The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence. Shenxin and the others said nothing; they had never suffered such great humiliation.
They were all foremost figures of their respective factions. Who could have imagined that one day, they would have to stake their own lives to cover someone else's retreat?
Luo Tongtian and the others were even less inclined to speak. This was the immortal path. The choice Xiao Changkong had made at this moment was undoubtedly the most correct one.
With danger at hand, there was no room for even a shred of mercy.
What was more, these people were enemies!
Put themselves in the others' shoes: if they had lost the earlier battle against the Fiend Sovereign's avatar, then their roles would now be reversed. They would be the ones going to intercept the Mad Immortals.
"Go!"
After a brief silence, Xiao Changkong spoke again. At the same time, he stirred his sword intent, causing the lingering power of the Sword King Soul within everyone's bodies to surge ever more violently, on the verge of erupting.
"Let's go!"
Shenxin glared viciously at everyone, then waved his hand and turned away first, vanishing into the distance in an instant.
Boom!
In mere moments, terrifying power exploded in the distance. Golden Rosy Cloud blazed brilliantly across the heavens, only for the Mad Immortals to wield horrifying power and smother its radiance in the blink of an eye.
"Kill!"
Seeing this, Zhan Taichong shot toward Shenxin. Having lost the War God Mirror, he fought directly with his fists, each punch blasting forth terrifying power.
The veins on his forehead bulged, and his skin even flushed red with heat. Clearly, he had pushed his Bloodline Power to its limit.
The battle's shockwaves grew even more savage. As soon as the two Eternal Emperor