"Boom!"
A mass of blood-colored cloud and mist exploded in the distant horizon.
At the center of the explosion, Wang Ming, a man glowing with silver light, stood tall in the void, his gaze sweeping across all directions.
"Kekekekekeke!!!"
Harsh laughter came from all around. At the same time, from within the boundless sea of blood below, two crimson rays of light shot forth.
Those were two swords.
The sword bodies emanated thick killing intent, dragging two long tails as they flew through the air.
"Brat! Prepare to die."
"Old tricks, no originality." Reflexively, Wang Ming moved to dodge, but Yuantu and A-Bi suddenly released a spatial-suppressing force that directly locked down Wang Ming's spatial magic. The two swords flew in from different directions, intent on tearing Wang Ming apart.
"Rumble!"
The two killing swords collided, producing a violent roar. The whipped-up airflow carried immense power, literally blowing a bottomless pit out of the sea of blood.
"Hahahaha!!!"
"So what if you kill this ancestor a few dozen times? I only need to kill you once."
"Not good!"
Celestial Worthy of Primordial Beginning, who was using Merit Power to resist the burning of the karma fire, changed expression drastically.
"He is still too careless," Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan said, shaking his head.
"Being struck by Yuantu and A-Bi means basically there's no saving him."
Despondent expressions appeared on the faces of the Yellow Emperor and the others. They had come full of confidence to exterminate demons, only to be trapped in a snare set by Nether River Patriarch. Now imprisoned by the karma fire, they had no spare strength to intervene in the battle.
"Look quickly, that is—"
"You celebrate too early."
Just as Nether River was gloating and laughing wildly, a figure appeared behind him.
Crack!
Blood splashed