The other head looked at Lu Yuan with vigilance and disbelief in its eyes. It seemed to be a little shocked. A mere Battle Monarch actually had such terrifying combat strength.
Could this be the blood heir of some Battle God?
His expression was solemn. He took a deep breath to suppress his anger and said, "Friends, why are you here? How did our clansmen die?"
Lu Yuan did not kill him. He smiled and said, "We just came here and were attracted by the green light. Your kind should have been attacked by mutated beasts before, right?"
He glanced at the corpse on the ground and smiled. "If we killed these people, would their corpses still be here?"
Upon hearing this, the Two-Headed Demonic Tribe Battle Emperor opened his mouth. He wanted to say that they could use the mutated ferocious beasts to kill them, but after thinking about it, he rationally did not say anything.