The Demon Clan members stared blankly at their commander lying at Mu Can's feet, their eyes filled with disbelief. According to the intelligence they had received, there wasn't a single decently powerful being in this city. Existence at the Martial Saint level was simply nonexistent, which is why they could so boldly besiege the city without the slightest concern.
But the script seemed to be playing out differently from what they had anticipated. Not only had they failed to break through the city like tearing down rotting wood, but their assured victory of a commander now lay like a dead dog at their feet, his life and death unknown.
"Am I dreaming? Our commander was defeated so easily?"
"We've lost. Since that's the case, let's fight to the death. It was always a war of life and death anyway, let's go all out."
