There Is Really Nothing Left

The atmosphere in the Demon Capital froze again.

At this moment, the Holy Son of the Demon Clan had his back to everyone on the ground. No one could see the expression on his face clearly, but Mo Lianque and the others could imagine how exciting this Holy Son's expression must be!

If they already felt this way, then what more those who were more invested in the situation.

The surroundings were almost completely silent. The 200-foot-tall grizzly bear opened its mouth and spat out two thick breaths. It stared blankly at the figure of the Demon Clan's Holy Son and finally spoke.

"You… are you a human or a demon?!"

"Ah, pfft, no! Are you a human or a flood dragon?"

Furious shouts sounded throughout the entire area.