In the Void World, Xuanyuan Changkong and the other two were in an utterly miserable state, with only half their lives left.
Of course, the three great Demon Saints opposite them were much the same, likewise clinging to half their lives. If they exchanged another clash of Imperial Weapon secret arts, everyone would perish together.
For a time, the true fire of battle they had fought up was restrained under these circumstances. It was not yet time to die together, and they grew wary of one another, intending to call it quits.
But then they saw Wei Fan streak across the heavens like a bolt of thunder, making the Great Dao rumble without end. His hands danced, tracing profound and mysterious paths.
"Run! He's summoning the power of an Imperial Weapon!"
The Purple Whisker Golden Flood Dragon's expression changed drastically. They only had half their lives left, while "Wei Ran" was still at his peak and had even mastered an Imperial Weapon secret art. If he truly unleashed Imperial Weapon power, they would all die.
"We can't leave. This boy's talent is astonishing. He may become a Martial Emperor in the future. If we don't kill him, our Demon Race will face great trouble."
"There's no need to fear him. We have already established a connection with the Imperial Weapons and can launch a second strike at any time. He cannot summon Imperial Weapon power so quickly. No matter what, we must kill him today."
The Great Saint-level white crane and Heaven Shaking Sacred Ape roared together. Their bodies blazed with radiant light as their wounds recovered. Now was the best chance to kill Wei Ran. If they missed it, killing him would become difficult.
They did not believe that if they risked their lives to kill "Wei Ran" with