"Whisper, take this pill!" Night Soul Lord handed Night Whisper a pill.
"Thank you, Master!" Night Whisper ate the pill and began to meditate and recover.
The Night Soul Lord looked at the corpses of the surrounding elders and disciples, and his heart was torn.
There were nearly 200 people. Almost half of the top experts of the Night God Palace were present.
Almost all his best disciples had died just like that.
How could it not hurt?
Demon Lord Zi Ji and Master Xiaoyao were equally heartbroken. Their hearts were bleeding.
They did not expect such a disaster to occur.
They had entered the Virtual Sky Mystic Realm several times in the past. Although they would also encounter life-threatening danger and powerful enemies, they would only sacrifice a few people at most. They always had a way to escape.
They had never encountered such a powerful and terrifying devil.
