บท 671: Time to Clean Up the Mess, Do You Have Anything to Say About It?

The Demonic Realm's skies were dark blood crimson-colored all year round. 

Chu Kuangren had been on a killing spree for three days now. Besides Demon Emperor Pride whose whereabouts were unknown, he had slaughtered all the remaining six Demon Emperors. His solo killing spree made the whole Demonic Realm cower in horror.

After doing all that, Chu Kuangren left the Demonic Realm.

Behind him, countless demons shivered in fear.

Once he left, everyone felt much more relieved.

"How terrifying. The past three days have been a living nightmare for us. Ever since the Demonic Realm has been built, there hasn't been such a dark moment in our history. before"

"How can such a scary human being exist?"

"We have seven Demon Emperors, who are now either dead or have gone into hiding. All because of one human, the whole Demonic Tribe has suffered unprecedented damages."

"Has the human world become so dangerous?"