“Elder Crane!”
From a distance, Yan Rumeng turned her head to look and saw Elder Crane and the others, who had been smashed into a bloody pulp by the Fallen Saint Body with a single punch, their bodies collapsing and blood splattering everywhere.
Her expression was grim, and her heart was bleeding.
The Demon God Palace had suddenly lost two saints.
Saints are not mere cannon fodder or insignificant characters; even in the Immortal Domain, they are top-tier combatants.
The loss for the Demon God Palace this time was substantial, akin to losing both the wife and the soldiers.
“Elder Crane and the others are dead, and the mission remains unfulfilled.”
Yan Rumeng felt extremely frustrated.
With her cold demeanor, she could not maintain her composure and was quite agitated, wishing she could scream out loud.
Previously, she had only heard of Jun Xiaoyao's terror; now she had experienced it firsthand.