Martial Movement: The True Martial Ancestor
Chapter 545

Keep One's Word

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In the Great Hall, as Mu Zi rose, the Devouring Lord's eyes instantly shifted. In his perception, Mu Zi's aura had undergone an indescribable change.

"You succeeded?"

Mu Zi's presence flared and vanished, becoming extremely restrained. She looked like an ordinary person who had never touched cultivation, but anyone who had sensed that fluctuation just now understood exactly what kind of power was hidden within her body.

Where she stood, Mu Zi's gaze pierced through the Great Hall, taking in the three demonic shadows.

"It's time to end this."

As her words fell, Mu Zi's figure vanished from the Great Hall.

Outside, black clouds rolled wildly, and an indescribably evil aura filled heaven and earth. Two figures wreathed in towering demonic flames stood in the sky, and terrifying pressure swept toward the other side.

Seventh King Hall stared at Lin Dong, cold light flickering in his eyes. No matter who the person before him was, death was inescapable.

"Roar!"

Beside him, the enormous demonic shadow let out a shriek. The demon monster formed from the fusion of ten true kings was filled with the will of brutality and slaughter. It could barely suppress its own baleful aura, nor did it need to.

Boom!

At once, the Fusion Demon Monster howled upward. Its figure covered the sky, and its terrifying aura swept out, pressing Lin Dong's body until it trembled faintly, like a lone boat in an endless sea, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

Below, the many experts of the Demon Domain could not help clenching their fists. No matter how one looked at it, the situation before them was far too hopeless.

Three terrifying enemies comparable to Second Cycle Reincarnation. With such a lineup, they might even be able to sweep across the Demon Domain. Unless the great

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