After all, what Mo Li had done was beyond words. This was a bit... too absurd!
Ultima was the first to recover. She glanced at Testarossa in the distance and, seeing that the latter was still observing, instinctively revealed an evil smile.
Testarossa, just keep waiting!
I won't wait any longer!
I'll make the Emperor look at me in a new light!
From now on, you'll be beneath me!
With that thought, Ultima swung the claws in her hands and transformed directly into a purple phantom, charging toward Mo Li at a speed too fast for the naked eye to catch.
Thus, the second Primordial Demon joined the battlefield!
Feeling Ultima rushing toward him, the corners of Mo Li's lips lifted slightly, revealing a peerless smile.
She couldn't wait any longer.
And that was exactly as Mo Li had expected.
In the blink of an eye, Ultima had arrived before Mo Li. Wielding her Mythical Grade claw gauntlets, she fiercely raked them downward at him.
The viciousness of the attack and the decisiveness of her strike were terrifying.
There was not the slightest restraint or mercy in it.
At this moment, Ultima was giving it everything she had, because she knew that her meager strength before the Emperor's mountain-like presence was truly like a drop of water before a vast ocean.
So, she was not worried in the slightest that she might hurt the Emperor.
She had only one thought now: use all her strength and let the Emperor see her growth. She had to perform better than both Carrera and Testarossa.
She wanted to become the Emperor's favorite retainer and subordinate.
Feeling Ultima's power, enough to kill an ordinary awakened-level powerhouse, Mo Li showed no reaction whatsoever. He merely raised his left hand and blocked her attack.
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