"It seemed that today, this Young Emperor had no choice but to go all out. I had thought only a Celestial Immortal would be worthy of making me use this power. I never expected you to force it out of me."
Qilan's voice echoed across the battlefield, and the great Demons immediately stirred with excitement.
Wang Xuanfeng and the others frowned.
"He was already this strong, yet he can still erupt further? This Jade Kirin Young Emperor is far too monstrous, isn't he?"
"Get ready. If Lin Xuan cannot hold on, we must act at once to rescue him."
Everyone nodded solemnly and began accelerating their recovery, their eyes fixed without blinking on the battlefield spanning ten thousand miles.
At this moment, a peculiar change came over the Jade Kirin Young Emperor. Scarlet lines appeared across his skin, which looked as though it had been cast from white jade.
That was the power of the Nine Divine Iron Stakes of World Suppression, now completely under his command and empowering him.
Once crimson lines had crawled all over his jade-like skin, Qilan's aura rose again to an entirely new height, and the attacks he unleashed became even more terrifying.
"Get back!"
A hazy layer of red mist appeared in Qilan's azure eyes, as though ten thousand armies were slaughtering within them. The mist resembled steaming blood rain and carried horrifying mental pressure.
Boom!
Lin Xuan's descending blade collided with the staff flashing with crimson light. This time, Lin Xuan was actually forced backward.
"Hahaha..."
"Splendid!"
Laughing wildly, Qilan transformed into a jade-red meteor, crossing the heavens in an instant and closing in on Lin Xuan before colliding with him once more.
The fluctuations of power became even more horrifying, and Lin Xuan was suppressed in turn.
"Lord Young Emperor is mighty!"