clan was unimaginable. Although these escapees could slay gods, treating them as mere prey, they themselves were even more insignificant before the Holy Clan.
Ye Fan rebuked, "That's none of your business. All that matters is that you're about to die!"
Following his roar, the monster finally perished. Silence descended, and with the creature's demise, all its illusions vanished, leaving Ye Fan alone.
Panting, Ye Fan stood his ground. He had finally exterminated the monster, but he felt no joy. He swore that he was truly from Earth and had absolutely no connection to the so-called Holy Clan. A native-born Earthling, through and through!
