At the same time, rays of light streaked across the sky. There were humans, demons, monsters, and undead.
"As expected, there are many evil people here!"
wang shuo chuckled, not taking it to heart.
These people were nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs to him now.
He flew up and activated the art of spiritual perception. Endless spiritual light reflected in his eyes.
"It seems that this golden secret palace isn't completely flawless. The spiritual light is too bright, and it's affecting my spellcasting!"
Sighing, Wang Shuo shook his head speechlessly. He could only fly toward the place where the spiritual light was the brightest.
In the distance, a huge monster that looked like a yak but was more than three meters tall was fighting with a giant python that was no less than his size.
A wizened old man with a staff in his hand mumbled, "
"wrap its stupid head and strangle it to death!"
