At a rough glance, there were at least a hundred corpses of the Jade-horned python piled here. Every single one of them had their abdomen sliced opened, and the scene was extremely bloody and horrifying.
It was obvious that these were Di Lingtian's doing.
He had just started killing and the violent and bloody aura around him had subsided.
The murderous aura intermingled with his natural kingly aura. The blood-red moonlight shone on him through the treetops in the forest made him look even more mysterious and powerful.
He was like a monarch in the dark, a god of death in this chaotic world.
"My Lord, there are a total of eight."
The five secret guards behind him were so close to kneeling down and worshipping him sincerely.
Their Lord had been in a deep sleep for so long, but his aura had not changed. In fact, it had become even stronger than before.