Mighty

"Arghhhh!"

"Roar!"

Du Fan's figure paused for a moment, he felt an immense pressure as that roar resounded from within.

And most of those devilry cultivators were stunned, with fear in their eyes, one of them said in a trembling voice, "He, he's dead?"

The leading devilry cultivator leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, trying his luck to ease his wounds so that he could stand up, after hearing that devilry cultivator's words, he snorted, "You seriously don't think that he would still have a chance to live if he went to let that fierce beast out, do you?"