A Mouth That Wouldn't Burn Clean

Immortal Yuanlu looked at the pitch-black hole and was suddenly assailed by waves of emptiness.

Tian Haiyi, who had been right before his eyes moments ago, had suddenly vanished without a trace. In a daze, only he remained, surrounded by enemies wherever he looked, pondering this absurd life.

Bai Ze appeared. Seeing that only Immortal Yuanlu remained, she was not surprised.

They had known from the start that an expert on Black Golden Crow's level could not possibly be trapped.

Without a divine artifact, it was extremely difficult to reach the point of slaying a Heavenly Origin, unless the gap in cultivation was truly enormous, as it had been between Crow Nest and Sea Master. Yet in truth, if Chu Liang had not cut him off, had the two demons fought alone, even if Sea Master had been so thoroughly outmatched and fled, the price he paid would not have been too great.

It was only because Chu Liang had appeared at precisely Sea Master's weakest moment, leaving him no chance to return to the sea and replenish himself, that he had died such a stifled death.

Black Golden Crow, meanwhile, was already at the peak of the eighth realm. Whether he had reached the state of a Boundary Walker depended on his comprehension of the Great Dao, but his combat strength was likely no weaker.

At this level, even with a divine artifact ranked among the top ten of the Myriad Treasures Record, one needed sufficient cultivation to have any hope of holding them back.

Their original targets had been Celestial Master, Sea Master, and Immortal Yuanlu.

With Ancestor Crow Nest, Venerable Bai Ze, and the Regent's Decree—three peak combatants—it had been possible to bring these people down. Killing even one demonic overlord of this level was a tremendous