He came here to wrap things up, or to prevent accidents, not to join in the slaughter.
Of course, if he could kill one or two enemies while exterminating demons, that would be even better.
When Liang Hui was dissatisfied.
The battle at the center of the island had already become one-sided.
Yin Yi's serpentine tail had been severed, and one of his arms had been blasted into mush; half of his skull had been split open.
He was on the verge of death.
The seven strong attackers had already utilized the depths of their strength.
But their opponent's demon body was too powerful, forcing them several times to retreat fruitlessly. Yet, at this moment, their foe was not going to last much longer.
"Half of its flesh belongs to my Longevity Hall," a gentle voice spread among the seven.
"Then, the remaining half of the flesh will go to our Great Zhou. His Majesty intends to train a strong army, and its flesh will be perfect for body tempering."
