Jason Yang stopped walking. Although the fog was heavy, it could not block his eyes.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, penetrating the heavy fog, and the people of the Heavenly Demon Realm appeared in his eyes one by one.
"Is that enough?" Jason Yang asked.
"Almost. The bloodlines of these monsters are not simple. If you kill them all, it will be enough for your Siming Sword to complete its first tempering." The Oliver responded.
The conversation between the two was extremely calm, as if these were not evil monsters at all, but opportunities before them.
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