But even the Eight Treasures Qiankun Cauldron within the arena began to ring ceaselessly, the ripples of battle aftermath shaking it into an unending roar.
The entire battlefield had now been divided into two great sections. The battle between the Asura Race prince and Fa Wushuang, and the battle between Ye Xiwen and Manyun, the Asura Race princess—no one else could interfere in fights of this level.
This left many experts of the demon race deeply frustrated. They had all considered themselves formidable figures in their own right, yet before these four, they seemed so utterly vulnerable.
Ye Xiwen raised a hand and pointed. Imprisoning Heaven Stance!
Boom!
Another terrifying collision erupted. Both their fleshly bodies had reached an utterly horrifying level.
At that moment, the Asura Race princess seemed to have finally exhausted all her patience. Her domain instantly enveloped Ye Xiwen. It was an expanse of Avici Hell, where the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Eighteen Levels of Hell manifested one by one. Behind Manyun stood an emperor—the King of the Netherworld, the Blood Asura—who controlled the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the life and death of countless ghosts. The master of hell, ruler of death, a supreme deity. Yet demonic qi billowed from this Asura, and from its divine eyes, which ought to have seen through all things in heaven and earth, poured horrifying blood-red radiance. Wherever its gaze fell, the dead souls of that region began to shriek miserably. Countless souls evaporated into streams of bloody light that strengthened the Blood Asura.
The countless Devil Race experts around them watched in terror. Many Devil Race cultivators in the Dharma Idol Realm trembled as they fell to their knees in worship.
They were not worshipping Manyun, but the towering figure behind her.
"Blood Asura! It is