"Stop the nonsense! If we're going to fight, let's fight for real, a fierce battle to the bitter end. It's still uncertain who will win or lose," Elder Xingqiong shouted angrily.
"You're not very advanced in your Dao-Practice, but your arrogance is not small. What can you possibly have to threaten us with a fierce battle to the bitter end?" the Golden Wings Large peng sneered.
After speaking, he raised his hand to take out a square box the size of a palm, opened the lid, and turned it upside down. Out poured numerous black little figures the size of rice grains. After touching the ground, they quickly grew into numerous Lion Camel Ridge Little Monsters.
In moments, thousands of little monsters, under the command of the elder demons, surrounded the hundred or so remaining humans in the middle, making the difference in strength immediately obvious.