Rendezvous, the Might of the Holy Prison Plane

They had originally thought that this unknown plane would have, at most, only a few Gods.

Who would have imagined there were as many as twelve?

Even more shocking was the existence of a so-called Emperor of the Holy Prison.

To command twelve god-level powerhouses, this Emperor of the Holy Prison was definitely no ordinary God.

How could such power not be terrifying?

"It really is... intense!"

Di Ming Li's pupils contracted slightly, equally shocked by the news.

Thirteen Gods—such a force made even her heart tremble.

"Not only that, besides the Twelve Lords and the Emperor of the Holy Prison, the Holy Prison Plane also has the so-called Seventy-two Envoys."

"Among them, there are thirty-six Low-level Envoys, all of them Demi-gods."

"Twenty-four Intermediate Envoys, all of them Quasi-gods."

"Twelve High-level Envoys, all of them peak Quasi-gods."

"The Seventy-two Envoys alone are formidable enemies that cannot be ignored."

Su Yu's expression was grim.

This so-called Holy Prison Plane was astonishingly powerful.

He had never heard of such a plane, yet the strength it displayed was terrifying beyond measure.

Even the Abyss Plane that had appeared during the Douluo 3 era was far from capable of contending with it.

Su Yu had every reason to suspect that the Emperor of the Holy Prison, as the ruler of the plane, possessed at least the strength of a First-Class God, and might even wield a Supreme Divine Artifact.

Even Gu Yuena at her peak would have to face such an opponent with utmost caution, much less Gu Yuena as she was now.

The suddenly descended Holy Prison Plane was like a colossal mountain pressing heavily upon Su Yu's shoulders.

"Then what should we do?"

Wang Dong'er's expression was ugly. The Holy Prison Plane truly was absurdly powerful.

Leaving aside those Gods, the Seventy-two