The paragons in the city looked at the figure that was the focus of everyone's attention and couldn't help but feel immense pressure.
"It looks like there's really no chance at all…" Cai Jiulou frowned when he saw the rider.
Half of the thick-skinned fifth-refinement great demon's body had been torn apart. Its bones and flesh were all twisted. It was obvious that it had been killed bit by bit by a great destructive force.
Its broken body was frozen in the cold wind, making the fifth-refined great demon's death look even more miserable.
"Junior Brother?"
In the crowd, Qi Yangbing was surprised to find Qin Huai, who was covered in dirt. He stared at the latter, who was dressed shabbily, and had mixed feelings.
"Junior Brother has suffered." Qi Yangbing patted Qin Huai's shoulder solemnly and even deliberately made Qin Huai's gaze turn away from the figure that everyone was looking at.