Grand General Summon Thunder brought his subordinates along as they flew for the entire journey.
"Grand General, up ahead is Mt. Blue Granny." The three avian demons led the way. However, they felt somewhat apprehensive. After all, General Crab had just been easily killed by this same cultivator.
"Alright, the three of you are dismissed," commanded Grand General Summon Thunder with a frown.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The three avian demons quickly departed.
"Look at how frightened the three of them are." The two demon generals laughed as well. One of them carried a saber by his waist and had fur on his face. He warned, "Grand General, if that cultivator could easily kill Brother Crab, he might very well be a Connate True Core cultivator. We must not let our guard down."
"What's there to be afraid of? Grand General cultivations in the 'Wind and Thunder Mystic Arts.' Most Connate True Cores will not even be his match." flattered another shrimp-headed demon ge
Chapter end
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