Rumble!
With a single grab from the Sword-Bearing Old Ape, Pan God Ridge was ripped straight from the ground.
The nineteen layers of killing formations covering Pan God Ridge also collapsed completely.
Tai Zheng, Xue Hongshan, and the other nine Immortal Kings from the three camps all shifted through the skies, fleeing into the distance like madmen.
Yet the Sword-Bearing Old Ape did not pursue them. He looked at Su Yi, seated in the Rattan Chair, and said, "Leave those Immortal Kings to Huang Tuo and the others. What do you think?"
Su Yi said, "Just bring back the sole remaining Immortal King of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect alive."
The Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect's camp had originally included three Immortal Kings.
During the earlier one-on-one battles, Liu Shuijing and Yuwen Qi had already been slain by Su Yi.
Only an Immortal King named Tao Qian remained alive.
The Sword-Bearing Old Ape nodded and turned to Huang Tuo. "End this swiftly."
"Yes!"
Huang Tuo, whose body stood ten thousand zhang tall, immediately led that group of bizarre creatures into action.
"Come. Let's go to my territory and properly drain a pot of wine."
The Sword-Bearing Old Ape smiled and invited Su Yi.
Su Yi said helplessly, "Let's wait until I've recovered from my injuries."
The Sword-Bearing Old Ape burst out laughing. "Fine."
At once, the two headed toward the depths of the Black Mist Abyss.
The moment Su Yi lost interest in tempering his sword Dao, this battle had effectively come to an end.
Just as the Sword-Bearing Old Ape had said, the outcome of this turmoil had long been decided.
As for Tai Zheng, Xue Hongshan, and the other fleeing Immortal Kings, they too were destined to be unable to escape the Black Mist Abyss.
Only death