Xie An's words sank the hearts of everyone present once again.
The already dire situation had become even more hopeless.
They were all familiar with the name of the Ming Tiger, a Demonic Beast rumored to carry the True Spirit bloodline, scarcely inferior to the descendants of the Dragon Beasts, possessing immense strength, against which cultivators of the same rank stood no chance.
Not to mention the Ming Tiger that had become a demon after death, whose strength was scarcely diminished, a key reason for the prosperity of the Heavenly Demon Sect's demonic banners.
"No, his Ming Tiger demon soul isn't complete, it's just a remnant soul!" Xie An shouted again.
"What does it matter if it's just a remnant soul, you still can't withstand it!" Chen Yunlai sneered coldly, signaling with the demonic banner that he was ready to annihilate everything in his path.
Everyone knew him as Old Demon Chen, but little did they know where his notorious reputation stemmed from.
