"Monster King Quixote Titterington, courting death!"
Punishing Evil hovered in midair, and a flash of sword light cleaved fiercely across the Monster King's face.
The tremendous force of the slash sent the Black Tortoise flying, knocking countless people away along the path of its impact.
"As expected of the Black Tortoise's divine bloodline, its defense is incredibly formidable,"
Uncle Duncan remarked with a sigh.
At that moment, Quixote rose to his feet as though nothing had happened, patted the dust off his massive body, and rejoined the carnage.
Under the terrifying onslaught of the beast horde, many cultivators of weaker cultivation had already been devoured by the demonic beasts.
Humans hunted demonic beasts, and demonic beasts, in turn, treated human cultivators as sustenance.
Ethan Smith had just pulverized a True Saint Violent Bear when he suddenly felt an overwhelming presence crash toward him.
"Hahaha, you brat!"