In midair, the two halves of General Furyak's body tumbled down. He hadn't died instantly—he was still twitching when he hit the ground.
After all, he was a Heaven-Man Realm powerhouse, and with his four heads, Quinn had only sliced him in two with the Lunar Jade Eye. With vitality like his, there was no way he'd just drop dead on the spot.
All four of his heads glared viciously at Quinn, but even that ferocity faded as the last breath left his body.
All around, the High-Emperor Heaven cultivators still hadn't recovered from their shock. They stared dumbly at this boy, working out equations in the middle of a blood-soaked battlefield.
Just moments ago, that ruthless demon general was a renowned Heaven-Man Realm expert—one of the most famous young elites among the demons, his strength unfathomable. If he’d gone on a rampage, the altar alone might have lost a hundred defenders, and even then, they might not have stopped him.
“Who is that guy?” one High-Emperor Heaven cultivator whispered.
Someone nearby replied, “He’s Furylo’s disciple—a Heaven-Man Realm demon expert, ranked seventh among their kind. They say he could’ve become a True Demon, and Furylo favored him above all others…"
"No, I meant him."
"No idea..."
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