Compared to the Barbarian Clan, these demons that had come from Beixiong Pass were evidently more detestable.
At the next moment, Chen Yi's figure turned into a blur.
When looked upon again, he had already blocked the path of Cangmu and the other demons.
"Scatter and flee!"
The other dozen Great Demons didn't wait for its reminder, each fleeing in a different direction.
Chen Yi glanced a few times, and the Spring Rain Sword in his hand had already turned into a silver-white stream of light and darted away.
From afar to nearby, it drew a large circle, piercing through these Great Demons whose strength was only at the Divine Travel Realm.
There was a time when Chen Yi considered beings of the Divine Travel Realm to be formidable adversaries, but now they were no match for a single strike of his sword.
Upon the massive tree body of Cangmu, a face formed from deadwood was filled with shock and doubt, its wooden eyes staring at the Spring Rain Sword suspended in front of it.
