Long Fei listened with a sense of longing, vividly imagining the ultimate cool scene that unfolded before him.
Sword lights filled the sky, magical treasures gleamed.
A single hand could split mountains and divert rivers, commanding the clouds and heavens.
In the end, everything was swept into the sound of the Resonant Bell, turning to a blood mist that scattered in all directions—what a magnificent sight it was.
That Bald Dog, the bastard, really struck it lucky.
Or rather say, this little scamp got a kick out of others' misfortune—his face lit up with excitement, relishing in their troubles.
It definitely hid something, with the crowd of humans and demons alike, why would it alone be targeted?
His guess wasn't wrong, of course nobody was targeting it on purpose.
It's just that it caused too much trouble in that world, bringing disaster to every pretty female demon it encountered.
Seeing it, they naturally didn't go easy on him.
But, this undeniably saved its life as well.
