Han Qi stood with his arms crossed behind his back, looking as if he did not take these Demon Masters seriously at all.
In his eyes, these were merely ants. So what if he had defeated them? Was there any need to feel especially proud of it?
Thus, he was also merciless in his strikes. With a tap of a finger, pa, a Demon Master's head immediately exploded into bits, and his spirit was also ground to nothing at the first instant.
"I despise this place." As he withdrew his finger, he looked at the gathered masses, admiring the looks of fear on their faces. "Where I originally was, that was a true holy land of cultivation, but the elders in my clan deliberately sent me to this arduous and primitive place to train me.
"I miss my old friends dearly, I wish to return to my original life, but I can only stay in this place and be with such smelly pigs like you all in the same galaxy!"
