The aura of death permeated.
The demon army, which had retreated with the help of all the Demon Saints, looked at the monumental mound made of demon beast heads, shivered with fear.
Blood flowed from the top of the mound to the bottom, staining the earth, making everyone who witnessed this, both humans and demons, instinctively recoil in apprehension.
No one expected the demon army, which had previously vanished in Lu Jin'an Dao Domain, to have their heads silently severed and piled into this mound by Lu Jin'an!
Within the demon beast army, many demon beasts were in a state of panic, emitting fearful low moans, trembling uncontrollably.
Just as humans have felt since their inception, even cultivators experience an involuntary tension in their hearts when encountering the deceased.
For this is a fear and discomfort ingrained deeply into their bones during the process of reproduction.
