Boom!
In the sky, dozens of massive Thunder Divine Chains suddenly trembled. In an instant, the true form of the Flood Dragon belonging to the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall's Ancestor was blown apart, ripped violently into pieces—a scene of extreme brutality.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, scarlet splattering in all directions. A thick, iron scent of blood permeated the sky above the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall.
"Hmph!"
With a disdainful snort, Jiang Che withdrew his right hand, folding both hands behind his back. The Thunder Divine Chains, at his command, faded and disappeared into the air.
Next, Jiang Che's gaze turned toward the Void Gate and the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm behind the passage.
He flashed forward, his figure darting into the corridor.
He had no concerns about potential ambushes beyond the passage. With his cultivation at this level, even if he stood still and let those demon elders attack, they might still fail to break through his defenses.
