(I just realized I missed writing about a realm; here's the ninth realm, it's the Netherworld Realm)
Countless members of the Evil Race were shocked at the moment of the Heart-Chaos Consort's death.
"The Realm Lord is dead, our Realm Lord is dead, run, quickly run!"
"How can it be, even the Realm Lord couldn't handle this guy?"
"Just who is he? No matter, let's run first."
In an instant, countless members of the Evil Race fled in all directions, wishing they had ten pairs of wings to fly away immediately, lest they be targeted by Chen Lan.
Chen Lan, standing high in the sky, slowly raised his right hand and spoke calmly: "Run? Too late."
The voice, like thunder from the heavens, shook all directions, causing countless members of the Evil Race to tremble in fear.
Rumble!!!
