"Jade Emperor?" Yao Ruoxian had a vivid memory of this name, a prodigious genius of the Demon Clan who had earned widespread fame on the Shenshang Plain.
In the final showdown, Jade Emperor was one of the main forces among the young generation of the Demon Clan!
Over a year had passed, and meeting again in this manner, Yao Ruoxian looked at the pure white flesh on the silver plate, feeling that life's paths were unpredictable.
She was somewhat lost; the young demon prodigy, renowned across two major camps, had withered away so pitifully, dying in such an unceremonious manner.
"Am I dreaming?" The Thunder King Bird was stunned. The Jade Emperor, who once reigned on the Western Border Battlefield, had become its meal.
It was in a daze, feeling very unreal.
It must be remembered that in that late autumn, Qin Ming had barely survived against the Baiyin Giant Beast. At that time, he was still a "Little Cultivator", but in less than a year and a half, he had slain the Jade Emperor.
