These seven beings were all at the God King Realm.
The winged demon at their head was Tiger Saint, a mighty figure of the Demon race and one of the peak experts of the Supreme Demon Forbidden Land.
At that moment, Tiger Saint sat in the seat of honor, looking down at the seven below him. He said lightly, "Remember your foremost objective upon entering the Barren Heaven Secret Treasure."
"Kill Chu Jiang!" the seven said coldly, their eyes arrogant and untamed.
They were the Seven Martial Kings Beneath the God.
"Do not underestimate him. He emerged completely unscathed from an assassination by Godslaying Hall. He has likely already broken through to the God King Realm," a golden tiger beneath Tiger Saint reminded them.
"Other than gods, no one has ever survived the combined efforts of the seven of us. We've slaughtered two or three Quasi-Saints at the first or second level as well. Even if Chu Jiang has broken through to the God King Realm, how could he compare with the Quasi-Saint Realm?" The wolf-patterned young man at the front looked disdainful. On the Barbarian God Continent, they primarily cultivated their physical bodies. Few people from the Southern Flame Imperial Continent did so; they were frail beyond measure. Among those of the same realm, anyone who could withstand one or two of his moves without defeat was already an outstanding talent.
Besides, he did not think the Seven Martial Kings needed to join forces at all. Any one of them could suppress and kill their opponent.
"Very good. I admire your confidence. There is no need to bring his head back. I want his body and bones reduced to nothing, his soul scattered to the winds. There must not be the slightest possibility of resurrection!" Tiger Saint stood with