"Ancestor, did we just let that kid leave so easily?" On one of the walls of the Devil God Palace, light flowed, and the scenery changed, as silhouettes wrapped in colorful rays of light vanished into thin air.
This scene was of martial artists leaving the Trial Secret Realm. At this time, Xuan Hu and Hu Qingtong stood on either side of an elder dressed in purple armor.
Xuan Hu, in particular, was clenching his iron fists tightly when he saw Ye Zhen disappear, almost wishing he could rush out and drag Ye Zhen back.
"Ancestor, are you not aware of this kid's strangeness? The corpse of the Goldback Stone Beast King turned to ash in his hands? Such a bizarre ability could bring great disaster to our Demon Race!
Wasn't the calamity brought upon us by the Beast Taming Sect grave enough?" Xuan Hu mentioned this with grinding teeth and a fierce look.
