The Violent Ape King's Coiling Dragon Staff and the Corpse Demon King's Ten Thousand Corpse Banner whirled through the air. Each strike was enough to destroy a star as they hammered furiously against Lin Zhen's Sword Palace.
But it was completely ineffective. As a High-Grade Flying Palace and the vessel of the Eighteen Divine Swords, the Sword Palace's sturdiness far exceeded their imagination.
A Flying Palace could deploy an Energy Shield.
A faint curtain of light shrouded the palace, flickering in and out as it blocked all their attacks.
However, the Sword Palace had only just emerged from the volcano. No one knew how long it had lain dormant, but it seemed to be low on energy.
"Damn it! Is this Superior-Grade Palace really that strong? It can still block attacks even when it's almost out of energy!"
"Who invented this Turtle Shell? As long as Lin Zhen refuses to come out, who can do anything to him?"
The Violent Ape King gritted his teeth. "Everything has its limit. I refuse to believe the Sword Palace's shield can withstand our bombardment forever. Call everyone over—your people, mine, and the subordinates of these Quasi God Kings. Let them all out and attack this palace for three days and three nights. Let's see whether we can break even a little of its defense!"
"Fine! Lin Zhen just ambushed me. If I don't vent this hatred, I'll never be at peace!"
The Corpse Demon King's face twisted viciously. He violently shook the Ten Thousand Corpse Banner, and Ironclad Corpses, Bronze Armor Corpses, and Silver Armor Corpses poured out, assaulting the Sword Palace with their fangs and claws.
The Violent Ape King was no pushover either. He grabbed a tuft of fur from his head and blew it into the air, where it transformed