Gathering of Powerhouses, Conflict Concludes

"Hehe, who would have thought that Heavenly Profound Continent would produce someone capable of wielding both Demonic Qi and Ancestral Talismans?!"

Before the four from Seventh King Hall, a shadow slowly emerged alongside a soft laugh.

Yet beneath that laugh lay gravity and surprise that could not be concealed.

He then extended his palm. An eerie, chilling evil eye had grown in the center of it.

As he spread his hand, that evil eye suddenly opened, looking incomparably bizarre.

A thick, pitch-black beam, seemingly tangible, shot explosively from the eyeball and collided head-on with the Dragon Kun Phantom.

The two terrifying attacks crashed together violently, and dreadful ripples swept outward, tearing apart every cloud in the sky.

The heavens trembled as countless gazes converged. Before the four from Seventh King Hall stood a black-robed man with a smile on his face.

Lin Langtian narrowed his eyes slightly. From Third King Hall, he sensed an exceptionally dense and dangerous aura.

Clearly, this man's strength was absolutely comparable to a peak expert who had survived three Reincarnation Tribulations!

"Third Brother, you've come!" The four from Seventh King Hall were immediately overjoyed upon seeing him, crying out excitedly.

This person was none other than Demon Prison's Third King Hall!

"Third King Hall... no wonder his strength is so formidable." Lin Langtian's expression turned grave as he spoke.

He had not expected Demon Prison to dispatch even several of its highest-ranking King Palaces this time. They were existences capable of confronting the Ancient Eight Lords head-on.

"Boy, tell me. How did you master the power of my race and fuse it with an Ancestral Talisman?" Third King Hall gazed darkly at Lin Langtian before chuckling.

The higher one stood within Demon Prison, the more shocked they would be by methods such as Lin Langtian's.