"Is old Jin dead yet?"
"Why isn't it dead yet?"
Every day, people were waiting anxiously. More and more people came, and there was no lack of Saint realm experts.
Every time a bright celestial light came from the sky and landed on the demon Star Mountain, it would cause a commotion.
Deep in the mountains, the atmosphere wasn't peaceful either. The beasts were in a constant commotion. All the ferocious beasts became extremely violent and attacked anyone they saw.
The old golden centipede was the Overlord of the mountains. It had lived for countless years and was the senior of all the fierce beasts. It was about to die, and its corpse would definitely attract the humans to fight for it. Therefore, these fierce beasts held a strong hostility towards the human race.
Twelve days passed just like that.
