"Ugh!"
The Devil Lord let out a muffled groan. The sharp arrow penetrated the devilry cultivator's body, leaving only a bloody hole. The devilry cultivator fell to his death, his eyes were still wide open as if refusing to believe that he was killed like this.
Feng Jiu looked back and glanced at Gu Xiang not far below with a smile. "Well done." Things went much smoother than she thought. Once the Devil Lord died, it was much easier to take over the Devilry City.
Below, when Phoenix City's cultivators saw the Devil Lord's death, their battle intent intensified and their courage mounted as the battle progressed. Not long after, they wiped out all the devilry cultivators.
Elder Gu assigned them to check for survivors. Finally, he reported to Feng Jiu. "Master, there are two hundred and one people in total and there are no survivors!"
