What happened in the Sea of the Dead was naturally beyond the Cosmic Pedestal's knowledge.
They knew that the battle among the three had finally drawn the attention of other hungry wolves. They had to end this quickly!
But the more they wanted a quick victory, the less possible it became.
Bang!!
Another punch sent Buddhist Light flooding the heavens and earth. Extreme let out a muffled grunt as a large chunk of flesh was sliced off his shoulder.
The Buddhist Great Emperor's Buddhist Light heavily countered his attributes. He stood no chance in a direct clash. If not for the fact that the Buddhist Great Emperor still had to transfer energy, allowing him to lock onto him, he would have long been defeated beneath those iron fists that grew fiercer with every battle.
And there was even less need to mention the Abyss.
It seemed that he possessed more energy than her, but that power had come at the cost of sacrificing an entire world!
This Cosmic Pedestal had already become part of the Sea of the Dead. It could merely contain his power and enhance the strength of his own abilities.
Beyond that, the Abyss's terror needed no explanation.
"Damn it, can't you think of something?!" the Mistress snapped, growing increasingly frustrated with the fight.
Her attributes could not be brought into play, while direct confrontations only left her countered. She had never encountered such a situation before, and it infuriated her beyond measure.
The Great Emperor had yet to tell her his plan. It was not that this incarnation had developed its own thoughts and was unwilling to cooperate—there simply had not been time.
Boom!!
Another exchanged punch was deflected by his opponent. The Great Emperor, flung back, stepped upon golden auspicious clouds, his face gleaming like