The Sect Master of the Demon God Sect, Ling Chen, spat out several mouthfuls of blood, looking dispirited.
This Demon God was refined with his vital blood; their fates were intertwined. Now that the Demon God was destroyed, he could not survive either.
A storm brewed in his heart. He could not believe that the Transcendent Realm Demon God was just wiped out like this. What trump card did he just use? Such terrifying attacks.
Could it be that he has a Supreme Realm expert backing him?
Recalling Qin Hao's age and combat strength, he felt his guess seemed correct; there must be a formidable figure behind Qin Hao.
The attacks just now were most likely left by that Supreme Realm expert as a means to protect himself.
What a pity... what a pity! If my Demon God were allowed to grow, it would not be inferior to a Supreme Realm expert in the future.
After this thought, Ling Chen spat out another mouthful of blood and died completely.
