Seeing that Wei Yang had successfully broken through, Xiao Yan finally took out a river of spiritual liquid from his Mustard Seed Ring and began recovering.
The Flame Emperor Dharma Body opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing the winding river formed from roughly a hundred million drops of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid.
After fighting for so long, he had expended quite a lot as well. Trapped within the Demon Realm, he could not recover by absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and could only rely on Sovereign Spiritual Liquid.
In a place like this, whenever there was an opportunity, one naturally had to remain in peak condition at all times.
Wei Yang opened his eyes and glanced toward the depths of the Demon Realm before turning his gaze to the sky.
He frowned slightly. Qin Tian still had not finished his opponent. This was taking a little too long.
He had already begun to sense a faint feeling of danger.
After considering it, he decided to wait a little longer. At most, he would wait another three minutes. If Qin Tian still could not finish it by then, he would have no choice but to intervene.
High in the dark sky.
"Roar—"
The Xuanmo Emperor had already suffered severe injuries, yet he was still struggling to hold on.
With Wei Yang and Xiao Yan guarding below, he knew he had no chance of escaping.
And who knew how long it would take for Lord Heavenly Demon Emperor to notice and arrive.
At that thought, the light in his scarlet eyes grew increasingly savage and violent. His heart hardened as he prepared to stake everything on one final gamble.
He was already on the verge of collapse. Since that was the case, he might as well go all out.
After all, he