The great demon Thunder Python, having just entered the Upper Realm, was unexpectedly killed by the master of the highest spiritual mansion.
The golden Big Handprint contained blazing yang energy, sacred and majestic, boundless and vast. The power of one move was at least ten times more terrifying than the second attack from Ming Donglou.
"Gang Formation Realm, huh?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved.
The one who could occupy the peak of Zhenlu Mountain was indeed no ordinary expert; just that single move was enough to outdo everyone else.
Ming Donglou, Xu Weiyi, Chi Beilan, Ling Yexu, Su Xuanyu... All those so-called top ten experts were forced to stand aside.
However, at this moment, Zhou Dao was not concerned about the master of the highest spiritual mansion.
His mind had long been attracted to the image of the falling great demon corpse.
That was an Upper Realm Great Demon; if he could claim it, what kind of reward could he obtain by offering it to the Ancestral Master!?