Demon Leaf King stayed in the Moye Family Ancestral Hall, with a divided spirit statue prepared for emergencies, but it unexpectedly self-destructed.
Although the Body Cultivation and Divine Soul have never been his strengths, merely mediocre, for it to self-destruct without any attack is truly dumbfounding.
"Demon Leaf King, your Dao Heart, is truly without equal..."
Jiang Ding curled his lips.
Without further delay, the silhouette of the Blood-robed Taoist slowly disappeared from sight.
He needed to assess the situation.
Mainly to see whether the monarchs under Cangkong Imperial Child's command would send reinforcements; if not, he would clean out the remaining two families of the Magic Vine Minor Realm.
If they did respond, then it was a matter of seeing how many.
If few, fight; if many, flee.
In this world without opportunities, one must seek opportunities in another world.
That's all there is to it, plain and simple, no earth-shattering strategies.
...
"Ah!"