After the heavenly tribulation, the land lay shattered. Forget vegetation—even the mountains nearby had been shaved flat. The sight was one of devastation, scorched black everywhere.
Wang Xuan stood there facing the gathered enemies. His voice carried clearly, yet remained calm. He feared nothing.
The twelve City Lord Level wanderers of Hell were all Five-time Limit Breaking experts. What a terrifying force that was, and they had all approached in silence.
Under normal circumstances, no True Immortal could possibly face such a force. More than a dozen Five-time Limit Breaking experts joining hands—if gods stood in their way, they would kill gods; if Buddhas blocked them, they would slaughter Buddhas!
Think about it: how many Five-time Limit Breaking experts could a True Saint Dojo possess? This was Hell's foundation, accumulated over endless years, utterly impossible to fathom.
In an instant, killing intent surged, spiraling skyward in a vortex and making the clouds overhead explode apart in the blink of an eye!
The twelve terrifying figures stood like twelve immortal black mountain ranges, giving off an insurmountable, invincible feeling as they surrounded Wang Xuan.
Their energy fluctuations twisted space-time. Rocks weighing tens of thousands of pounds on the ground, along with fallen mountaintops in the distance and more, all floated up and spun violently around this place, forming an enormous vortex as high as the sky.
Then those broken mountains, rocks, and everything else exploded within the vortex!
The history of the supernatural could be traced back seventeen eras at most; anything before that could not be verified and might have been even more ancient and distant. Hell had far too many powerful figures!
It was not just them. In the distance, large numbers of Supernatural Practitioners from various dojos were also eyeing them like tigers watching prey, ready to charge