The blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing onto the ground and staining the land red.

In just a few exchanges, all the tiger-faced leopards charging at the forefront, except for the lord-level leader who was entangled with Tantai Qiuyue, were killed by Fang Han.

Those beast general-level demonic beasts were like lambs to the slaughter in front of Fang Han's Xuan Tie sword, and were easily killed by Fang Han as if cutting melons and vegetables.

The monsters that followed were all quite frightened by what they saw.

They originally thought they could easily break through the Demon Suppression Division's defenses, but they didn't expect Fang Han to be so powerful, killing so many of his companions in an instant.

They slowed their pace, hesitant to attack, their eyes revealing a hint of fear and hesitation.

Whoosh whoosh!

Just then, the experts from the Demon Suppression Division seized the opportunity to fire a barrage of crossbow bolts.

The crossbow bolts rained down on the monsters, many of which were hit in the eyes and roared in pain.

These monsters rolled around on the ground, rampaging and instantly losing their fighting ability, lying haphazardly on the battlefield, leaving behind a scene of utter chaos.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, hundreds of demonic beasts were killed, while only five or six members of the Demon Suppression Division were injured.

Moreover, the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau collected a considerable amount of the essence blood of demonic beasts using special containers.

These essence bloodstains are extremely precious, containing powerful energy that is of great help to cultivators.

At this moment, the majestic and terrifying Beast King-level Nine Nether Ice Lion stared intently at everything happening on the battlefield with its huge, bell-like eyes that gleamed with a cold, eerie light.

When it saw its carefully planned first wave of attack thwarted by Fang Han and the others, and its many demonic beasts slaughtered, a surge of rage welled up in its heart like raging magma.

It suddenly raised its huge and ferocious head, opened its blood-red maw, and let out a deafening and terrifying roar.

The roar seemed to come from the deepest hell, carrying boundless majesty and fury. It instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield, causing the surrounding trees to tremble and rocks to tumble down.

Clearly, this roar was not a simple outburst of anger, but rather the Nine Nether Ice Lion issuing a command, preparing for a second wave of attack.