"Yileng, no matter how many come, it still won't be enough for us to kill." Zhibai smiled.
Xue Yileng froze for a moment, then laughed. "Haha, that makes sense. Brother Zhibai, when we fought together back then, our coordination was nearly flawless. I just wonder how well we'll work together after all these years."
"Coordination?" Zhibai smiled faintly. "When the two of us join forces, how many people in the Immortal, Devil, and Demon Realm can withstand our slaughter?"
Zhibai's tone was arrogant.
But even if Emperor Yu and the others heard him, they would not doubt him, because both Zhibai and Xue Yileng were Mysterious Immortals with sharp attacks and overwhelming killing intent. Both were Level 7 Mysterious Immortals.
When he had just entered the level of a Level 1 Mysterious Immortal, Zhibai had slain a Level 3 Devil Emperor in the Devil Realm. There was no need to question the strength of his attacks.
Moreover, the two had great mutual understanding. It had been forged between life and death through countless battles in their youth, and that tacit understanding had long seeped into their subconscious.
"That's right. If the two of us join forces, even the Black Devil Emperor would be helpless against us, wouldn't he? I've always remembered the grand gift the Black Devil Emperor gave us back then, though I still don't have the confidence to deal with him now." A cold gleam flashed through Xue Yileng's eyes.
Back then, the ones hunting the two of them had been the Black Devil Emperor's men.
Zhibai smiled faintly. "You're still fixated on that? I forgot about it long ago. If the Black Devil Emperor hadn't helped back then, my comprehension of the Azure Blood Sword Art would never have become so profound!"
"Forget it, let's not mention