The terrifying shockwave crashed into the enormous mountain formed by Yang Feng's Mountain Heavy Shield, shattering the giant mountain piece by piece before slamming heavily into the shield itself and sending both it and Yang Feng flying more than ten kilometers away.
In an instant, the Cosmic Sea mighty figures all unleashed secret arts. One incomparably powerful defensive secret treasure after another abruptly appeared, firmly protecting them.
Freed from the suppressive power of the Magic Restriction World, those Cosmic Sea mighty figures once more displayed their terrifying strength and withstood the aftershocks from the clash between two horrifying beings at the Warlock Emperor level.
"Warlock Emperor-level beings truly are terrifying. Even Cosmic Sea mighty figures are like ants before a Warlock Emperor, easily wiped out."
Sensing those incomparably terrifying fluctuations of power, Yang Feng's eyes gleamed with excitement and anticipation. He longed for the day when he, too, could advance into a horrifying existence at the Warlock Emperor level.
After the terrifying explosive aftershocks faded, the black claw summoned by the Abyssal Demon vanished.
The entire Netherworld had also collapsed, and the River of the Underworld that the Lord of Death had intercepted from the underworld crumbled away as well.
Yang Feng and all the Cosmic Sea mighty figures found themselves within a shattered expanse of space.
This shattered space was filled everywhere with distorted spatial rifts. Even Sunlight Warlock-level experts would have parts of their bodies severed outright if struck by those twisted spatial cracks.
All the Cosmic Sea mighty figures ignored the distorted, fragmented space and stared fixedly toward its center.
At the center of that space stood a Golden Coffin. Half of it had collapsed, and drops of red precious blood fell from within it like the most precious spiritual medicines. Strands of peerlessly terrifying Emperor Might