Taixu Mountain.
A remote corner.
Roar!!
A shrill roar echoed through the skies.
"Human race! Are you not afraid of retaliation from my clan's elder for doing this?"
A tiger demon, roughly thirty feet in length, glared bitterly at the figure clad in a Gold-Patterned Profound Robe before it.
The vast Huxiao Mountain was now a field of corpses, with crimson blood flowing like streams and rivers toward the bottom of the mountain.
"Your clan's elder?"
The figure simply chuckled in response.
Then, a fist seal instantly filled the tiger demon's entire field of vision.
Afterward.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the tiger demon's consciousness plunged into eternal darkness.
With the last monster taken care of, Qin Zheng's gaze swept around and then he took out the Human Seed Bag, collecting the corpses of the monsters inside.
Having done this, he did not linger, and with one stride, he quickly left Huxiao Mountain.
Half an hour later.
In a green mountain within Taixu Mountain.
