Amidst a chorus of wailing below.
At this moment, a group of Great Demons in the Taoist Fruit Realm lay on the ground, each with severe injuries and bruised faces.
Some Great Demons glared angrily at Xu Zimei.
But upon seeing Xu Zimei's raised fist, each of them was so scared they were shaking like cicadas in winter.
"This guy's combat power is so abnormal," thought one Great Demon.
"Clearly, like us, he exists in the Taoist Fruit Realm.
Why is he so powerful?
Simply, simply invincible."
Although they didn't want to admit it, the fact was right in front of the Great Demons.
"Alright, I'm giving you a chance next."
Xu Zimei waved his hand.
Standing in front of all the Great Demons.
"Hand over all your treasure chests, and I might spare your life."
"Force will never make us submit," the Ghost Beast roared.
However, when Xu Zimei drew the Tyrant Shadow.
It obediently handed over its treasure chest.
"It's just a treasure chest, it's not of any use to us anyway."
