Numerous demon corpses lay scattered outside the mountain hideout.
Xu Chang'an recognized several of them.
The Wild Boar Spirit, once over thirty feet tall, was now a gruesome sight, lying mangled and bloody on the ground.
This scene was entirely the Peacock Princess's handiwork.
'One moment, they were full of life, majestic and imposing. The next, they were utterly destroyed, their bodies dead and their paths erased!
The Demon Path is fraught with peril, the future is uncertain, and no one knows what they will face next!'
These demons had returned to their stronghold just as they always did.
Having recruited a Quasi-second-rank Alchemist, all of them were in high spirits.
But who could have imagined, who could have predicted, that this very day would bring such an earth-shattering change!
In an instant, utterly destroyed!
They didn't even have a chance to struggle before their lives were forfeit!
'The Demon Path is treacherous. One must always remain vigilant!'
