When Chen Nan brought out nearly a hundred skeletons of Demon Gods, even the Haotian Tower couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
However, it quickly regained its composure and said in a somewhat sour tone, "I really didn't expect it, kid, that you have so many skeletons. Your cultivation may be weak, but you've got plenty of good stuff."
These nearly hundred Demon God skeletons, each with power more formidable than Chen Nan's realm when they were alive, were a fortune Chen Nan could only obtain by chance at the Xuanwu Hall. Otherwise, even if he killed all the Demon Gods of Yun Mengze, he wouldn't have acquired them.
The current number of Heavenly Lords in the Magic Realm is only twenty to thirty, and naturally, the number of Demon Gods isn't much higher.
If it weren't for someone as abnormal as Xuanwu, who lived from ancient times till now, no one could have collected so many Demon God skeletons.
"How are you planning to use these things?"
