Faint black Cloud Mist drifted between heaven and earth, permeated by a thick, pungent stench of blood, causing all creatures to tremble in fear.
Over ten million Senior high-order Transcendent Life forms died, including the fall of more than a dozen demon kings, and the concentrated smell of blood was nearly comparable to the slaughter of hundreds of billions, while the powerful aura of death nearly shrouded the entire Plane.
However, looking at the floating limbs and broken bodies in the sky, neither the soldiers of the Heavenly Feather Clan nor the human cultivators showed any pity in their cold eyes.
He who kills must be prepared to be killed; stepping onto the battlefield naturally comes with the readiness to face death.
Moreover, these Purgatory True Demons were bloodthirsty and cruel, having taken the lives of countless beings over the years, including hundreds of millions from the Heavenly Feather Clan and several billions from the Vassal Races.
"We... won!"