Ancestor Jin Xiao was beyond tears.
Even in the ancient era, no single power had ever been capable of annihilating the entire fighting force of the Gold Demon lineage on their own.
Even those leading powers, combining two or three of them together, might not have been able to accomplish it in a head-on confrontation.
And so, the possibility of total annihilation had never once crossed Ancestor Jin Xiao's mind.
Yet the reality before his eyes was brutally unforgiving!
Not only had his forces been utterly destroyed, but not a single corpse remained—armor, weapons, bodies, nothing existed anymore.
It felt as though something had devoured every last trace of them.
Ancestor Jin Xiao's blood ran cold. He threw his head back and howled at the heavens: "
Since first making his name, Ancestor Jin Xiao had suffered setbacks before—none had ever struck him this hard, leaving him barely able to recover.
The Gold Demon lineage—wiped out to the last man!
The memory of
What drove him to near despair was the realization that, acting alone, he might not even have a chance of getting revenge on
That brat seemed to possess some unknown Divine Ability or treasure—his bizarre escape techniques were entirely beyond Ancestor Jin Xiao's comprehension.
In all his vast experience and power, there were precious few times Ancestor Jin Xiao had been truly stumped. But against
He told himself that if his opponent were willing to face him in open combat, he had countless ways to kill him. But
Open confrontation was the Gold Demon lineage's greatest strength. Against an opponent who dodged and evaded, that advantage was rendered entirely useless.
At that moment, Ancestor Jin Xiao's heart overflowed with grief and loneliness—as though the entire world had been emptied of everyone but himself. That crushing solitude sent cracks running through his once unshakable Dao Heart.
…
Several days later,
This was their agreed-upon meeting point.
"Chen Shao, old Jin did not fail you." The Gold-Munching Mouse King looked exhausted yet brimming with excitement. After defeating Ancestor Yunhong and devouring his physical body, the Gold-Munching Mouse King had broken through to the Divine Path on the spot, his strength soaring dramatically.
Though the Gold-Munching Mouse clan had suffered over fifty percent casualties in this battle, the survivors had devoured every last body of the Gold Demon lineage, elevating their collective strength by several tiers in one leap.
It had to be said that the Gold-Munching Mouse clan took devastating losses in this battle, but in the long run, they had come out far ahead. The Gold-Munching Mouse clan feared neither death nor sacrifice.
Their reproductive abilities meant they could recover their numbers within decades. But a tangible boost in power like this was something that rarely came along.
"Ha ha! The Gold-Munching Mouse lineage made a tremendous contribution to this battle. Of course, the Four Great True Spirits played no small part either."
"Heh heh—what a pity that Ancestor Jin Xiao is still alive."
"Let it be. His cultivation is probably nearing the high stage of the Divine Path. With our current strength, we can at best hold our own against him—we simply don't have the power to destroy him."