Hell, Windrise City. Sunlight poured over the entire colossal city, but it had nothing to do with brilliance. The tension was suffocating as the upper echelons of the Hell Army continued entering the city.
The Heavenly God, Lord of Ash, Mechanical Saint, and Lord of the Undead Sea—the four Extreme Path True Immortals—joined forces to kill Wang Xuan.
For a time, the entire city trembled. Beams of light surged like torrents, rules formed chains of stars, and Dao rhythms filled Heaven and Earth, wrapped around the cage formed by the Lock Saint Stakes.
"Make haste. If we let him escape, what face will you and I have left to call ourselves overlords in hell?" Mechanical Saint said. He was like a cold machine.
"You never had any face to begin with. What happened to the promised duel in the Extreme Path True Immortal Domain? Yet you still joined hands against me." Wang Xuan spoke.
He was using the Wordless Art, trying to vanish from the square cage of Lock Saint Stakes. He truly could not bear to sever even one stake, so he chose an extremely aggressive and risky approach.
"Because you may have exceeded the limits. You are an Ultimate True Immortal." Lord of Ash spoke in a soft, feminine voice. She was the only woman among the four great experts.
There really was nothing wrong with that reasoning, leaving even Wang Xuan with nothing to say. In any case, he had never cared whether he was being besieged.
His figure blurred slightly, but he met some resistance between the four Lock Saint Stakes. Breaking free from this place was proving somewhat difficult—this was the first time he had encountered such a situation in the True Immortal Domain.
He should have been able to break free, but he needed