The void behind them exploded and formed a large black hole that sucked away everything around it. After that, the black hole slowly shrank until it vanished. The mountain range they were in had a hole in it like a giant beast had taken a big bite out of it.

The Dragonblood warriors stood behind Long Chen, watching as it all happened. They all had excited expressions. So what if it was a sect whose roots stretched back into the ancient era? Wasn’t it still destroyed by their Dragonblood Legion?

“Old man, are you alright?” Long Chen looked over at him.

“Ha, that fellow had the realm of the fourth step of Netherpassage, but he lacked the corresponding power. He relied entirely on a tortoise shell to survive, without having any of his own skills. Fighting his heart-devil also consumed most of his power, so killing him was only a matter of time. Although I can’t say it didn’t take any effort, he wasn’t much,”...