"Sss!!" A series of mud spikes suddenly surged from the Mud Flow River, directly stabbing towards the White Jade Dragon Saint.
"Boom!"
At a point a thousand meters above the ground, the White Jade Dragon Saint exploded violently, shattering the tips of the mud spikes with fine cracks.
Amidst this earth-shattering explosion, Du Yu discerned only two words: Humble.
What did the White Jade Dragon Saint ultimately get in return for sacrificing its own life?
Was it merely the fracturing of the mud spike tips?
Yes, that was all.
The gap between a Supreme and a Demon Saint is so vast that it's beyond human imagination.
Of course, the White Jade Dragon Saint at this moment was not in full peak condition; it had lost much of its strength and shrunk significantly in size while trying to escape previously.
This could be regarded as the last fig leaf for the Great Demon Saint.
By the way, how many times has Du Yu witnessed the fall of the Demon Saint Bai Yulong?
