Battle with the Third King Hall

"Heavenly King Palace, it has been a long time."

Ying Huanhuan's ice-blue eyes gazed at the shadow ahead as she spoke faintly.

"Yes. After so many years apart, the Ice Master remains peerlessly graceful. But after fighting for so many years, how about we call a truce?" Heavenly King Palace looked at Ying Huanhuan and smiled.

"A truce? This time, you Evil Demons can forget about leaving unscathed. Only when we purify every last one of you will you reach your final destination." Flame Master stood with his arms crossed and spoke indifferently.

"Heh heh, you people are always so impolite. After all these years, you still haven't changed." Beside Heavenly King Palace, Second King Hall gave Flame Master a cold laugh.

Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes were icy, while her pretty face remained calm and expressionless. Looking at Heavenly King Palace, she slowly said, "This time, we will bring this war that has lasted for thousands of years to a complete end. You will not have a third chance."

"Hehe, don't be so certain."

Heavenly King Palace shook his head, then waved a hand behind him and said with a faint smile, "Demon Prison Forces, reveal yourselves. Otherwise, people might look down on us."

Rumble!

As Heavenly King Palace's hand fell, the vast desert suddenly began to shake violently.

Then, everyone watched with grim expressions as the desert ground below split apart. Streams of viscous Demonic Qi spread out like liquid.

Countless Evil Demon troops crawled forth as though emerging from hell. Within moments, they had covered the other side of the Western Xuan Great Desert.

Their formation was no weaker than that of the Three Allied Armies.

Boom!

The earth trembled once more as an enormous figure slowly rose from within the city.

As its eight incomparably massive demon