The magpie pecked at the forehead of the giant fish again, and with a muffled sound, the fish's skull was cracked open, and the magpie greedily feasted upon it.
Hidden in the water was a crocodile-shaped member of the Demon Clan, who became alarmed when he saw the Tier-4 demon beast he had controlled was killed so easily. After glancing at the battlefield, he quietly retreated.
He was of the Fifth Great Realm, but the opponent was not lacking in the Fifth Great Realm either. Especially the leader of the Human Race who, although only in the Fourth Great Realm, possessed remarkably strong fighting techniques and bountiful treasures—such a person...could never be overcome by force!
The scattered bone beads on the ground whirred into the air and landed in the hands of a man wrapped head-to-toe in dark red cloth.
His figure was shorter than an average person, making him stout, and he gave off a completely different aura than an ordinary cultivator.
