Before Yin Beiwu, two Demon Marquises had yet to take the field.
But the moment Yin Beiwu stepped forward, he immediately became the focus of the entire arena.
"This peerless Demon Marquis of the Silver Moon Demon Clan has finally been unable to hold himself back."
"I wonder just how powerful he truly is."
"He is definitely far beyond the other Demon Marquises."
...On the Immortal Realm camp's side, people discussed among themselves, their brows tinged with gravity.
"Beiwu, do not be careless!"
Yin Xiaotian warned in a deep voice.
He had placed great hopes on Yin Beiwu. Having observed the strength Su Yi had displayed earlier, he judged that if Yin Beiwu went all out, that Cosmic Realm Immortal named Su Yi was bound to have more losses than victories!
"Do not rush to kill him. You must slowly, bit by bit, torture him to death and show the Immortal Realm camp what we are made of!"
"Right, it must be so."
Those Demon King-level figures chimed in with their warnings.
Earlier, Su Yi had slain thirteen Demon Marquises in succession and won thirteen battles, leaving them all with a bellyful of pent-up fury, nearly exploding with rage.
"Rest assured, seniors. He will certainly die today!"
As Yin Beiwu spoke, he strode toward the battlefield.
Boom! Boom!
With every step Yin Beiwu took, it was as though divine drums were being beaten, making heaven and earth shudder violently.
Meanwhile, the imposing aura around Yin Beiwu rose steadily like bamboo shoots after spring rain! It was like a beacon of wolf smoke shooting into the skies, blanketing eight thousand zhang of mountains and rivers!
Visible to the naked eye, his tall and imposing body was suffused with bewitching yet dazzling silver moonlight, imparting a sense of sacred inviolability.
Wherever he